The Mafia Boy

"Long ago, I didn't know my father was in the Mafia business and that my mother was a pureblood woman who's curiosity was strong." I said as I looked at the spy.

"She got involved in some things and met my father. Many people didn't agree with that from my mother's side but she still met him in secret. They had me months later and my mother dies by the hands of a murder who was hired by someone on my mothers side." I turned to the man tied up and smiled.

"They tried to kill me but my grandmother saved me and handed me to my father. My father raised me as his heir and has protected me since. I've learned to harden my heart and to never feel, after all I am the Mafia-"

"boy, your nothing but a stupid boy who can't kill another because he's afraid. Now why don't you let me go and I'll spare your life. I'll even have some fun with you", said the man in his strong German accent as he licked his lips a bit.

"Now that's where your wrong"

The gun was aimed at his head and was fired, but it made no sound. The shell casing fell to the floor with a thud and I turned away with a small smile on my face.