Mischief

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human trafficking

I was in the living room, watching at Jay wearing black clothes such as black leather jacket with a black shit and black jeans— everything black while Luca was wearing his black military uniform composed of a long sleeved black compressed shirt and bulletproof jacket, armed with rifles and cargo pants that had small knives on each pockets with tactical boots.

"Doesn't it feel heavy to carry these?" I asked to Luca who glanced at me as he pulled down the neck gaiter from his mouth.

"Annoying to carry these but with training you get used to it." He shrugged and wore the glasses on the top of his head.

They were going to dismantle a human traffic ring that they found one, which belonged to Hector. Roman and Jay teamed up to hack the building cameras and system since they are expert in hacking.

"Manelle, you need to make a small speech to encourage us." Luca urged me to stand up and give them a speech of encouragement. I frowned knowing that it's the official Madam position to handle those tasks.

The 9 men who were present in this room, looked at me blankly and I blinked my eyes. Not knowing what I was supposed to say, I cleared my throat and rummaged my head to find some words.

"Huh, good luck and I hope you won't die but if you do then you will labeled as an hero that sacrificed his life and, uh, I hope you will succeed on dismantling the sex trade ring." I hesitated on saying some words, the men didn't say anything after my horrible speech. I wasn't the perfect person to do public speaking, it stressed me a lot but I know those men since I trained most of them.

I really hoped they won't die but then they are in the mafia.

"That was so bad, baby." A chuckled echoed behind me as I turned around, Roman leaned against the wall with the uniform that made him extremely handsome.

When he fucked my mouth, I couldn't forget the taste and the moment. It anchored in my head, I loved how I made him groan and moan, I liked the moment when I dominated him with my mouth.

It made me feel alive.

Roman in this uniform, made his presence more known to everyone. He was wearing a black cap that hid his dark brown hair and a big rifle that was strapped against his bulletproof jacket, he wore a black compressed short sleeved shirt showing off his tattoos and the one that represents the mafia symbol.

A wing with the word vitale on his right hand. His surname meant life.

"In macchina. Voglio parlare con mia moglie." He commanded the men, coldly in the foreign language. (In the car, now. I want to talk to my wife)

"Capito." The men replied and bowed down before exiting the mansion one by one, some of them holding duffel bags.

"See you soon, princess." Luca winked at me and gave a nod to his cousin following the henchmen, same for Jay who smiled at me and walked out of the mansion.

"You were in absolute obligation to humiliate me in front of your henchmen?" I raised an eyebrow at him, completely pissed at his comments.

He boomed in laughter, a sexy hot laugh came out of his mouth. "Yeah, I had too."

"Then, I hope you will die fucker." I spat out and his mouth turned into a straight line, reminding me to behave.