"Okay take care of yourself for me will you?", I say hugging Jon. He is such an easy going person who no one could be mad at for so long.
"Hey Alan, take care of dad for us okay?", I say fighting the urge not to cry.
He nods, biting his lips too, in an attempt to hold back the tears.
"But who will look after me?", he asks allowing the tears flow freely now. Ah. Such a cry baby!. I pull him in and give him a very tight hug.
"I love you brother bear", I say pecking him on the cheeks.
"I love you more baby bear", he says pecking me back.
"All passengers going to Rome, please board the plane, it will take off soon!", the shrill voice of the flight attendant announces through the mic.
"Before you go, have this!", Alan says before handing me a black chain.
"Goodbye!", I say for the last time as I board the plane. While safely in, I put on the chain and clutch it tightly.
This is not the first time I fly away from home on a mission but the first time without Alan's accompaniment. Jon had sent me on just one mission and that was to dupe Dennis off his money and cut him into shreds. But I have added one more mission to the list. And that is to kill Jay Black.
What do I really expect when I come across this supposed "most revered Mafia"?
I expect one who is 6ft 5inches tall, muscular and well built with a tattoo drawn all over his right hand alone and an oblong shaped face with eyes that demands respect without killing. A straight, long, jet black hair and light skinned since he was in Rome. But of all my expectations, I expect him to be merciless and brutal. But why am I thinking these things, sounding like I have met him before!.
Alan had informed me that Jay's driver who goes by the name Pius, will pick me up from the airport and take me straight to Jay's house.
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Woah! That was one heck of a journey! I think to myself as I disembarked the plane.
I move straight to the tarmac, just like Alan had asked me to and just like he had said, I was met with a short, chubby, middle aged man that has a bald head.
"Are you Jemima Valerian?", he asked with a Latin accent, oblivious to the fact that I can literally end his life with a little twig to his fat neck.
I just nod and put on my dark shades. The sun was damn scorching! I just hope my pale skin won't be burnt by the sun.
I take my position in the back of the seat and soon I find myself dozing off.
"We're here madam!", Pius said waking me up.
"Yeah whatever! Just show me to my room, I don't want to see your boss", I say rudely just too rudely than I initially intended.
"Just spare me two minutes ma'am, so I can get your..."
"Then be quick already!", I whisper/yell at poor Pius.
Just take a look at his house...
...Surrounded by nature.
I fight the urge not to gawk or stare too much. Even though our house is so much finer, bigger and better, his house is cool...
...I'll make sure to notify Alan to plant more flowers around the surroundings.
"Let's go in ma'am", Pius says bringing me out of my thoughts.
"I'll leave now, just sit on the couch over there and someone will come to show you to your room", he says rushing out of the room.
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Betrayed By My Own
Abenteuer"The sight has my insides twist in a tight knot. His jet black hair that touches his shoulder, his defined abs and chest bulging through his shirt, his all too glorious tattoo. And his well shaved beards. I have no fears, I have no limits and I cert...
