Unfortunate Encounter With A Mafia Boss

He Doesn't Forgive Betrayers

Inside a well-furnished room, a man was seen lying naked beside a woman, and without a word, you would already know what transpired between them overnight. The man stirred from sleep and his hands grasped the girl's breast as he squeezed hard, making the girl moan from her sleep and that turns him on.

"My bitch.” The man called, getting up and as he wanted to thrust into her again, but the faces he met in the room surprised him. “Boss!” he called, and his expression held fear, and not just any fear but fear of death. The man who was in front of him was death, himself.

“You are finally awake. I thought I was going to wait all day, but I am glad I waited,” the man says leisurely, playing with the gun in his hands and the man beside him gulps in fear.

He waited for him to wake up. The naked man gulped in fear.

“I am sure you had a good night, Berry because this might be your last depending on how you answered me?” he asked, and the man nodded his head vigorously. He looked outside the room wondering where the men he put on guard were, and it was like the man read his mind.

"I took care of them,” that was his curt answer. “So now back to business where are my goods,” the man says standing up from the couch he was sitting walking towards.

The man was none other than Logan, Logan Craig.

The heartless and ruthless mafia boss created one of the most feared mafia gangs in the country. Just the mention of his name would send shivers to the souls of many. Logan was a breathtaking handsome Adonis that said little about his type of work and would make you pass him as a model on the runway, the same look that had sent some to their graves.

Dressed in a corporate 3 gray piece suit that fitted his muscular frame, making him look like a son of the conglomerate. His misty green eyes complimented his face and stood out among his features, his eyes that could make you drown in them like a spell. The perfect jawline that was scattered with a fine mustache, which gave him a manly compliment to his delicate trait.

“Boss, I can explain,” the man said, looking around his room. He suddenly leaped to a drawer, but that was a wrong move. “Bang,” the sound of a gunshot filled the air, and the girl on the bed jolted out of sleep in fear. “Ahh!” A loud shriek filled the air as Berry looked at his shot hand.

"You know me too well to try to play dirty, and now you wake the sleeping beauty, tsk tsk!” Logan whistled, and the girl gulped in fear, looking at the men in the room. “I am going to ask you again, Berry, and if you answered wrongly, the bullet is piercing your brain this time. Where are my goods?”

“I am so sorry Logan, it was not my intention to steal from you, it's just George,” Berry says grunting in pain. Logan looked at the man grunting in pain and felt nothing at all, but instead, he felt angry. How could a fool and a blabbermouth like this steal from him?

He was infuriated, but he didn't let his expressions show a little bit, he knew better. “So, where are the goods now?” Logan asked in a rather calm but cold voice, but his men knew those tactics well. It was calm before the storm.

“I don't know..I seriously don't know,” Berry answered anxiously, but Dylan could see through his lie. He could see that he knew something, but he was not talking.

“Wrong answer,” Logan declared. “Bang!” Another gunshot sound filled the air and Berry shrieked loudly again. This time his leg was shot. “Bella club.” Berry answered hurriedly, and it was like the shot jolted his brain. Logan smirked, knowing Berry won't be able to survive his attack.

“I know you won't be able to hold on for long,” Logan scoffed, standing up from his seat as he took long strides to the entrance of the room, and Berry released a relieved sigh despite the excruciating pain he was undergoing.

“Ohhh I almost forgot my last gift to you,” Logan says, gracing his steps and Berry's breath seized because he feared what was to come.

“You know the rule, anyone that betrays Logan....” He says trailing off and within a second a gun pierces Berry's forehead and blood splashes around making the white duvet drenched in blood.

Berry dropped on the bed and his eyes dilated before his body finally grew cold. “What a jerk!” Logan spat, knowing there was no bigger jerk than him in the country, but he doesn't tolerate a jerk that betrays.

Betrayal is his bottom line. After losing his parents in a bloody m******e overnight which was a result of them trusting their assistant, they were murdered in cold blood, but they made a mistake that day they didn't kill him.

That was their greatest mistake, and he had made sure to pay them back in ten folds. “Does he have a family?” Logan asked. “No boss,” he replied. "Then make sure he doesn't get found,” Logan says, walking out of the room, but a sultry voice stops him.

“What about me?” the girl beside the dead Berry asked and when Logan turned the girl was already naked, revealing her bare breast.

Logan scrutinized the naked girl with his eyes, and he shook his head at how some girls were hypocrites. How can you desert the person you just had s*x with just like the blink of an eye and plan to go with the person who got him murdered? That's why he doesn't trust anyone.

He retracted his eyes from her like she was a plague, and he turned to one of his men. “Make sure she doesn't talk,” he instructed coldly, and the man nodded his head.

He walked out of the room like an unbothered king, and he didn't look like a man that just pierce a bullet through someone's head but rather a man that just won the lottery. His long legs clanked on the porcelain tiles and his men stride behind him, making them look like prime minister convoys.

"Why does it seem that heaven is enraged that I sent someone there,"Logan joked looking at the gloomy sky and his men laughed.

He knew if heaven was enraged, it would be because of his evil ways and nothing else.

“Tonight we raid the Bella club,” Logan says his expression changes from the calm Logan instead to that of a ruthless mafia boss that was out to kill,s and his men answered like a soldier some were even happy because they know they are going to have some actions tonight.

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“Grr grrr,” the blaring of a cell phone could be heard and after that, a blaring sound accompanied it.

“Whoever invented ringtones should be jailed,” Laura groaned, standing up from her old single bed, and she picked up her blaring phone.

“Hello boss,” Laura greeted when she picked up the phone.

{the information reaching me now is that he would be appearing in Bella club tonight}.

“Bella club, but why?”Laura asked, and Gary sighed at the other side of the phone.

{A deal is going down tonight, and they are going there}.

“Ok then I should prepare for it,” Laura says, almost hanging up, but Gary's voice halted her actions.

“Stay out of trouble,” he warned and Laura nodded, understanding what he meant.

He remembered the deal was to act like you are going to nothing and still get something done. “Take a few pictures, jot some notes down, and report back like a pro, unscathed," Laura says, but there was a feeling tugging at her that something was not right.

Her gut feeling kept telling her that she was embarking on a dangerous mission, but she shrugged it off, she had more pressing things to think about." Seems like there is nothing to wear here," Laura says looking at her scanty closet, and she smiles awkwardly knowing she doesn't have something decent to wear.

“Then it seems like I have to get one, then watch Laura pose as the best escort in town,” Laura says, looking at herself in the mirror.

“But before that, I have to get a new dress, or I could just lend it,” Laura says, remembering that she and Gladys were using the same size.

“Why is the weather looking gloomy, please don't do this, especially not today,” Laura says, looking at the sky as if the sky heard her talk, it clears out replacing the once gloomy sky with a bright one.

“That's more like it, tonight is going to be a great night. I can feel it,” Laura says, leaving her window and shopping to go back to her room, but she was mistaken. That night wouldn't be a great night.

Instead, a disaster was bound to happen.