My Mafia Boss

Chapter one

"Devon, wake up!" I felt a harsh kick in my good leg, my sister knowing it was the easiest spot to bother me. By my name, you would assume I was a guy, but I am a female.

I hear Emelie leave the room and I get up. I hobble to the other side of the room and let myself get readjusted to my prosthetic. I made my way downstairs and made breakfast. I've gotten good over the years since I had to make breakfast for Mom and Emelie since I could reach the counter. I set the plates on the table as they enter the room. They seem to be arguing about something.

"You can't be a hooker!" Mom shouts.

"Why not?" Emelie yells back.

"Because I am not letting any child of mine sell their body!" Mom argues. She mutters, "One I like at least."

Of course, the both of us, me and Emelie, hear her.

"So you'd let Devon sell her body but not me?" Emelie's voice is getting louder and louder.

"Not necessarily because I don't care what she does, but I am not ruining your future." Mom is starting to sound like a chipmunk, her voice is getting so pitchy.

"Guys! Stop arguing and eat your breakfast." I snap at them.

My head was starting to hurt from how loud they were shouting. They both glare at me but they sit down and eat. I go to my room to get changed for the day. After I change, I walk to my job at the newspaper as a photographer. I'm cutting through one of the alleyways that I use as a shortcut when I see two men arguing. Oh god.

"Give me the money now you little shit." The taller man has a dark, demanding aura as he threatens the other man.

"I don't have it sir! I swear I will get it to you to-" He gets cut off when the tall man pulls out a gun and shoots him in the head. I inhale sharply and back up immediately. I barely comprehend the man looking back at me in surprise. I'm already running.

I'm breathing heavily by the time I get to work. I still managed to be early. Probably because I ran here. Once I catch my breath I swing open the door and walk in, like everything was normal and I didn't just see someone get shot in the head. I flop into my chair and get started on editing my photos. When I start working, I tune everything out. I was working for about an hour before someone slammed a Starbucks cup down on my desk.

"Hm?" I look up to see the man from the alleyway seething down at me.

"We have to talk." He growled down at me, his Italian was thick.

"If you want to talk, close the door." I shrink down in my chair, intimidated by his threatening aura. He glares at me but obliges. He takes the seat on the other side of my desk.

"Because of what you saw, I can't have you wandering around." I think his face is permanently unhappy.

"Ok..." I sigh, not liking how this is going. I pick up my Starbucks and swirl the straw around.

"So as from now on, you will be working and living with me." He smirks.

I cough and sputter out. "Excuse me? What about my friends?"

"What about your family?" He raises an eyebrow.

"I couldn't care less about Mom and Emelie." I roll my eyes.

"Well, I am letting you go to your house to let you grab any personal belongings." He says.

"Yes sir," I bow my head and get up. He slides the forgotten drink into the garbage.

He follows behind me, never further than an arm's length away. He follows me up to my room and watches me pack all of my personal items, leaning against the doorframe. I've just finished and was turning to face him when I heard a very annoying voice.

"Devon dear, you didn't tell me you were bringing home a guy. I would've looked more presentable if I knew." Emelie wasn't even trying to hide it.

"Don't worry Emelie, he's just my new boss." I sigh and walk towards the door. The guy moves aside.

"By the way, Devon, I'm Aiden. You should know now that you're

working for me."

I fight the blush forming on my cheeks from the attractive way he said my name. I know he's supposed to be dangerous and stuff, but he is kinda hot. What is wrong with me? I should not be thinking this about my current boss.

"C'mon darling." He says, placing his hand on my shoulder. Emelie looks pissed as Aiden drags me outside.

"Darling?" I whisper-shout at him, annoyed. We were now in the clear of Emelie and Mom hearing but we're out on the sidewalk where anyone can pass by and hear.

"Ah yes that's your new job Devon," he leans in to whisper in my ear. "Pretending to be my girlfriend."