Entangled With The Mafia Boss

Chapter Eight

After Brian leaves, a few minutes later, the elevator opens and out steps Aurelio. Andrea arches her brow when she sees him.

“Did Brian send you here?”, She asks but he doesn’t respond. He just stands by the elevator door with his arms and legs crossed, saying nothing. “O-kay”.

Andrea, having nothing to do starts to walk around the office, taking a closer look at the nude paintings. When she has taken a walk around the office twice, she groans in frustration.

“I’m bored”. She casts a sidelong glance at Aurelio but there’s no expression on his face. One might even think he’s a mannequin. After a few minutes of silence and Andrea starting to get annoyed, she walks towards him and crosses her arms, tapping one foot in the process. “So are you just going to stand there like a dummy, saying nothing?”.

He looks at her, still no expression on his face. “If all you’re going to do is stand here all day, saying nothing then I suggest you leave. Tell Brian I don’t need a babysitter and I can take good care of myself. It’s not like anyone is going to barge in here with a gun in hand and points it at my head. This isn’t my first time working in a new environment so I can take care of myself just fine. Humph!”, She huffs and turns around, flicking her ponytail in Aurelio’s face in the process before making her way to the door. She opens it and slams it then starts to make her way down the stairs. The door opens and closes behind her.

She glares at Aurelio over her shoulder but he doesn’t react. Rolling her eyes, she hurries down the stairs. The workers glance up when they hear the sound of heels clacking against the stairs.

They shoot one another a confused look until their eyes land on Aurelio. Knowing fully well that Aurelio is their boss’s special guard and close friend who never leaves their boss’s side, they add two and two together coming to the conclusion that whoever this lady is, she’s very important to the boss and definitely not to be messed with.

They bow in respect when she’s done walking down the stairs. Andrea starts to get uncomfortable with the form of respect. She has never been bowed down to before and having not one person but lots bow down to her in respect makes her uncomfortable. She’s not used to working with submissive people, she’s used to having orders barked at her, to being shunned by her colleagues and having a case taken from her.

Submissive people make the work boring because they never speak their mind, always wanting to please you and not doing their job properly. If the workers are going to place her on a high pedestal, Andrea doesn’t think she’s going to enjoy her stay in the company.

“Hi everyone”, she greets stiffly.

“Good day ma’am”. They greet in unison. Having people way older than her calling her ma’am is even more weird. She laughs nervously and walks out of the door in hurried steps, Aurelio behind her. When she’s out of the office building, she sighs in relief then turns to glare at Aurelio.

“It’s all your fault!”. She grits.

“What is?”, He asks dryly.

“If you weren’t following me like a lost puppy, that wouldn’t have happened!”.

“Did you just liken me to a dog?”, He asks, his green eyes turning a shade darker.

“Maybe I did”, she smirks crossing her arms. He makes his way towards her like a predator about to pounce on its prey. He grips her wrist hard, his fingers digging deep into her flesh.

“Hey!”, She yells, trying to pull her hand away. Her military training kicks in but she holds herself back. She already made a mistake by jumping over Brian’s couch the previous night like a pro, she can’t make another mistake or they’ll start to suspect her. So she pretends to be like any other weak female in danger. “Let me go. You’re hurting me”, Aurelio doesn’t still release her, instead, he tightens his hold on her.

She looks into his emerald green eyes and see anger and hate. Andrea starts to wonder what she did to get such a look from him. They stay like that, staring into each other’s eyes until Aurelio’s phone ringing, breaks the eye contact.

He lets go of her wrist and walks far enough that his conversation is inaudible.

Andrea sighs and looks at her wrist. It’s red and a bit swollen. She slowly rubs it, wincing from the pain a bit. She went through worst pain during her military training. This is nothing.

Aurelio walks back to Andrea, tucking his phone in his back pocket. “Go back inside”, he orders and Andrea scowls.

“And why should I do that? You’re not the Boss of me”.

“Go back inside Elizabeth. That’s an order”.

“Didn’t you hear what I said. I said no. Do you want me to say it in Spanish? No”.

“Do you really think you can deceive me the way you’re deceiving Brian? Do you really think I don’t know who you truly are? Huh?”. Oh no! How did he find out? It’s too soon. Too soon.

“W… What are you talking about?”. She asks and Aurelio smirks.

“I know your type Elizabeth, I know there’s nothing special about you and that you’re just like the other girls. I know you’re just a gold digger trying to act all prim and proper. Admit it Elizabeth, you’re after Brian’s money, aren’t you?”. Oh, so that’s it. Had me worried there for a second.

“A gold digger?! Are you serious?! I was on my own when your maniac of a boss forced me to his room, fücked two women in front of me and forced me to be his ‘pleasure body’ and even made me sign a frigging contract. And yet you call me a gold digger. I don’t want his money, I didn’t even know who he was until yesterday when he told me he’s actually the owner of this company. I had no idea he was rich. I just found his whole mask wearing thing quite weird. I wasn’t interested in him and I’m still not interested in him. And I also don’t need his money or anything from him as long I get my pay check every month I’ll be fine!!”.

Aurelio looks into her eyes looking for any sign of insincerity when he doesn’t find one, he sighs. “Are you being honest?”.

“Look, I know you’re just looking out for your Boss’s back and I commend you for that but trust me, I’m not here to hurt or ruin him or whatever it is you think I’m going to do to him. I’m just here to keep my end of our bargain”. Andrea, you should be given an award for the best lie of the year.

“Alright, we’ll see about that”. Aurelio says but the look in his eyes softens. He seems to believe her. “I have somewhere to be, please go back to the office. Lock the door and don’t open it for anyone except Brian and me”.

“Why shouldn’t I? Don’t you trust his employees?”.

“Just do as I say. I’ll follow you to the garage so you can get in the private elevator”.

When Aurelio escorts her, before the elevator door closes, he repeats his warning. “Lock the door and do not open it for anybody”. The door closes and Andrea is taken up.

Aurelio straps his helmet to his head and boards his black motorcycle with a skull symbol by the side and rides out of the garage, going at top speed.

He parks his motorcycle at a small shop and walks into the shop, the bell making a sound as he opens and closes the door.

When the owner of the shop, a short fat man with a big stomach wearing a grease stained white undershirt, sees him, he grins, showing off his tobacco stained teeth.

“Aurelio, my man, it’s good to see you”. He says in his Spanish accent.

“Hey Manuel, good to see you too. I’m actually here to see Isabel. Where is she?”.

“She’s inside. But I must warn you, she is not in a good mood. Nearly bit my head off earlier”. Manuel says, shaking his head.

“Don’t worry, I can handle her”.

“Of course you can”. Manuel smirks. “Don’t make too much noise, I have a headache”.

“I’ll try”, Aurelio laughs and makes his way into the other part of the shop. “Isabel?”, Aurelio calls, pushing aside the nylon curtains separating the other part of the shop from the main one. Manuel sells spare parts of both cars and motorcycles in the main part of the shop while Isabel does cars and motorcycle repairs in the other part of the shop. The shop looks small on the outside but is actually quite big and spacious on the inside.

“Over here”, Isabel calls back and Aurelio walks towards her voice until he finds her bent over the engine of a really old car, one hand on the hood of the car.

Aurelio swallows a huge gulp of saliva, his dîck already straining painfully against his trousers just by looking at her pushed out bútt as she fumbles with something in the engine. He adjusts his trouser and places his hand in his pockets to hide his bonér then makes his way towards her.

“Hey, what are you doing?”. He asks.

“Checking for leaks in the radiator”. She replies and raises her head. Her face lights up with a smile when she sees him.

“And? Is there any?”.

“Yup. I will have to remove the radiator, do a whole system flush and then install a new radiator. It’s not going to be an easy one, considering the fact that this car is of an old model and make. Anyway, what are you doing here?”.

“What? You’re not happy to see me?”. Aurelio asks.

“Of course I am. It’s just… Weird seeing you here at a time like this”.

“I need your help”.

“I knew it!”, She grins. “You never come to see me during the week except you need something”.

“Hey, c’mon, don’t be like that. You’re making me sound bad”.

Isabel chuckles. “What do you want, Aurelio?”.

“Actually, it’s the boss that needs it. Do you still have the contacts of those motorcycle hobos?”.

“Urmm, yes”.

“About how many of them?”.

“A hundred, lots of them come here to have their motorcycles fixed on a regular basis so I always have their numbers with me. Why?”.

“Let’s just say the boss requested for it”.

“If the boss requested for it then it can’t be good. I partially feel sorry for the people who are going to be on the receiving end of those crazies. Do you want me to give you the contacts now?”.

“Yes please. Thanks”.

“I usually keep a record of all my customers, I’ll go make a copy. Give me a minute”. Aurelio nods and Isabel rushes into the main shop to get the list. Aurelio watches painfully as her bóoty bounces with every move.

Isabel comes back out a few minutes later with the list in hand. “Here you go”, she says handing it over to him.

“Thanks”, he says and collects it. Aurelio skims over the list. “This is perfect. I’ll make the call and give them the location. Or better still, I think I’ll make the boss do the calling.

“You plan on calling over a hundred people. That will take forever. How many of them do you need?”.

“Fifty”.

“Then just call two leaders and they’ll assemble their men. Each motorcyclist group has about twenty five members including the leader. That’ll make it easy for you. Don’t you think?”.

“That’s brilliant Isabel. Can you show me their names on the list?”.

“Sure. I don’t know their real names just their nicknames. Crusher and Machete. Go for those two, they are the two most brutal leaders on this list and I’m pretty sure those are the kind of people the boss is looking for. Call them and they’ll assemble their members. And the best part of it all is that they aren’t rivals so you won’t have any problem”.

“Thanks a lot Isabel. The boss owes you one”. Aurelio pecks her on both cheeks and starts to make his way to the main shop.

“You both do!”, She yells after him.

“Alright!”, Aurelio yells back. “Good bye Manuel”.

“Come again soon”.

“You know I will”, Aurelio winks and walks out of the shop. He boards his motorcycle and makes his way to the location he and Brian agreed to meet. It’s been a while he tortured someone and he just can’t wait to do so and he’s going to make sure he makes the most of every moment.

When he gets to the location, he parks his motorcycle beside Brian’s car and walks into the building. The location is actually in an underground basement and the underground basement is in a house that has been unoccupied for the past three years.

Aurelio climbs down into the basement in hurried steps. Brian turns at the sound of footsteps and nods when he sights Aurelio.

“Do you have it?”, Brian asks and Aurelio nods and hands over the paper to him.

“I suggest you call these numbers, Crusher and Machete are their names. They’re the leaders of the two groups we’ll be needing”. Brian nods and moves away to make the call.

“Please I beg of you, don’t hurt my family”. Viktor begs. “They did nothing wrong. None of this is their fault, hurt me instead”.

Aurelio glances at the three people tied to a chair with their mouths taped. The wife, daughter and son of Viktor. Viktor is the only one who isn’t tied down but there are bandages on both thighs of his. The daughter seems to be about nineteen years of age and the son twenty one. The three of them are shaking with fear, sweat pooling on their foreheads.

“Please”. Viktor begs. “Let them go”.

“I just made the call and they agreed”, Brian says as he walks back in. “Now, let’s sit and wait for the beginning of the fun”. He smirks and Aurelio chuckles menacingly.