SPEED DATING WITH A MAFIA KING

16. WANTING HER GONE

“ Another!”

The bodies piled to one corner of the room, the walls drenched with blood dripping and pooling on the floor where my feet walked through, nothing but blood making me look like how I felt inside.

The one way looking glass window filled one side of the room where I knew some of my men stood watching everything unfold as I rained hell to my enemies. I had turned the sound proof effect of the room off so all the prisoners could hear the screams with each man I dealt with.

My hands were shaking, needing more, needing more as weapons scattered all through the floor.

The door was opened, a prisoner pushed in the door with it locked again.

“ There is one way out, kill me or I kill you.” I had said the line too many times that night.

The man quickly scrambled to pick a weapon from the ground, me nodding my head at him not wasting my time. I did not care who he was but him being there meant he had done something he really really should not have and that pissed me off.

I was too pissed to tease, no weapon in hand, just my bare fingers that were bleeding and throbbing from all I had made them do through the hours. The man ran, attacking with me raining hell on him. I hit him so hard with no mercy, two minutes with his body twitching, blood sipping from his face as I groaned out.

My anger was not sated, nothing taking away the pain that was multiplying in my chest, her still filling my head; her eyes, her skin, her smile. I wanted her gone, bending and groaning over in anger, it was not doing it for me as I rushed hitting the wall only to turn.

“ Another!!”

The ball and chain was picked up, me heaving as the door opened, a prisoner thrown in only to meet my hell.

It was hours on hours, nothing helping. I was not sated even in the slightest, my therapy failing me with me groaning out in frustration. I hated what she did to me, I hated this, I hated this!

She was not allowed to be in my life anymore, not allowed anywhere near me. I was done, I was done!

I yanked the door open after hours on hours of death clogging the room, leaving so many dead bodies behind, the grim reaper had to pay me at this point. My feet rushed, my trousers wet with blood, my feet soaked, my hair just heavy with it.

I walked to the locker room, taking my things with my shirt getting red just immediately.

My phone was flipped over, finding a message stating that Masha had slept in one of my houses. I shook my head. I wanted her out, I wanted her out of my life.

I was out of the facility in no time, looking up at the sky as the darkness was clearing out, the sun about to rise. My car with driver and guard stood out staring at me with blank faces even though I was sure I looked like the devil himself.

The number branded in the back of my head was tapped in, pulling the phone to my ear, nothing but anger coursing through my body.

She was right, the only way to rid of her was by finding someone else who would never leave me to the point I was in. Someone who I would hate with everything I had but she just there to make sure Masha stayed the fvck away.

The call was picked up.

“ Hi. I thought about what you said and I agree.”

I could play this game, sounding so calm when in fact I was like a raging storm about to knock everything off its course.

“ There is a mafia event happening tonight built for that very purpose, but I need you to come with me if you don’t mind.” I added, hearing her have difficulty with it, shocked I guess.

“ Sorry, I am not getting what you are talking about.” She replied, hearing the distress in her voice, knowing she had cried all through the night.

“ You said I should see other people and I agree. There is an event tonight where women in the industry and men come in search of partners. I think it’s a great place to meet the woman who can be my wife.”

It was the only way. She loved me too much, I knew she would always come back and I needed her gone. I would rip the bandage once and for all, leaving her so broken she would never even look my way ever again.

“ Can you accompany me, my best chances of me getting anywhere are with your help through the night.”

She was crying again.

“ Yeah,” She replied after much difficulty with me nodding my head.

“ Thank you. Samuel will bring you over.” I said, cutting the call after, looking up at the sky. If I had been any other man, I would have been fighting tears at that point. I just stared at the sky, eyes dry yet raw with nothing but emotion.

I was losing my mind. Truly, I was losing my mind and it had never been so scary because I did not know what I would do.

***

The text entered when they left, waiting for the right time, her car passing mine with my driver following after.

My hands clenched on my thighs. I did not know what happened in the day because I blacked out. I was awake all through it but I could not remember what happened after I reached the house and took the antiviral shot.

My mind was more unstable than ever in my whole life, deciding that maybe I needed help after all. After everything that had happened, I finally went over the edge, nothing to help me even in the slightest.

Her car came to a stand still with mine after as my head stared up at the building we would enter. I did not even see a thing, my head throbbing with everything blurry, my heart beating hard.

It was a must to sleep after taking the antiviral shot yet my eyes had blinked after hours later, the house upside down, sitting just at the centre of it all, not sure what had happened.

My door was opened, my body turning with me slipping out. The guard stepped away with me taking a step forward. The wind was cool on my skin, the night silent and so peaceful which was the opposite of what I felt.

My body turned, bracing myself for it yet I could never as my eyes fell on her, the instigator to my sudden madness. My whole world stopped, all my pains gone, all the chaos in my head quieted out as my eyes took her in, not even seeing anything on her, just seeing her.

My feet were already moving on their own, inching my way to her, gravitating to her.

Her face was made up to perfection yet her eyes told me the story that we had went through in the last days.

“ Shall we?”

I was operating on autopilot, my hand out which she rejected, her head turning, her body moving as she took the steps one at a time. Her body swayed, her head tipping higher with each step as I walked next her. My eyes never tore from her because I never wanted to stare at anyone else but her. I never wanted to walk with anyone else but her.

The doors to the hall were thrown wide open, the noise blasting out yet still I could not take my eyes from her. I was trying to figure out how I would live with her gone. I was insane now, what about a week without her, what about two weeks without her? What about the rest of my life without her?

Everything stopped, the silence spreading like a dangerous fire, my eyes snapping to the room finding all eyes on me. I never attended these, never attended anything. I was not even invited but I was Azrail Duran, I needed no invite to anything because I was the fvcking invite myself.

“ We should separate, seeing their eyes, it won’t be that difficult getting attention on yourself.” It was nearly a sneer, feisty with her stepping away as I watched her body sway, all those around making way as my eyes took every inch of her body. Did she even notice the heads that turned as she walked away? I narrowed my eyes at all those that stared and as soon as they saw, eyes darting away in guilt and fear.

My head snapped to scan the room with men already rushing to me with their daughters, w*****g them out to the worst men in the whole world. I was playing nice for once, my eyes darting to Masha now and again as she threw a drink through her lips only to frown, her face morphing into disgust making me nearly chuckle where I was.

A certain peace fell over me as I watched her. Everything just vanished away, my head turning, knowing she would look my way soon.

I shook a couple of hands, lay my eyes on a couple of girls and frowning because I did not even want them near me by any chance. They better enjoy the moment because it was never happening again. It took everything in me not to tell them all to piss off before I killed them.

Howser stood in front of me, on his sides two of his cousins who were at the age of twenty -five and seven. They were the eldest in the room, not still smelling of puberty. They were grown women, knowing what they wanted. They wore presentably, not as if going to a brothel and held themselves with dignity. Howser was actually from one of the lowest cartels in the food chain, and I liked his humble manner which was why his brother usually sent him to meetings because Howser could diffuse any situation with his calm and composed manner.

He waited for his turn patiently before introducing the women who were respectful and humble themselves. Don’t misunderstand me, I hated them too but that was on my side because I was the devil.

If I was to carry out my plan I would pick from one of them so why not hear what they had to say.

They were both graduates, going back to school to further their studies. They were not deep in the mafia but knew about it and what happened. They were ready for marriage, ready for any role put on them. I nod my head, not really comfortable standing there and feeling as if I was betraying Masha which was crazy but I seriously wanted to get the hell away from them.

My eyes searched the room, giving up. She was no longer at the bar, panic hitting as my eyes ran through the room. It was not really a safe place for any woman to be alone. These men were the most brutal. I found her walking around, seeming far away, so miserable it killed me. My head turned back to the women before me.

“ Howser, ladies. Unfortunately for me, I have already found a person I will marry. I think you two are great. If you do not find what you are looking for tonight, call me Howser. I have a few men in mind that are part of my head security, dangerous but calm, respectful and of course, very wealthy. You could meet, see if they like each other.” I said, Samuel in mind with the head guard in Masha’s security. They were good men and I could see something sparking but that was up to the girls, up to what they wanted; a mafia head who was probably going to treat them like crap and kill them, or a guard who would be less brutal. It was up to them. My guards were highly valued in the mafia world, depending on the rank, some valued even more than some cartel heads.

“ Thank you Mr Duran and congratulations.” Howser said with me nodding my head. The three immediately left, good in reading the situation yet others made their way to me as I gave them one look and they scurried away. I was done playing nice, I was done doing my humanitarian job for the next years when it came to them.

My eyes hunted Masha until I found her.

I narrowed them, staring at her talk with Garrick, the head of the English Cartel which was the largest in the European region. Masha giggled at something Garrick said, my eyes narrowing more. They did look good together. I could imagine them together, seeing the life they would have.

Gerrick and I had crossed paths very few times. He knew to stay out of my way and I did the same. He was a respectful man, ruthless but very polite about it. I knew he would treat Masha well but if Masha was getting wrapped up in a mafia business, it would be mine and by me, no one else.

My feet moved.

The struggle finally being won with them casually strolling, Masha blushing now and again. Just a few more minutes, that man would swoon anyone but not my Masha, her heart belonged elsewhere.

His eyes tipped up as I approached, pleasantries said. My eyes moved from the man to Masha who was having some flirtatious banter with the man before her as he would say it. I nearly chuckled, seeing her little game, trying to get me rattled up. Masha did not want to see me jealous. I would start a war right here and right now, burn half of England just to prove a point, that no one could take her away from me.

My chest nearly rumbled, feeling so possessive of her. She was mine to love, mine to hold, mine to build a life with. I said I would do anything for her and I would. I would face my fear, face my vulnerability for her, be a fool, whatever but me without her was not a person I wanted to be. It was not a life I wanted to live, giving up the fight and letting it happen.

“ Masha, care for a dance?” I asked, my hand already out as her eyes turned to stare at it. I watched her stare at it for so long, a smirk on my face because she looked so cute, so beautiful. Her hand slowly itched to mine, mine engulfing hers, it feeling so good to finally touch her.

We would always gravitate to each other.

I led her to the dance floor, it clearing as we stepped on it.

I turned her, her body coming to mine as I finally did something I wanted to do since lying my eyes on her that night— holding her in my arms.

She was shorter and tiny compared to me which left her fitting in my arms so perfectly. I loved it, my Masha. I would protect her, I would bleed for her, I would fight for her and I would burn worlds for her.

I span her around the floor, her body moving with mine with such ease. All my eyes stared at was her, watching her light up as the emotions rolled through her body, going through the all of them yet one very clear.

Masha Vasiliev loved me with all she had.

I pulled her body up, the music dying away from my ears. It was not how I thought the night would go but I never wanted it to go any other way. My hand ran through her skin and I was the only one that would leave her covered in chills, breath hitching, eyes wide and drawing me in.

Yes Masha, it’s you, it will always be you.

My mouth opened, my heart pouring out, stating my love for her.

I loved her more than I loved even myself, loved her more than anything. I could die but loving her would be what I would do to the very best any man could love a woman. I would worship her, seeing her crumble in my arms as I laid my world out for her.

I wanted them all to hear, wanted my men to see her and know that she was worth more than anything they had in their lives, to protect at all costs, even if it meant their deaths. I wanted my enemies to see her and see that I would slit their throats with no mercy if they even got near her. There would be no question on how far I would go to protect her.

“ I love you Masha Vasiliev, but I won’t tell you every day, probably won’t say it in months but that doesn’t mean you don’t mean everything to me.” The words slipped out, my negotiation skills at work. I would do anything, I would do all these things but she did not know that. It would only make them more special when I did them after I had said I would not. I was sly, wasn’t I? “ I probably will never watch a movie with you, but I can do dates, walks and roses.”

“ I can’t kneel before these men, I would never hear the end of it. But Masha, please, be my wife, be my love and be my rock. You have been all these things and I want them back and more. I want you back, I want you in my arms for the rest of my life. I promise to give you the world, just say yes.”

I wished I could kneel but the amount of people I would have to kill after would take the energy I wanted to throw on no one else but her.

I was ready to make her the center of my existence, she was my life, watching her tears fall, my heart drumming hard, scared she would say no yet I did not mind proposing for years on years if need be.

“ Yes, Azrail, I will marry you.” She cried out, barely holding it together as my world fell into place, everything making sense again, everything right again.

I slid the ring in her finger, it perfect, made for her, her name engraved inside. She was the holder of my heart and I knew she would treasure it just like I would treasure hers.

My arms wrapped around her, my lips claiming hers.

If only she knew, there was no way of escaping me from then, a wicked smile on my face. I could truly say that I was happy, she made me happy.