Aliah daughter of the mafia thinking that it's her last night of freedom so goes out to use the time she has left and meets a certain person who might be the person to take? or not take? Her freedom. Little does she know this night would change her...
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The only thing that has been on my for the past couple hours has been aliah, nothing I do takes her off my mind so what do I do to hell that? Torture people.
Not innocent people though, alot of times we are paid to capture persons such as rapist etc and do whatever the payer says to do with them sometimes we listen to them sometimes we don't.
I keep them as my stress doll, whenever I'm frustrated with anything and this is one of the times I'm happy with what I do for a living.
"Hello there, how are we doing today?" I ask the tied up man who has been in here for probably over a year but whose counting.
"Good I'm gonna assume good cause today is the day you get released from all sad life struggles." I say examining the knives on the table.
"Yo-u gon-e lemme go?" Damn looks like the sucker lost his ability to speak probably English.
"Yh you could say something like that." Hold up the knives to his face to let him pick
"Which one?" Spinning the knives around my fingers and close to his face.
"Sma-ller o-one."
"Boring I like the big one better." With that I stabbed the knife in the mans hand, the same hand he used to assault the women,always with the left hand first.
"You fucker I thought you said you were going to let me go!" He shouted, I thought he was supposed to be stammering fucking idiot.
"Hmm you can talk proper now huh?" I chuckled, ah I knew this would help my little aliah problem.
" I could always fucking speak you mothercu-" before he could finish I held out his tongue in a swift and cut it out.
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The plan worked but not for long. I killed three person in the space of less than an hour and she has still not left my mind.
I'm currently driving home form work early as I just need aliah in my presence.
After she left my office the conversation we had kept going in the back of my head, I wish I would have listened to the reason she left.
Pulling in at the entrance of the house I can hear loud music playing. I walked into the house only to see a bunch of boxes in the foyer,on the steps and Infront of our bedroom. "What the fuck is this woman doing." I muttered to myself as I quickly went up the stairs.
I didn't knock on the door as I wanted to catch exactly what she is doing. As I open the door I see aliah fucking unpacking her clothes from the draw and putting them in a basket.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I shouted alot louder than I intended to.
"You're ho- here early." She quickly cut off herself I would have asked her about it but I'm more concerned about why she's packing.
"Answer my question." I glared at her.
Continuing packing her clothes as she answered. " I'm moving to one of the other rooms in the house and by one of I mean the furthest one from here."
"And why are you doing that?" I said calmly
" 1.We are not married yet so until then I can sleep in my own bed and 2. Sleeping next to someone who doesn't have respect for me is annoying so I'm moving."
"Are you implying that I would have respect for you when we are married?" I asked raising a brow.
"I don't know but by then hopefully in the next few weeks the good side of your personality comes out." She said picking up her basket and moving to the door where I am, I took the basket from her hand while walking away.
"Why the hell did you take my basket?" She shouted.
"I'm carrying it to your room just not the furthest one from me amore." I carried her clothes down to the room one door away from mine. I'm giving her a space but not too much a part of me needs her close.
And as much as I would love to protest for her to stay in my room she's obviously not comfortable with it and I must respect that even though she thinks I have no respect for her.
Being around aliah is weird I don't think there is any feelings but there is still that need to be around her.
Passing our room I was going into my office to do some work I missed but my so called name was called "Mr grump".
What a creative name"yeah" I said as I turned around to face her.
"I'm making dinner I don't know if you would like any." She said in that soft voice she hasn't used with me since that night.
I just nodded my head and continued walking down the stairs before I turned around again and said " you don't have to continue packing away I already called some to do it." And I walked away.
