SHE-MAFIA

Chapter-23

EVE

Waking up to my alarm clock, I get off my bed and head towards my bathroom. After all and all, I put on my tank top, shorts and my trainers. I pack my hair in a bun before heading out for my run.

I played a song by my favourite artist in my ear pod before I began my run.

The day is getting bright and the wind is comforting. I guess the raining season is over. Hours into my run, I pause to take a break. I walk towards the mango tree and sat on the bench there. I pick up my water bottle and gulp down the whole water in it.

Breathing fast, I wipe off the sweat on my face with my little white towel. I look around my compound. Can't believe I have ruled this Mafia for three years. It is still unbelievable to me.

I miss my brother. I could imagine what he will say if he sees me sitting here and not training.

He will be like "Get up weakling"

I let out a chuckle.

Well I am not a weakling anymore brother. And I am sure you are proud of me wherever you are.

"Ma'am"

I look the direction and I see Louis beside me holding out a paper.

"What's that?" I asked as I placed the now empty bottle on the bench.

"The background check on Diego ma'am"

Hmm. "Nice" I said as I collect it. Looking at it, a smile forms on my face.

"Good job. You may go"

"Yes ma'am" he bowed slightly before leaving.

"Diego Lucas Guerrero" Hmm. All names sounds sexy. It says he rides, repairs and sells bikes.

Hmm fascinating.

That explains the name, King of bikers

Must be a bike freak.

His parents are late but he lives with his elder brother, Xander. King of the streets.

Wow. Two brothers who are kings.

I continue reading the paper. Not married but has a girlfriend....pfft. Yeah right.

Well that ship sailed last night I saw him at my club.

He is mine now.

Smirking, I fold up the paper, got up and take my bottle with me as I head into the mansion.

Can't wait to see that hot stuff I have under my roof.

Getting to my room, I was about to open the door when i stopped and decide to go see him. Maybe unchain him so he can take a shower.

Damn the thought of him taking a shower is making feel things.

I seriously don't know what this guy is doing to me.

I walk back and stop at his door. Opening it, I walked in and closed the door.

He is still on the position I left him last night but his head is down. His fine long hair is covering his face. Is he still asleep?

Nice one Eve. You just couldn't let him sleep comfortably.

Well I don't want him running away. He seems stubborn.