Mafias New Toy

Meeting Him....

Jamie's pov:

I was walking down a road late at night from a tiering day at work. I had to work night shifts this week at "wild lions pub" because Danny (my coworker/ bestfriend) was at his sisters wedding in Maldives.

I was almost home and I turnt the corner and walked down my street I hear a noise come from an alley a couple blocks from my house. It sounded like a man groaning in pain so I walked over to the alley and I see a man sitting against the red brick wall. I got closer to see what happend and I open my mouth to ask if he was ok but he then faints and I see that he is bleeding pretty badly!

I grab him and pull him onto my back. God He Is Heavy!!! I take him to my house and placed him on my bed. He needed medic attention right away so I pick up my phone and as I was about to call 911 he grabs me. His dark Hazel almost black eyes peirce through me. "Put the phone.... DOWN!" His raspy but low voice managing to speak through his deep and im guessing painfull breaths. I put the phone down instantly.

His black straight hair looks like it it was gelled back before is now a mess. He is wearing a suit that shows his muscle and abs underneath with a nice, expencive looking dress shoes on his feet. He unbottens his shirt reviling what is underneath and i could feel that I went redder than a tomato because my face was feeling really heated at the moment. I didn't relize I was staring until he says in a low domonant voice "STOP STARING! and go get me a medical kit".

I don't move I'm frozen in place as I spot the gun he has in his suit pants. I gulp as I start to feel really scared. Then I take a closer look at his face, I didn't rlly gat a good look earlier because I was focused on his wound and his powerful looking ripped ass abs. I recernize him from the news on my TV, but who is he?

OH SHIT!!! He's the worlds most wanted and feard mafia boss of the underworld 'xander black-wood vega'. I ran into the kitchen as fast as I can and struggle to get the back door key that was on top of the shelfs. I'm in so much fucking trouble right now, I can't reach the back door key I put next to the medical kit "God!! Why did I put it on the top shelf!?" I wisper shout to myself.

A hand reached over my sholder and grabs the kit. I can feel a warm breath on the back of my neck. I turn around and I am face to face with him. He puts the key inside his pockets and his arms land beside me on top of the counter so I can't get out from where I'm standing to grab my phone. I really wanted to call the cops and run out the back whilst he was cleaning and dressing his wound but I think he figured that out. "H....hi s-sir" I manage to stutter out with a shaky breath.

"Your not going anywhere ....boy" he says in a low voice.