The Mafia King

Chapter 43

Songs for this chapter:

Dark Times by The Weeknd ft Ed Sheeran

Fools by Troye Sivan

Justin's POV

I held the metal object in my hand as an ear piercing scream erupted from Rose's mouth as Garrett dropped to the floor.

The impact of my bullet hitting him in the chest was enough to knock him to the floor instantly.

Everything had suddenly turned into a blur as I realised what I had just done in front of my girlfriend, someone I had always wanted to prevent from knowing my life.

Everything came into perspective as Garrett's men bolted through the woods not staying for one second to be shot down as well.

My men stood to the side of me lowering their guns sending a sad expression towards Rose. I refused to turn my head to look at Rose but her reaction was loud and clear to what had just happened.

"He's fucking dead! He's fucking dead! You just killed someone..oh my god..you just killed someone!" Rose was finding it hard to speak as both her hands clutched her head trying to comprehend what just happened.

I reached my hand out to her for comfort but she stepped away stumbling backwards over some sticks.

Rose lost her balance falling to the ground before scurrying back away from me, her mouth opened and closed as she tried to find words to say. "I'm going to be sick" Rose commented as tears fell freely down her cheeks staining her make up.

Rose turned to her side retching slightly as if she was about to be sick, I couldn't bear to watch her in this state.

I bent down at her side pressing my hand onto her back as she was sick onto the dirty ground below us.

As she finished puking she smacked my arm away from her, I had never seen such fear in her eyes until she looked at me.

Her eyes were red and sore from crying, she looked utterly lost and scared. As if she didn't know who I was.

I had always feared it would be this way if she ever found out, but I never would of bargained she would have to witness me killing somebody.

I turned to Garrett's body that was being lifted by Harley and Chaz, his face had turned stone cold, his eyes still open. Red blood dripped from his body and to the leaves below.

Rose hugged her body, shaking from shock and probably the cold air of Canada. I turned to Ryan who sadly watched Rose as she tried her best to stay as far away from me as possible.

I never should of even let this happen, I should've left her alone the first time I saw her in my Casino.

"Tell me what you are!" I suddenly heard Rose demand as she shakily made her way to her feet, with the help of a tree next to her.

My eyebrows furrowed together as her eyes flicked to the gun still in my hand. I felt dirty as she stared at me with pure disgust.

I placed the gun back into the waistband of my trousers still not speaking a word.

"God help me Justin Bieber, if you don't tell me what's going on- you fucking killed someone!" Rose ran her hands over her face still panicking, like any normal person would.

But to me it's my life, it's my job. I'm the Mafia King and it's my sport.

"Baby, please can we get you home and washed-" I tried to beg her to come home with me before we got into anymore detail about who I really am and what I do.