Mafia Prisoner

Ch. 83 - Too Far

Niko POV

Randy, Paul, and I arrived in Vegas by the late afternoon and I couldn't wait to get this over with. I had a long plan to cut off every one of his fingers, then peel his skin off his arms, then finally, leave him tied up as he bled out. Now I just wanted to walk in and put a bullet in his head so I could get back to Vivian.

That fucking body was calling me every second of the day. I think I have a chance of taking it and I was here with this bullshit.

I had to be the one to end him though. The families needed to understand that I was the Capo and I didn't take any orders or demands. Well, unless it was Viv giving them. Then I'll happily fulfill her every request. Especially in bed. Would she want me to take her to bed?

"Capo!" Paul spoke my name in anger. My eyes stoned to pure evil as I faced him. "Sorry, boss. You were just standing there. The car is here." Paul coward down to my cold glare.

"Let's get this over with." Was all I could say as I got in the car. Fuck, I really needed to get my head straight.

I walked into Anthony's office without a single emotion in my body. He was surprised to see me and knew what was coming. He pleaded with me to spare his life. He swore that he didn't play any part in my parent's death or that he ever helped the Grasso's. I didn't believe a word from his mouth though.

It didn't matter either way. He wanted Viv tortured, enslaved, and probably dead. I would never let him live simply because protecting Vivian was my main purpose in life now.

Paul happily ended his life, renewing a bond we lost a long time ago. He looked differently at me now and I knew he was trying to see the good in me, at least the good I could be to Viv.

"Why don't you have a... partner?" I asked Paul on our ride back to the hotel.

"Partner? If you want me to find an assistant I can. Is there something I'm lacking in as your third?"

I chuckled at his confusion. "I mean lover."

"Oh! I guess I just didn't want to bring him any trouble."

"So, you do have someone?" I asked with a giddy smile. God, Viv was turning me into a school girl fishing for the gossip.

"I do, but I don't want to talk about it." Paul tensed as he looked out the window. I wasn't sure why he was so upset.

"I need someone to take over Chicago." I blurted out. "And Vegas come to think about it."

"Who do you have in mind?" Paul turned to me, relaxing now that I changed the subject.

"You!"

"Me? I'm honored." Paul responded with hesitation. It was a great honor to be the head of a territory, yet he didn't seem to want it.

"You can take whoever you want as a lover. I don't care about that shit as long as my territories are thriving. Do you want Chicago?" I asked annoyed he wasn't jumping at the opportunity.

"Could I stay in New York until V leaves?" He asked not meeting my eyes. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. Paul would give up his own territory to protect my temptress.

"What if she wants to stay?"

"Then I would ask to stay too." This time he faced me, showing all the concern on his face. He feared for her safety and I didn't blame him.

"If Viv wants you to stay then my order would be for you stay. I won't hurt her again though, Paul. You have my vow on that. Viv comes before all else and the families can kiss my ass if they think any different."