Muscled Mafia Love {manxman}

Chapitre Neuf.

Salma Hayek as Nikari Yuda

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Muscled Mafia Love: Chapitre Neuf

I couldn't let that kiss bother me.

Maybe it was just the heat of the moment and we were both feeling hot and needy.

I mean for god sakes, I kissed a guy! I didn't even know him to begin with. I didn't know his right eye from his left and I didn't know shit about his life other than his name was John Cavanaugh, the right hand man of Raymundo Vega.

Bad, bad, bad Demetrios.

But  I can't even deny that I felt something from that kiss, the intense heat that passed from his lips to mine and how he grabbed me so possessively; it had me leaking in my pants and I finally figured out what a cold shower was that night.

But it was just a kiss and it wouldn't happen again.

I twisted the silencer onto the barrel of the gun and smirked as I heard whistling coming down the dark hall, the only light being in the dark glimmer of my eyes. I was on a mission to kill. It had been hard getting into this big mansion when there were so many guards around, but I couldn't be the right hand man of the most feared mafia boss if I couldn't sneak past a bunch of little ants, could I?

Well, that's what those little ants thought when they laid eyes on me. Too bad I took them out one by one before they could alert their boss of my presence.

Who was this boss anyway? He was Kuon J. Casiraghi, the head of the Parisian mafia stationed in Paris, France and he had been here to oversee his underlings assassinate the famous Ramone Vega so he could take over and expand his branch, ultimately taking over the world. He was a corrupt man who didn't care about the feelings of his people, let alone ours. Ramone was a fearful man but that didn't mean he didn't have a conscience.

Kuon J. Casiraghi was a man with no sense of morality and I was here to take him out, one way or another.

I tiptoed down the hall where I heard the many snores of people. I was not going to kill anyone who didn't matter in this mission. The only man that was meeting death was Casiraghi and anyone who tried to interfere. From my PTS, or my Person Tracking Service, I could tell him that he was in the last room on the right.

As I crept down the hall, I couldn't help but think about how Ramone was acting so weird a couple of days ago. He literally cornered me in a room and after that day, I had to fight the need to punch him.

"What are you doing, Ramone?" I asked, watching as he locked the door before turning around to face me and I gulped at the look on his face. "I want to ask you a question and I want you to be honest." He stated and I nodded, not understanding. "What is your family life like?" He asked and I furrowed my eyes in confusion but still answered the question.

"I'm only close to my mother and not to my father, nor my sister or brother." I said and he tilted his head. "Why?" He questioned and I sighed. "It's just a family thing." He nodded, but I knew he wasn't pleased with the answer and he continued to walk towards me. "But family is everything." He said and I shook my head.

"Not in this case."

Then it went quiet, the only thing being heard was the sound of my blood rushing through my head. He stared at me and I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Are they the reasons why you refuse to be near me?" I snapped my eyes up to him and gritted my teeth, wondering why he would ask such a question. "No." I barked out but he wasn't done. "Then are they the reasons you cry yourself to sleep every night?"