Mafia goddess

Two

      I think I slept through all my classes, and I was so happy when it was finally time to go back home and do my real job. Things haven’t been going well lately. Someone was threatening us about my secret identity, even though the letters just appeared in the mail box without a fingerprint or scent.

      I could follow, but my boys were able to get someone who would know, so today was the perfect day to show him who I am. There was no way he was going to come out of this alive, and I’m sure he knew it too. I drove to the house thinking of many ways I could t*****e him and my tigress roared at the thought of warm blood on her sharp teeth.

      It was only three years ago when I shifted after my father’s death and it took me six months to plan his killer’s death. Lorenzo Suarez and I were successful in doing so. I inherited his empire because I was the only legal wife. Those bridesmaids that glared at me during the wedding were his numerous wives, but they were all not legal because they were all kidnapped and sold to him at the action.

      I was the one who wanted to be sold to him and I knew everything about him and what he liked in a woman, and as fate will have it, my mission only took couple of days.

      I got home just minutes past one, ready to have a shower and go to the basement. I almost forgot about my so called husband to be, but his smell couldn’t make me forget because it lingered in the air. When I got home, the human’s sense of smell won’t pick it up, but I was more sensitive than most.

      I still smelled the faint smell. I went to my room, did my routine and with my mind still in this Magnar guy. How do I get rid of him without getting the old lady mad? I still had no idea as I went to the basement and nodded to the boys. They all thought the goddess was the old witch, and I was just the helper.

     The basement was made sure to be soundproof and there were no cameras, so no one knew what happened in there except me and the person I was about to kill. I grinned and opened the door to the darkroom.

      With my heightened sight I saw perfectly clear in the dark, giving me an advantage. I loved the dark just for that. The man on the chair was bruised and his eyes were swollen. His lip had a cut and blood was oozing from it. I smirk because my boys already did a number on him and all I needed to do was finish him off.

      I pulled the chair and I sat next to him in the dark in the silence. They always break and I knew it was only a matter of time before this one did too.

      “I don’t know what you want from me, but I’m not the man you want. I don’t even know what you want, I’m just a postman” he sniffled, but I was not buying it. He knew something and I knew it was not much, but I knew he was hiding something from me.

     “I didn’t say you did, but tell me what you’re hiding from me” I roared, my eyes were green and my tigress wanted to come out and play, but I wanted answers. She was impatient and was going to kill him before I could get anything from him.

      “I’m not hiding s**t, why are you guys not listening to me? I’m just a nobody with a family waiting for him, please let me go, I did nothing wrong” he was screaming, but I couldn’t sense fear in him, and that drove me crazy. Why was he not scared of me or my tigress was a mystery, and I didn’t want to continue this conversation.

     It was show time, but an idea came to mind. Why not let my husband to be see what I was capable of? I smirked as I opened the door, leaving the man confused. He already knew he was going to die so why waste my time with him anyway? He can wait a couple of minutes, it’s not like he was going anywhere.

     “You,” I said pointing to a random guy “go call Magnar, now” I roared and he stumbled before running. I was sure he didn’t know who Magnar was, but he was going to figure it out if he still wanted to be alive.

      Within ten minutes, he was back, sweating and scared while standing at his post with his eyes on the floor.

      “He's on his way Ma’am” I was going to punish him for not dragging that smelly i***t here, but the scent of musk filled my nostrils and I saw a tall man with muscles and a wet curly hair. My eyes went to his toned chest, he was only wearing sweatpants and I could see droplets of water that made me lick my lips. Who the hell was he? I never hired this God of a man. I smirked as I thought of things I could make him do to me, but when he got closer I got the shock of my life when those violet eyes met mine.

    “Magnar?” I asked unsurely.

     “Lala” he responded, looking at me straight in the eyes. No one has ever had the guts to look at me straight in the eyes before, and for the first time, I shivered when someone was looking at me rather than staring them down. It was clear this Magnar had guts, and it didn’t help the fact that he was handsome as hell. Now I knew why Kate chose him for me, and my wet p***y was not disagreeing at all, but it was time to see those guts in play.

     “My.. name.. is Alexia. Only Kate calls me that” I don’t know what came over me but I was stuttering. This man had an effect on me that no one has ever had and I wanted to know why. Why him?

     “You called” he raised his brow at me. This man had guts and I fought the edge to kill or kiss him to death.

     “Follow me,” I said, opening the door. I was going to teach Magnar some manners. I wouldn't let him think I was soft, and he did so without hesitation. I stood at the side, letting him get in before I closed the door, making the room go dark again.

     I knew he wouldn't see, so I decided it was time I switched the light on and teach both men manners. His eyes went wide at the sight of the battered man in front of me.

    “Watch, husband to be” I mocked, going to the man in front of me who suddenly got scared knowing he was about to die. My tongues shifted into beast mode. My tigress loved tasting blood herself, so like our first kill, he knew how dangerous her tongue was to any skin.

     I smirked looking at Magnar straight in the eyes, my eyes as green as the forest. Before I kissed the man’s skin in his neck, he whispered something that made me swipe my tongue around his neck, and blood oozed out of the wound before the head dropped on the floor. Magnar’s expression was not expected. Instead of horror, I saw euphoria. 

     His arousal filled the room. He was at my side in seconds and his plump lips met my b****y ones in a passionate kiss leaving us breathless, and panting. The kiss was quick, but it made me feel alive and needing more. No, yearning more.

     “Do that again and I will kill you” I lied standing straight before leaving him alone in the basement with the headless man.