The Lies Of A Mafia

Chapter 7

Music can be heard from the outside of the tall, modern building. Aradia and I look at each other with small smirks plastered on our faces, as we walk past the long queue of waiting people. Some of them start yelling at us, but we don't really care about their profound hurt feelings. The bouncer steps out in front of us with a bored face.

      "Get back in line ladies," he nods towards the back of the line, which is starting to go around the corner of the building.

Aradia looks at me with a beginning smirk on her crimson red lips. She takes a step in front of me, as she smiles up at him with her head tilted to the right.

     "Listen here buddy, we need to get in right now, and I am not taking a no for an answer." Her voice is neutral yet every edge of her words is tinted with ice, forcing the man to wrinkle his nose at her sudden cold appearance.

     "I am sorry ma'am, but I can not let you guys in, please go to the back of the line." He looks down unto Aradia and I start to go up towards her, but she sees me in her epiral vision beforehand and lifts her hand in my direction in order for me to stop. I step back down and let her handle this. She takes another step closer to the bouncer, closing every inch of space between them before she pulls him down towards her ear in one move. She whispers something in his ear that I can't hear, but the look on his face makes me happy that I can't.

     "I deeply apologize mrs. Marino. Of course you and Mrs. Jeon can come in!" He quickly steps aside and lets us pass. Aradia laughs while she takes my hand and together we walk into the party. The smell of a hundred different liquids, both sweet and sour, fills the room and dances its way to our nostrils, making me crinkle my nose. The fogged smoke makes it difficult to see through as the bitter taste encapsulates my lungs, so I can almost lick the smoke off my lips. The music is way louder than outside, the bass radiating through our skulls and beating our whole body with its rhythm, but it makes everything so much better. 

The adrenaline is pumping through my veins with euphoriants as Aradia and I slowly make our way towards the bar. People are dancing their hearts out, but Aradia and I just look at each other and smile, we both know what really happens here on a normal day, but we usually don't go in here. A waiter hands us a couple of drinks and we look at him with a confused look. He points towards a man that looks a little bit older than Vathek. He smiles at us with a creeply, sweet smile, but we both quickly identify him as being one of the workers for one of other underground mafias. We take the drink and smile at him, making sure we look like innocent girls, even though it is only for the show. No one knows that Aradia is a part of the Korean mafia, and that I am even a part of that life. The chances that this lowlife even knows about the Southern Mafia is non-existent.

After a couple of drinks Aradia looks at me with a big smile. We both know that we are far from drunk, but we will still have a little time before we have to bring in the lowlife. Before I even can blink, Aradia drags me out to the crowded dance floor where everybody is dancing skin against skin with no place to breathe. Aradia pushes herself through the crowd and glares at every girl who comments on her demanding action. I roll my eyes and a laugh escapes my lips as she stops and spins me around. The music is filling my body with energy, as I let my hips move to the rhythm. I close my eyes and tilt my head backwards as I let the music take control of my body, completely surrendering to its force. A smirk curls on the edge of my lips when I can feel the burning glares from jealous girls, which stands in a bittersweet contrast to the lust filled glances from the men around me. I slowly open my eyes at the touch of a hand around my waist, shortly looking over my shoulder to identify who the person is. My smile grows bigger when it is one of the men from the underground mafia, but not the man who had paid for our drinks. I tilt my head to give him space to plant wet kisses across my skin on the shoulder, pushing myself closer to him as the music drums in my ears.

Aradia is occupied with another man who is enjoying every curve of her body, while the rest of the hungry men are standing around them, waiting for their chance to get a taste of the Italian sweetness. I move my gaze back to the man who paid for our drinks and lock eye contact with him. His light brown eyes stand in contrast with my dark eyes, his jaw sharp and lips full, as he is sitting leaned back with one hand in between his legs on the chair. He lifts his eyebrow when detecting my scrutinizing of him but I only crinkle my nose in response to indicate that I'm anticipating in this game we're playing through unspoken words. I push myself closer to the man behind me and lift my right hand up in the air to emphasize the sexual sphere between us, causing him to clench his teeth so his jaw tenses. A giggle finds its way through my throat as the man behind me suddenly takes a grip on my waist and pulls me even closer to his sweaty body, tipping the man who paid for our drinks over the edge, as he stands up before walking over to me with his eyes only focused on my eyes.

      "I don't think she likes your filthy hands on her body," his deep tone radiates through my skull, as the man behind me stops moving at his announcement. Suddenly his gaze drops to the ground and fear is evident in every corner of his body. I tilt my head to the right and observe the scene before my eyes, enjoying the upcoming show.

      "Sorry, sir, I didn't think you wanted her," the scared man begins to explain, every word hurriedly expressed. He slowly lets go of my waist and backs up, the man walks over with a small smirk. The guy that I was dancing with quickly scrambles away with the look of a hurt puppy. I let out a breathless laugh, while the man in front of me put his hands on my hips, to pull me closer to him. "What are you pretty girls doing here all alone? There are many bad men in this place that would love to take advantage of girls like you." He looks down with an almost innocent look. I smile a small, innocent smile, that would normally leave men weak in their knees. I take a small second to look over at Aradia, she is dancing with another man, who looks at her with big puppy eyes. Aradia looks over at me and we lock eye contact for a few seconds, but it is all that we need to know, that now is our chance.

I lean towards him and my bright smile turns into a smaller one. "I think we will take the chances, you never know who the small, pretty girls are." He laughs and pulls me closer to him,            "Awe my small little one, that was the funniest part of the whole night, no small girl like you can do anything." I tilt my head to the side and smile, I tip toe up towards his left ear. My lips almost touch his soft skin.

       "I think we have a better chance of surviving than you have my friend. Lagras wants to speak to you, so I would suggest that you walk out with me and my girlfriend nicely and calmly. With. out. A fight." The man hold on to me tight for a split second, before he lets me loose. He looks around with a frightened look, I can see that he is looking for a way out, but behind him Ara steps up and puts a hand on his lower back. "There is no way out of this, lets just walk out of here and you wont make Lagras mad." I look at her with a 'really dude' look, but I laugh and shake my head. "Come on, lets go I want to get this over with."

We walk out with the man in between us, so it looks like he just won the jackpot. We get him into our car, and we lock the door after us, so he can't escape. Ara leans back in the seat and smiles, while I turn on the car, and we drive the short drive home.