Venom and the Mafia Lord

Curiosity killed a man

All I wanted was a night out with some friends, I need to let off some steam but my day keeps getting better and better. I had a feeling this would happen and so I decided to put makeup but still they recognise me. Hell what was I thinking? Of course they would recognize me, my damn face has been all over the news and social media since I was born.

I'm quick to change my eye colour before she can register their natural one. I try my best to alter my voice but keeping it realistic still. ''I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going''

''It's okay, I thought you where someone else, sorry'' she says moving out of my way. I sigh in relief and make my way out of the powder room but not before I hear Rebekah whispering ''I could have sworn that was Owens, they look so alike''

''Are you ok, boss'' Clayton asks me when I return to our table. ''Yes, I'm fine. Guess who I bumped into?'' I question, I really don't want to talk about her but I need to distract them. ''Ryan Mc Knight?'' ''Addison?'' the ask in unison and I refrain from rolling my eyes. Ryan, really? That goof ball wouldn't come here if his life depended on it. He has always hated Rebekah the reason, I'm not aware.

''No, they are not here anyways. I bumped into Rebekah'' I say. ''Oh mio Dio! Hai ricevuto un autografo?'' Krissy says bouncing in her seat with excitement. ''No I totally forgot, sorry. I'm sure if you go talk to her she'll sign anything for you.'' I answer. ''Uh..I don't want to bother her, I don't think she want fans- "

(Oh my god! Did you get an autograph?)

"Calm down Kriss, she wouldn't be a musician if she didn't want fans, now go" I urge, she takes a deep breath and stands up looking confident but she sits back down and asks "Are you sure?" Honestly? No, no I'm not. Rebekah can be a real b***h and I wish I wasn't sending my girl to her but she wants an something and she should get it.

"Yes, go on" I say and she stands up and walks up to her. "I'm not too sure" I whisper to Clay who chuckles and answers ''I thought as much." We watch their interaction and when Krissy returns with a smile, I thank the heavens. "How did it go?" Clay asks and her answers surprised me to say the least. "She's so nice. I thought she'd be stuck up but no, she even tagged me on i********:. Check it out" she says excitedly.

I take out my phone and open her story and there it was, a picture of both of them with bright smiles on Rebekah's page. We talk some more but when I'm tired of hiding my face everytime Rebekah and her group look my way I say my goodbyes to my two friends and make my way home.

I'm almost home when I hear shouting in an alley. What the hell is up with Italians and alleys?! I try my best to ignore them not wanting to repeat what happened before but with my enhenced hearing I hear everything.

"I don't have the money yet, but I promise I'll have it by Thursday." says one of the man. I can sense his fear in the vibrations of his voice, one of the traits I got when I became..whatever I am.

"That's what you said last week, the boss doesn't like liars" another man say with a thick Italian accent. I walk faster not wanting to hear anymore but using super speed in the streets isn't a great idea. "Frettelo, you know I wouldn't lie to you, there was just a miner set back. Please don't kill me, look I'll meet you back here on Thursdays same time and give you the money, please" he cooes and I hear a g*n shot.

I stop in my tracks, curiosity gnawing at me. I hear the sound of three man laughing and then the threatening one says "He he he, I wouldn't shot a brother, at least not yet. If you don't have my money on Thursdays I'll make sure you die a painfull death. If you play games and don't come, I'll find you and hand you over to the boss. Understand?"

''Sì" the guy says and when I hear the sound of combat boots coming my way, I start walking, really, really fast. I don't care about my speed anymore, I just want to get home which I accomplish five minutes later.

***

"So you're telling me that you were recognised twice or thrice in a week's time?" Addison asks and I nod "Uh..huh"

"And one of those times was by Rebekah? Harvey?" she questions again and I hum "Umm-hmm" I was telling Addison about my night out and I felt like a teenager who went out for the first time and got into trouble. It wasn't so long ago so I can't say I got used to much freedom.

"I won't agrue with you and I can't ground you for being reckless because you're an adult so I'll give you some advice and a make over" she says and I sink into my sit. By advice she means I'm going to lecture and scold you but use long words for you to feel mature.

"Listen to me Jade. You're being awfully irresponsible and there are serious consequences. We're not talking about a night in jail, driving a car into a lake or ruining your family reputation but your life. You could be caught or worse your uncle might find you and God knows what he'll do. I prefer you breathing and not in a body bag by the way. So I suggest you come home straight after work and if you want to go somewhere you can take this-" she says waving car keys in my face.

"Oh my god! Addi, how did you get it?" I ask. These are my car keys, it's a Mercedes AMG GT. My dad bought it for me two months before he died and I have always treasured it like a child.. call me obsessive.

"Oh these babies? I still have a key to your house and your uncle is out of town so... you know." she says making me frown. "What did you do? Michael is out of town? Why did you go without me?!" I ask accusingly. She looks at me quizzically and I correct myself. "Are you trying to say you stole my car? Are you trying to get yourself arrested, talk about reckless!"

"So you don't want to go for a ride?" she questions with a smirk. I contemplate in doing what's right and asking her to return it or go for one last ride and I'm torn.

"Maybe, we can go for one ride before you return it?" I say but it comes out as a questions. "Come on!" she says making her way to the elevator.

"Give me" I request holding my palm out for my babies but she looks at me as if I've grow two heads. "Uh..no. I'm driving. I stoles it I drive it." she says and I stomp around like a spoiled brat. "That's not fair! You can't do that, it's my car!" I whine. "I can and I will, just watch me" she says and I break down. I teary eyes turn to green and black slits as my tantrum turns to silence and my irritation turns to anger. I glower at my friend who was totally ignoring my childishness but her heart rate sped up a bit when my anger surfaced, yet she still stood her ground.

We get to the garage and there he is, my pride, joy and the love of my life, Tracker, my one and not so only car. I run my fingures on the hood and place a kiss on the shiny window at the driver's side. I have never let anyone drive him but I don't seem to have a choice and she already drove all the way here so what's the worst that could happen?

I look inside to and the white leather sits are still spotless and the everything is still clean and tidy just like I left it. "Since Michael is out of town can we go to my old house?" I ask and she shakes her head "No we can't, the security is as tight as ever and we don't want you to be spotted now do we?" she asks and I shake my head.

"You want to drive?" Addi ask and I nod with tears. This was this was the last gift my father gave me and I don't want anyone, not even my best friend driving it. Addison doubles over in laughter and I stare at her incredulously. I'm having a mental break down here and she's laughing? "What the hell do you think is funny?!" I question my eyes glowing brighter. She turns to me and stops laughing immediately.

"I'm sorry Jade but you can't be serious!" she says trying to contain her laughter. "Did I say something funny?" I ask getting even more pissed.

"No sorry. I didn't steal your car. I bought it... technically you bought because I used your money but I got it anyways" she says and I'm super confused. I furrow my eyebrows give her a 'don't f**k with me' look and she elaborates.

"Remember the loan I requested from you? I used that money to buy your car for you when you told me that some kids recognised you earlier this week. Since his familiar with me the process was quick" How could I forget a fifty thousand dollar loan, I granted my friend less than a week ago!

"Wait. Michael sold my car! For a few thousands? God, how I hate that guy!" I yell, I'm about to blow a fuse right now. "No, no. The car wasn't for sell. I went to him and asked if he could let me buy it and since I've been your best friend since diapers he agreed and even gave me a discount. I only did it so that you could have it, consider that loan paid miss" she said and I engulf her in the biggest hug.

"Thank you so much Addi, you don't know how much this means to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you" I say squeezing her and when she starts patting my back rapidly I let her go and apologise. " Oh, super strength, I'm sorry"

"It's fine, here, I was joking I wouldn't drive your dear Tracker if I didn't have to" she says tossing the keys and I catch them glaring at her. "Eh, you really do love that car more than me." she states dramatically and I just roll my eyes opening the door for her. She takes a sit in the passenger's side and I carefully close the door before going to the driver's and sitting in my place.

I'm engulfed by the scent and I can't help but sit back and take a deep breathe, with my enhenced senses it's even better. I love this!

"You're still paying the loan though." I say and Addison turns to me with wide eyes and it's my turn to laugh. "Gotcha!" I say as I ignite the engine and I moan out loud when it roars. "Are you sure you're straight? Is there sexuality for being attracted to cars?" she asks make me laugh. I slowly drive out of the garage and once I'm out I make my engine roar and I hear Addison grumbling about how she should have stayed at home or how I'm going to get us killed and I just smirk. I am a maniac on the road and my driver's licence should have been suspended a long time ago.

Oh my licence! I guess I have to talk to John about that, he probably has connections at the DMV or something.

I drive carefully in the high way, following the speed limit but as soon as I reach my destination I start driving for real. "Is your sit belt secure?" I ask my friend who nods holding on to the door. I make my engine roar once more before tearing through the asphalt at high speed. I have missed this so, so much.

I used to come to this race track with Ryan and John to race every weekend. I always won but they still bet their wallets because they were too proud to lose to a girl. Hell I'm a badass and no one can beat me and my Tracker in any race.

***

"Remind me never to ask you for a ride!" Addison says clutching her chest. We just got back from the race track where I spent an hour free wheeling. I got my tires checked and tank refilled before we came back to our apartment and my baby is as good as new. We also got take out since its too late to start cooking but I don't think poor Addi can eat a thing.

"Do you need something? Water maybe?" I ask with a small smile and she glares at me. "I wasn't even going too fast" I say with a chuckle. "f**k you Jade!" she says and throws herself onto the couch. "Why Is everything spinning?Wait, am I the one spinning? Nothing's spinning is its?" she asks. "Yup, nothing is spin" I answer amused. "Well, I'm just going to chill here for a while"

"Don't you want something to eat?" I asks and her reply is "No" I initiate small talk while I eat but by the time I finished she was already asleep. I carry her to her bedroom, with the help of my new found super strength and tuck her in, before going to shower and sleep myself.

***

Morning comes and I'm already ready for work. I make pancakes for myself and mix up Addison's protein shake for her before going to wake her up. This was out every day routine now and I was totally used to it. Once I wake my roommate up I go back to the kitchen to eat while she showers. Once she's done she grabs her shake and we head out.

"Aren't you taking your car?" she questions and I shake my head. "No, it's too suspicious right now, maybe after a few months worth salary. My fake back ground story doesn't really fit driving a hundred thousand dollar car." I tell her and she nods in agreement. "Fine, I'll pick you up from work." she state but I don't want to disrupt her schedule. "No, there's no need. I'll ask Clayton or Krissy to drop me off after work, you're training Mrs Hartley today anyways." I say and she mouths ''oh s**t'' before taking out her phone to check her calendar.

"Give me, you're driving" I point out snatching her phone form her hand. I open today's schedule and read it to her. I finish just as we arrive at the restaurant and I say my goodbyes and go straight to my office.

***

I'm concentrating on my work when a knock sounds on my office door. "Come in" I holler and a distressed Clayton enters, I frown surprised that he knocked and curious about his panicked state.

"Hello, is anything the matter?" I ask and he nods taking a sit in my visitors' chair. "Uh.... table five was booked for a birthday celebration and they ordered a 'nut-free choclate & almond cream cake' and now they are requesting a refund because the cake has almonds'' he explains with a sigh. I almost c***k up at how absurd the order was but I manage to keep my serious expression.

''Tourist?'' I ask and he nods. ''Send them in.'' I say with a sigh and he exits my office. A few minutes later an American American guy about 6'5 tall with blue eyes and blonde hair enters my office. I stand up to greet him not forgetting to offer him a polite smile. ''Jade Ow-'' I clear my throat to cover up my mistake and start again ''Jade Richards, manager'' I say extending my hand for him to shake. He quickly shakes it introducing himself as 'Cameron Toll'

''Nice to meet you Mr Toll, please take a sit'' I say motioning to one of the visitor's chairs. ''Thank you'' He politely says before sitting. ''What may be the problem sir and how may I help you?'' I ask activating my English accent for him to feel a bit comfortable.

''I ordered a nut-free cake for my sons' birthday but the cake has almonds in it and I want a refund'' he answers going straight to the point. ''When was your reservation and order made?'' I question checking my laptop. ''On the fifteenth'' he answers. That was last week Monday and the records show all the information needed, from what time he enter to when he left. These records are kept for security and cases such as this one.

''What cake did you order sir?'' I question and in a forged Italian accent he confidently answers ''I ordered a crema di mandorle e cioccolate and I asked for it to be nut-free.''

Unfortunately I have to poke at his ego because these tourists should just ask for a translator or an english menu if they don't know a language. They always do this and it's quite tiring. '' You used and Italian menu?'' I ask and he nods. ''Mr Toll, I'm sorry to say but you got what you ordered. In english that's a Almond& Chocolate cream cake'' I state and the look of pure disgust that he wears is comical. I had to do everything in my power to stop myself from laughing.

''We can have that cake changed but it would take a quarter hour to get it and will cost €50.'' I say and he nods. ''Ok, could you get me a chocolate truffle cake, please'' He requests and I nod. '' You'll have it in fifteen minutes and a word of advice Mr Toll? If you're not familiar with a language ask for a translator or at least an english menu'' I say and he scrowls at me but nods before exiting my office.

I call Clayton and send him to buy the cake at a near by bakery and they had their cake ten minutes tops and they left as happy as they came probably even happier.

***

I walking home with Krissy who moved in a few blocks from my apartment last week. When we hear shouting in the alley. I already know it the guys from last week and that it's going to be nasty. I urge Krissy to keep going but curiosity over comes her and I can't leave her alone. What she doesn't know is that curiosity killed a cat and in my case killed a man.

''Kriss, we have to go!'' I whisper harshly but she shushes me ''Shh if you keep talking they'll catch us.'' She tiptoes closer to the edge of the alley wall to watch whats going on and there is no point in arguing that will only get us caught. I swear this damned city hates me! What did I ever do to deserve such punishment!?!

''I told you not to play games, man but you never listen. Are you trying to get me killed, what was I supposed to do? Walk up to the boss with a bag of papers, huh? I gave you enough time and now I'm not going to suffer for you!'' the threatening guy says pointing a g*n to the other's head. The are two more guys who are standing back watching the scene.

''Please, don't do something you'll regret later'' the frightened guy begs with a shaky voice. ''I regret not killing you the moment to lied!'' the guy says pulling the trigger a shooting the other right between the eyes.

A shrill scream sounds in the alley and I totally tense up. At first I thought it was me but the stiff body besides proves me wrong.

Damn Krissy!

I grab her by the arm and start running but she's too slow to keep up. I can hear the guys chasing after us so I toss her onto my should like a sack of potatoes and with my super speed I race off into an even darker street but I can see everything clearly as if it was day light. Not knowing what to do when I reach a dead end, I hide a passed out Krissy behind a large trash can and leave my phone with her so she can call Addison if they kill me. She's not going to be happy when she wakes up but it's better than being killed.

''This way, they went this way!'' the threatening guy says pointing to my direction from the opening of the road. I contemplated using my powers but if they catch me I'll be in deep trouble and I don't want to be used as a genie pig. I try to hide in a corner but far from where Kriss is just incase they notice me.

I stick myself to the wall like a leech but I touch something fuzzy and squirmy making me jump. I turn to see a rat and I let out a squeak and the three man notice me. They rush to me at the same time and I have nowhere to run where I can escape without a gunshot wound so I stay put.

''Where is your little friend?'' the one that seem to be incharge questions but I'm too scared to answer. All I can think about or concentrate on is the g*n pointed to my head. ''Answer me!'' he yells making me cringe at the noise, my poor ears, they were still ringing from the earlier gunshot. ''I don't know who you're talking about'' I say praying to God that Kriss remains unconscious at least until they are gone.

The men are surprised by my confident reply and one says ''Maybe she's from Ramiro's g**g, I think we should inform the boss'' and they all agree. The one with the g*n calls their so called boss not ever taking his eyes of me. ''Hello, uh..yes the job is done.''

''Good you have the rest of the week off''

''We have a problem, a girl saw us and we think she's from Ramiro's g**g''

''What! Scratch that. Bring her here and I will deal with her.'' the boss order and I feel the blood draining from my face.

''Sì''

Bloody Hell!