Chosen By The Mafia

Chapter 5

5

Warning: This chapter contains heavy-violence. Please read it at your risk

Armando’s POV

“Jefe, las prostitutas intentaron escapar, pero le disparamos a una, pero otras siguen respirando. (Boss, prostitutes tried to escape but we shot one dead and others are still breathing)” Leane explained,

“Tráeme estos, cortaré sus partes privadas yo mismo, luego lentamente sus vidas. Querían escapar por la libertad, no les perdonaré un minuto libre

(Bring these ones to me, I will cut off their private parts myself, then slowly their lives. They wanted to escape for freedom, I will not spare them a free minute)” it was enough talk for me; I ended the call,

They should’ve known that no one leaves once captured, escaping is not a way out, instead, it means throwing yourself in the hellfire.

Hookers like them only want money and just s*x. Then why run? Work for me, I’ll shower you in dollars.

Disobey, then better bear effects of the invasion.

Minding back to my killing expertise,

I was getting ready by my personal designers and hairstylist, I like to dress up manly every day. I’m a strict punctual person living a proper and shady life. My rules have to be followed by my people otherwise this leads to the massive ruination of each and every wrongdoer.

No one had mercy on me and I do the same.

“No one knows what today has stored for us, we must live in it to perceive.” - That’s my maxim.

I say that cause I myself take 5 lives as a base in one day like I’ve taken a monopoly of cleansing up the world. It has become a hobby. My day doesn’t end without blood on my conscience. Many get killed and others will survive for another day but eventually, they’ll die too, painfully. sickly.

Just about to start my day with torture and end a night with a gold-digger under me, this is how I’ve been living since forever.

Heading myself towards my favourite room of the mansion, humanity calls it a torture room but I say it’s my playroom with a toy hanged every day waiting for me to play with it but cheers to my luck today, I’ve plurals waiting for me to torture them till death.

I should be excited for today but why do I feel so down in the mouth. No, I don’t feel this s**t at all. Maybe I gotta kill and f**k more people today for a day on fleek, gonna be a hell of a time.

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I reached the entrance of the door and before entering, “And how many bods are there lucky to mark dead today?” I proudly exclaimed, my men, bowed before me with their eyes down, Good. Excellent.

I ordered Leo to lay bare their faces with my typical satirical tone. My hands rested in my pocket while I leaned against the wall,

There were a dozen girls kneeling with handcuffs on and garment blindfolding them. Their mouths escaped gasps as they would get choked on their own saliva, no mis putas, better choke on my d**k. I haven’t seen your sinful p*****s yet but better say it’s gonna be a hella drooling round with these dummies

My men unveil their head; hiding their ruined eyes. I tilted my head to one side in observation.

I thoroughly examined a few girls in here but all of sudden, I craved to take a rum shot; might need as lots to subdue this cruddy heaviness

For som reason, I felt heavy being in this aura and I couldn't understand why? I ordered them in my cabin in 5 minutes.

I bolted in my cabin towards my desk and took a bottle of Barcardi, poured drink in four each shot-glass and drunk in one go.

What the f**k is wrong with me? I stomped my fists on the table, f**k. My anger was boiling my blood and I couldn’t help but rant in search of answer within, a sudden shock of anger and irritation raised inside me and I couldn't comprehend why,

Leo entered inside the kitchen with a b***h struggling in his arms. I glanced at her and took no time to lock my target on her head and c**k the gun. In the meantime, she shrieked one last time before I pulled the trigger and went motionless when that bullet hit her head.

My anger cooled down a little.

“Get the next,” I said him and he left for another in a tick

My tensed muscles and clenched jaw weren't at ease till now, I tramped in circles with hands fisted to my hair, I roared in frustration,

My men brought 3 girls in and I shot them before they could say anything in self-defence. I slit one’s neck and the other was stabbed ruthlessly many times. My frustration was on firestorm today

“Boss… take a chill pill. Why so savage today” Leo casually said,

“Just… bring” I sharply said with my blazing eyes. Oozing all my rage in a sole glare

He immediately came in with my next prey,

And my eyes fell on the person I was afraid to meet all my life, I furrowed my eyebrows in concern. She was a pack of anxiety. Her tiny frame shivering when she saw my marks of cruelty; previous corpse.

I could sense her as the one who will rule over me. She already has my breath and soul caged; she has the keys now.

There she came in, I seemed to glare at her but it deep down there was a storm running in me. Her face and I’m down already. She was making me regret my past actions; sweaty because of the state I saw her in. The fear in her eyes, no. there shouldn’t be any fear in those eyes for me.

My inner was vulnerable after hitting my eyes on her but my outlook was still of a heartless bastard. That warmth in my eyes changed into an ash cold real quick. I was again expressionless before she could notice any soft-corners.

“Leo, serve her. Ready her master room and give your best,,” I commanded, li know Leo wasn’t expecting this in any way, I was the one creating a nuisance

“Sir, but she tri...” I interrupted him before finishing,

“I SAID GO,” I snapped him and she wrapped her hands around her body like a small cub, adorable.

I believed in love at first sight because my mum told me stories about it; about my dad’s heart-melting like molten for her and she being nothing but a gorgeous lady with innocence in her eyes, and I see those attributes in someone in front of me; elegant, naive, delicate. I just can’t take my eyes off this portrayal,

She was lost in her own little world, I could see through her eyes what’s going on there. There were so many questions in them. I kept watching her closely while she kept feeling uncomfortable

She cried when one of my men went near her, she was frightened and that was enough to make my heart shake in guilt.

“Unchain her now,” I said with pressure and they took no time in action part

They unchained her; it exposed her bruises to me; I was already caged in a rage; she started crippling; I frowned and lifted her up in my arms. A sudden bomb of affection busted inside me, that’s new.

Passion is all I could feel, I heard my heart beating for the first time like it was charging my mortality.

We entered the bedroom; it brightened up just by her presence; I put her on the bed,

First, she resisted my touch but I calmed her down and cupped her chubby cheeks as my eyes locked with hers where she bit her lip, just her erotic gaze was turning me on. I want this same look when I thrust inside her, when she’ll scream out my name again and louder

I leaned a little towards her and she asked me about time to distract me, *chuckles* my innocent baby, your games won’t help

“It’s 6:17 PM, pretty baby,” I told her while brushing my hand on her neck, passing through the milky shoulder, and when my hand touched her waist.

Did she hiss in pain, f**k why?

If my men assaulted her, I’d break their hands off if they even touched her, she’s so fragile like a crystal glass, I won’t tolerate anyone alive who abused her in any way.

They will die.

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I was in my office sitting on my expensive leather office chair. I ordered all the supervisors of each department of my mob to present here.

Meanwhile, my heart was adjusting to new sensations and the brain was knocking some sense into my scatty brain.

Life, it’s nothing but a game, you’ve to survive every level and When you win one you get more hurdles in next, each level gets harder and tricky but one thing you gotta fit in your thick skull. You fail once, won’t have a second chance in this life game.

So, kill all your weaknesses and fight with strength. I usually don’t have any specific weaknesses but there’s one that I’m afraid of; “Love”, this sole word has it enough power to make a person defenceless, because It’s the most dangerous and hard thing for a man like me,

Neither you can kill it nor you can live without it. I suppose; falling for someone makes you frailer because it’s like a drug for a lifetime, you can’t leave it easily once you taste it. Either you won’t let anyone take it away from you or hurt it in any way.

Just a single thought scares me. I am a killer freak; making thousands of people my enemies every day and when I will have a weak point beside me, predators will proudly jump on it.

And, I won’t tolerate anybody’s hands on my baby.

I’m an intense possessive man; no one can think of owning what’s mine. Touching her would be a long story. I won’t waste another second and behead them in no time. I don’t wanna sound like a helpless jealous f**k

That’s why I wish to never be in love but I guess that’s where karma will test me. No b***h, I won’t let you win cause when I love something, I love it hard. It’s better than revenge, stays away from me for its own good.

I saw my senior men from CCTV cameras, standing outside of my office, waiting for me to open security doors for when and I did. When those metal doors slid, they gestured inside.

I motioned my hand as to cue them to wait for me in the conference room.

I saw them make themselves comfortable in the meeting room and waited for me; I got up from my chair, strode towards that room while rolling my sleeves up, exposing my honey tan skin.

They didn’t know clearly why are they here for and there’s a rule in my gang that nobody dares to ask me ‘bout my ways

Speak lies with me, I’ll squeeze out your vocals with my hands.

Disrespect me, I’ll leave you respect-less

And

Betray my trust, you just bought a dead ticket for yourself.

“I’ll ask only once, who touched her?” My voice was only speaking superiority and authority.

“Bo.. boss, I and my men beat her up as per your orde..”

“DID I ORDER YOU TO HIT HER!?” Without letting him complete his claptrap, I scowled,

“Did you touch her, DID ANYBODY TOUCH HER1?” I shouted.

“N-no, we pardon mercy boss, we apologize for treating her wrong,” he delineated,

“This announcement is for every dickhead in my mob; about my niña (girl) [seems like my name lol, -author]. The girl who will be kept with me; as long as I want, will not be like others nor treated like them, she is special because she has been chosen by me. I declare her as the first lady.” I said with a death glare face.

They gulped and chanted in unison, “Yes Master!”,

“Who sold her?” I asked,

“Boss, I’ve asked my men to fetch her details, it’ll arrive soon,” he told me,

“And who were those dealers?” I said with a stern stare and cold expressions

“Boss, those dealers were from London. they wanted to buy a girl for personal service and they selected our lady but we didn’t find her in the line and that’s how she was found” the other head explained to me,

She was selected by some gang to be sold. They saw her in the pictures, my beast within growled in anger. Why did they see her? Jealousy wolf took

control and my jaw clenched involuntarily,

“Leave these details here and send me others immediately. Move, a meeting is dismissed” I got up from the seat and exited out to the bedroom of the farmhouse where my tiny love is.

She’s just mesmerizing,

It’s all happening true; what mamá told me,

The feeling of cloud nine,

The world feels slow and steady. Heartbeats faster at the thought of her. A smile comes on the face without exertion. Everything looks perfect and hypnotizing.

Life became beautiful after her, just her presence keeps my monster in line and I won’t let my happiness go so easily.

I searched for this peace everywhere, in everyone but terribly failed.

But now, when I found calmness in her. I just want to be this way forever. Weakness was the thing I wished I’d never had but at this minute, I have been quite controlled by one which technically my priority number one and that means more responsibility and painstakingness.

I reached to my buttercup and as I turned the knob; I saw her gawking herself while she was only in undergarments; she covered herself immediately with her fragile hands from my glare but that little thing doesn’t know,

how much whores I’ve literally seen before her. Her eyes went wide open and she rushed to cover herself up... but suddenly a pocket knife dropped from her hand, which made me rush towards her

“What The f**k!”