He Owns Me |18+|

Chapter 5

~mafia~
an Italian organized crime group

"The mob is the mother of tyrants"

Nora

He swerved the car at the side of the road and stopped the car. Well he's mad.

"You wanna know what the fuck is going?"

"Yes, isn't that what I've been asking."

"I'm in the mafia, Nora."

Zaddy said whaaaaa

"You're in the what?" I asked in disbelief.

"Mafia. I'm in the mafia."

I just sat there in silence not knowing what to say. He's in the mafia.

"You- You're in the Mafia. Dude that's... awesome." I smiled as I smacked him on his arm.

"Wha- what. the. fuck."

"I mean c'mon. My best friend is in the mafia. That's the coolest thing that's ever happened to me."

He stared at me like I was insane. "You're mentally insane." What did I say? "And ya have been since high school."

I rolled my eyes. "Okay whatever. So... the money-"

"-isn't mine. It's my boss'."

"You're taking me to him?" I asked, a little worried.

"I have to. That's the reason you can't contact anybody. Not unless he allows it."

"Okay but he's not here. My parents must be worried. My friends-"

"You have to forget about them. At least for now."

"But I can't. Ori-"

"Nora, you have no choice. You know about the mafia now. You can't go back. That's the only way you'll stay alive."

"Why can't you take me to your house?"

"I-"

He got cut off when his phone rang.

"What? I'm in the middle of something." He said. "Of course he is." Who?

"Dile que se relaje ahí estaré." (Tell him to relax, I'll be there). "No quiero que la conozca ahora mismo. Ya está abrumada." (No, I don't want him meeting her right now. She's already overwhelmed). "Solo preparo la gran habitación de invitados." (Just get the big guest room ready)

Man, I should've taken more spanish. He needs to switch back to english.

He hung up a second later. "I thought mafias were italian." I said.

"How did you know I was speaking spanish?"

"Please, I'm not an idiot. I took Spanish in high school, remember? I know what it sounds like. But luckily for you I don't know what you said."

"Mm yes, lucky me. And the mafia is Italian, we just have a few hispanics. Including me. You ready?"

"Absolutely not."

He started up the car again. "Eh you'll be fine. You're Nora."

"That does not help me."

"You were literally excited about me being in the Mafia. I think you'll be fine."

"What were you saying on the phone?"

"Do you always wanna know everything?"

"Yes. You said it yourself, I'm Nora."