Mafia Hearts |18+|

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I don't think I've ever wanted to slap Oakley this bad.

Why the hell are we standing infront of a sex club?

Two guards stand infront of the doors, muscles popping out everywhere, ready to kick anyone out.

"Sup Moni" Eli bumps the first big guy's arm making him glare down at him "Eli" he nods at him.

Oakley met Eli at a club, she got drunk and some guy wanted to take her home with him, Eli was there, he beat up the guy and took Oakley back to our house, he even wrote his number on her palm.

Oh and he's the youngest son of the Mexican mafia's Don.

Entering the club, I almost gag at the smell of sweaty bodies, alcohol, cigarettes and sex.

I take a deep breath and walk through dancing bodies until we reach a bar stool.

The club's design is breathtaking

Oakley orders drinks while I look around, some people are making out in corners, a guy is eating a girl out while a different guy is going in him from behind.

What-

Oh god.

My eyes widen at the sight and I quickly look away.

Eli wraps his arms around Oakley whispering things in her ears while she giggles and leans into him.

I sigh and look for my brothers to find them both sitting at a couch with four girls all over them.

"Look at this ass" A voice whispers in my ear squeezing my butt making me gasp and get up from my seat.

"What the fuck?!" I push him, grab his hand and twist his wrist pushing it behind his neck.

"Touch me again and I'll fucking murder you" my foot hits the area between his legs making him groan and step back away from me.

"Uncle Reg has been teaching you well" Oaks chuckles dancing on Eli, I take gulps of the alcohol in my hand.

I feel eyes burning the back of my head, my neck moves to the side to see him sitting on a couch with a blond between his legs sucking him off.

The sight makes me want to puke, but he looks hotter than the last time I saw him, how is that even possible?

Tattoos cover his arms, his neck, some going under his ear, his hair is dark sitting on his forehead.

A cigarette sits between his lips, his cyan eyes fixed on me.

I gulp and look away distracting myself by watching Oaks and Eli dance together, Mike would kill me if he knew I was here.

I freeze in my place when I inhale a scent of that certain cologne.

"I wonder what your father's going to say when he knows which club you're in right now" his deep husky voice whispers in my ear.

"He won't care" I mumble ignoring the fact that he's right beside me.

"You sure? He's one call away-"

"What do you want?" I turn around facing him, he's too close, he takes a step back.

"Wanna know why you're at my club" he takes a drink from the bartender.