The Devils Heaven

Chapter : 9

"Come in"

Sam joined the room and s**t it behind him, walking closer to where his boss was settled in his swirling chair behind the large mahogany table.

Jacob exhales the white cloud of smoke out his mouth as he crushed the stick ashes onto the tray in front of him.

"Did you get it? " He asked.

Sam nodded and placed the file on the table. "Here is all the cop's private data from who they are suspicious of, to their next rate plans, to their plans of charging the mafias and the next targets. "

Jacob nodded in acknowledgement tapping on the file with the tip of his fingers and placed it aside, leaning forward he settled his elbow above the desk interlacing his fingers under his chin. "Good job, Sam. You never disappoint me" The latter smiled and bowed in utter respect.

"Anything for you boss. " Jacob chuckled and waved his hand dismissively.

"Take a week off and spend it with your boy, you're free from receiving another mission anytime soon, " West said, smirking at the others' flustered expression.

Sam's cheeks visibly brightened with lovely hues and he puffed in embarrassment.

"Ahem… sure. Thanks, boss" The spy let out in gratitude. With a nod of acknowledgement from the mafia.

"But before that, sit down. I want to talk about something important, " Jacob says and the latter nodded in response and sat opposite to his Mafia boss as ordered.

"What is it?. "

Jacob squeezed the cigar between his fingers and cleared his throat. Infuriated at himself about how he doesn't even know what words he should use to ask what he needed to.

The Raven head gritted his teeth in annoyance and sighed deeply at his lack of conversation skills.

"You like Allen, right? " Jacob asked first, wanting to confirm his suspicion.

Sam blushed as an adoring smile crept onto his face and he shakes his head in refusal. "No boss, I don't just like him. He is my Love. "

Jacob nodded in thought and sighed long as he let out the words he wanted to ask him. "How do you deal with him? "

Sam raised his eyebrows and looked at his boss with a questioning eyes. "What do you mean? "

Jacob sighed again. "I mean to say how do you talk to him? What do you do when you see him? "

Sam was stunned at his boss's sudden unusual questions but choose not to ask further and response to him.

"I treat him gently and with the utmost care, I can muster up. I always try to be careful to not hurt him intentionally because it just comes right back at me since I can't see him sad or hurt, especially if I am the reason for his tears. It just breaks the piece of my heart, he means the world to me. I never want to see those downward lips and a deep frown on his face though he looks cute it still doesn't change the fact that he's upset. " Sam had a precious smile on his face while his eyes dripped with love and affection for his baby sunshine.

No matter what, he just couldn't stop smiling at the thought of Allen.

Jacob scowled at the illogical words of the male and asked the first question that came to his mind. "How do you talk gently? "

Sam's smile died down at that and he looks up at his leader with a void face. "Gentle mean….. Soft. Like with Love and care. " He tried to explain though he was slightly creeped out by the way his boss seems to be so interested in I that I kind of talk.

Jacob huffed. "That's what I am asking. How to talk softly? "

"How can I describe it to you, boss? Do you seriously don't know how to talk softly? "

"If I had known why would I ask you? " West growled.

"Boss, it means to lower down your voice and not the one you use for your victims, but the one that comes out within your heart and core, the one that makes your lover feel at ease in your presence. "

"Can you explain it in a human language? What the f*** is 'talk with your heart and core' how do I talk with my heart?! Should I pull it out of my chest and let it talk itself?! Because I don't know how in the bullshit can I talk through my heart!" Jacob exaggerated, as he glared at his spy who was spitting nonsense in his perspective.

Sam sighs deeply and faceplamed himself in front of his boss, totally done with his inexperienced leader.

"Why do you even want to know? Did someone finally caught West's eye? And is it that serious that you even want to know how to talk love language? " Sam raised his eyebrows while he grins teasingly.

Jacob glanced at him with an emotionless face and glared at his spy blankly. "That's none of anyone's f****** business! So cut the bullshit and explain as you are informed and if you can't do it then f****** leave now! "

Sam gulped at his leader's low deep chilling voice and nodded. "Sorry boss"

"What do you want to know? " He asked this time serious, sensing the sensitivity of the matter and the unexpected protective behavior of his mafia boss.

Jacob rubbed his face and glanced at him. "How do you make Allen relaxed in your presence. Like how do you make him feel that it's safe to be around you and there's no need to cower in fear? " Jacob let out what he wanted to ask and this time didn't give a f*** about how he sounds like, because he's freaking going insane in the pressure of how to f****** act around that dancer.

Sam nodded in understanding and start to speak. "In my opinion, if I want to make Allen comfortable around me I have always respected his privacy and never was harsh on him. The touches of yours towards your lover are the most influential element and it's the key to the stronger connection between the lovers. "

"My love and feeling for Al` never let me go harsh on him, it automatically forces me to care for him and always be there for him whenever he wanted someone. " Sam smiled and looked at his leader and spoke further.

"And the most important and the sweet thing is to give them loving and sweet pet names that can make their heart flutter and spread a shy smile on their face. " Jacob looked up from where he was listening carefully to his spy's every word and grimaced.

"Pet names? " Sam nodded.

Jacob hummed in thought. "Which one should I call him? "

"Anything you would like. "

"Are you talking about w****, s***, b****, dancer, c**s***, dirtyboy, daddy's boy or even babyboy.. But I don't want to call him with these common pet names and they don't quite fit the mood when I see hi-- what's wrong? " Jacob stopped talking when he saw the bewildered face of his spy.

Sam closed his gaping mother and chuckled nervously. "Umm… boss? Is it your sort of pet names? Aren't they too aggressive and..ahem unromantic? "

Jacob looked down in thought."what do you call Allen? " He asks instead.

"I mean I would much prefer naming him my baby, babe, sweetheart, darling, honey, my love and all thode sweet names, you know-- umm sorry acty you don't know anything" He muttered the last part under his breath so his boss couldn't hear him.

"What the f**k are these strange words!? They sound rubbish and total bullshit! " Jacob spits out and sighs.

"You're not freaking helping at all! "

"But this is what you should call your lover with, they like being called by these names! " Sam defended himself.

Jacob groaned. " What the f*** I am putting myself into! " He pulled out another smoke and lit it up, inhaling it hastily so the tension and stress could leave his body.

"I am not calling him with these f****** names! What even is the baby?! He is grown-a** man and not a f****** infant!" The mafia said loudly making Sam internally groan at his leader, he wanted nothing more than to f****** running away from here and into , his Sunshine's arms, he badly misses his baby.

"Call him whatever you like but not those- vulgar words. They sound humiliating and harsh if you are saying that to the one who you want to impress and want to be with in the future or even Love them- except if they have a kink then that's another story" Sam said defeatedly while making a lazy hand motions.

Jacob sighed and rolled his eyes. "I just want to make him… comfortable with me. What the f*** am I even Doing! This is ridiculous! " He said in frustration and exhaled a large amount of fog and leaned his head back on the headrest of chair and closed his eyes.

Sam smiled as he stared at his leader, he never saw him stressing over something like this or even anything. West is known to be the calmest and cleverest leader to lead his mafia, who has a huge amount of patience and tolerance.

He never stresses over anything and seeing him right now in this state which no one could believe if he ever tells them that West was stressing over how to talk softly to someone, they will laugh at him for being delusional and make fun of him.

This must be very damn serious if The Jacob West is stressing over it.

"You can go" Jacob's voice echoed in the room, cutting his thoughts and he smiled in relief and happiness.

Finally, I can spend time with my baby.

"Sam! Send someone to buy me a brand new bed, which must be soft and comfortable to lay on…..the one that… ah what do you call it? "

"Fluffiest? " Sam guessed.

"Yeah! That one. Buy the softest and fluffiest bed and manage it in the hotel room I booked and also re-clean the room and make it look more inviting and calming. No mistakes, is that clear? " Jacob instructed firmly with solemnity.

"Yes boss, that will be arranged, " Sam said grinning and bowed before he left.

Jacob stared at the door for a while and took his phone out and placed it on the table. "I can't believe I am doing this! " He scoffed.

He opened his phone browser and started searching. 'How to talk softly?, How to treat a person gently?, How to treat your potential lover?, How to be Gentle?, How to touch without making the person cower in fear? How to make a person comfortable in your presence? How to make your heart talk? ' And many more until the young mafia groaned in tiredness, not just the physical but mental exhaustion too after seeing those bullshits that he cringed all the time while hearing.

But he's sure of one thing that there's no way he's freaking calling V with those stupid names that the actors in those videos and also Sam had suggested.

There's no f****** way 'baby' is eligible to be called to your lover and no way will it suits V.

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"When will you be back home? "

Noah put down the foundation he was holding and looked back at Jaemin from the mirror in his club's vanity.

"I don't know, maybe early hours of the morning" Noah let out heavily and sighs tiredly.

Jaemin in frustration kicked the couch sitting harshly tugging on his hair and groaning loudly.

Noah looked down and cleaned his hands with wet wipes and looked at his face at last, the makeup he put on hides all the bruises and marks on his skin but the deep bite marks could still be seen if looked closely.

He doesn't want to disappoint his customers by letting them see all those shameful marks on his skin, so tired to hide as much as he can. Can't risk making them disappointed and cut off his pay, he really needs the money on all the days of this week to gather the full amount of his pent up installments.

He can do this, he just have to be a bit brave and strong.

"Think about it again, Noé. You still have time, I have a customer already ready to buy the car. We can save you just please let me. " Jaemin begged with the heavy heart, he couldn't bear the thought of what will happen to Noah.

Few hours of sheer pain, fear and humiliation weren't enough that now he has to face this all night with them.

Noah sighs as he closes his eyes " No Jaemin, please stop asking me the same question again and again. I have to do this for Liam and I can't let you suffer because of my problems. "

"Quit treating me like a strange, Noé! " Jaemin sighs and stand up just when someone enters the vanity and they both lokked at the worker.

"V! Ten minutes. "

Noah nodded. "I am coming. "

The worker left as Noah stands up, dusting his clothes and checking his makeup one last time and sigh deeply in fear and dread took a place in his heart.

Just a few moments of freedom left then he will be stuck in the hotel room for a night with his customer.

Noah walked to Jaemin and hugged the silently crying male tightly to comfort him and as well himself.

"Just for a while more, Jae. The day brother wakes up is the day I will quit this job. I promise. "

Jaemin looks down in defeat. "Liam will never want you doing this to yourself, he won't be happy knowing what level you gone through to save him. He won't be able to forgive himself once he knows about this. "

Noah looked back at the older with wide eyes which were filled with panic and fear. "He will never know about this! "

"I won't let him know about this! I can't! He should never know what I did and how dirty I am, you hear me, jae! You won't tell him anything! " Noah yelled as tears streamed down his cheeks while he aggressively shakes the silently crying Jaemin who had covered his mouth to muffle his sobs.

"I am sorry, Noé… am sorry… I can't do anything to save you.. I-" Noah trembled in fear when Jaemin pulled him in his arms and hold him so tightly so he won't escape from his protective arms.

"It's not your fault, Jae. Stop apologizing. I am the only one who is at fault from the start of this nightmare. Now I am just facing the punishment of the mistakes I did" Jaemin tightnes his arms around the younger as he buried his face in his shoulder.

Noah won't believe it and will still blame himself for it.

There's nothing he can do to help him and he never felt so desperate and useless in his life before.

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Isn't the scary mafia a cutie who is actually trying how to be soft for the beauty…..

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