Mafia Queen

Chapter 4 - The boss

He gives me a reassuring smile and leads me out of the car. I was welcome by a warehouse that seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. Fear swarms my body but I refused to let it show. I cautiously walk right next to the guy standing next to me. Although I just met him I trust he wouldn't hurt me but there is one question that has been repeating in my mind. "What's you name?" "Malcom, what's yours?" "Alexis" "I like that name" he says with a smile. I smile and walk with a little more confidence than I previously had. After about 5 minutes we finally get to a door. Malcom knocks on the door before entering. He slowly opens the door and peers in before opening it any wider. I look around me and realise that in those few seconds I could've easily gotten away from him, but he has been so nice to me I didn't really want to. "Alexis is here." "Who the fuck is Alexis" I see Malcom roll his eyes before he answers "the girl from the dumpster." I peer in just next to Malcom and see his face. He is very, very good looking and I get lost in his sky blue eyes. They pierce mine but I couldn't seem to be able to look away. He slightly moves and my eyes trail from his eyes to his body. He has perfect muscles and abs that almost break through his white shirt. My eyes trail from his body back to face and see his perfectly sculpted face and slightly messy black hair. I could look at him all day if it wasn't for him to notice me observing his outline. His face has no expressions at all, even when he's talking. "Roll your damn eyes at me again I fucking dare you!" Malcolm's face turns from a smile to a kind of worried look back to a smile. "You wouldn't do anything too rational to your bestie now would you, you little softie?!" He started laughing but as much as I wanted to I tried to keep my face as straight as I could but unfortunately for me, it quickly turned to a smile. His bosses face looked straight and unamused but as I looked into his eyes again, it was for a different reason, I wanted to see even just a slight emotion. I stare at his eyes and notice his eyes have slightly widened showing he did find some humour in his friend.they must be very close if Malcom can get him to smile. "So Alexis..." Malcom moves so I can walk into the room the Malcom closes the door. Fear was flooding me but I tried my hardest to hide it. Malcolm's boss seemed to notice I was scared because he softened his stare. It didn't help much but it was enough for the lump in my throat to disappear enough for me to talk. I take a deep breath whilst closing my eyes. As I open them I focused on what he was saying. "I know you saw my men kill that man..." I nodded. I haven't really gotten over it but I'm going to have to as I have bigger problems on my plate. "Do you have any family?" I knew I would have to explain my answer "it's complicated" his stare hardens again "how so?" I take another deep breath "they don't exactly like me, you see they were very, very abusive and beat me often and they also forced me to look like a model but starving me, making me workout on an empty stomach, forcing me to wear hair extensions, forcing me to wear makeup and fake nails that hurt my fingers so much I've gotten used to the pain. They give me fake tans and buy me expensive clothes that are incredibly uncomfortable." "Sounds like every girls dream?!" I sigh "I wouldn't know why, it's incredibly time consuming and I feel like I'm just hiding the real me. The makeup is mainly to hide the bruises and so is the fake tan. The rest is to carry on the act but I really hate it! I want to wear shorts and shirts or something comfortable. I don't know it just isn't me and I feel like if I don't wear it everyone will judge me" he frowns and seems like he doesn't know what to say. "You don't have to say anything don't worry!" I reassure him. "I'm sorry that happened to you! How did you end up at that dumpster?" "I got beaten really, really badly from my step father and couldn't move so I thought it was about time to leave." "Step father?" "My father died when I was younger, my mother blames me for his death which is why I get beaten everyday. She was very kind to before he died." "I'm happy you shared that with me from the start, many people won't tell me and it gets very frustrating." "Boss is she staying here?" Malcom asked. "Where else would she stay?" "Your house?" HIS HOUSE!!! I don't really want to go to a criminals house but I suppose I don't really get a say in anything and I also wouldn't want to stay here. I look at him and he seems to be in a deep thought. I turn to Malcom and he gives me a reassuring smile. "You won't be alone there, I never leave that place unless I'm here." He whispered to not interrupt his bosses thoughts. "Get the car and take her to the spare room." "Which one?" "Whichever one she wants." How many does he have? I thought. I follow Malcom and we get in the car. He's speeds off to his bosses house. I'm nervous but excited to see his house.

Sorry I'm not very good at uploading regularly but I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! In this chapter we met the big boss and he instantly had a soft spot for us which is always a positive! We still don't know what type of work he does and we are now moving into his new house! Will there be any problems at the house? What about Alexis parents? Will Malcom's boss retaliate negatively? And what the hell is that guys name? Find everything out in the next few chapters! Bye guys! X