OCTUPLETS FOR THE MAFIA BOSS

MEETING THE MAFIA BOSS

Benny had been to many villas in her twenty-two years of innocent existence, but where she was driven into made her droll with her tongue out of her mouth.

Beautiful purple-painted duplex sprawled in her front and several racy cars were parked awaiting the royal whims. And when her eyes descended on two whirlybirds on the helipad far off, Benny's face was filled with smiles when she brought out her phone and takes several pictures of the majestic environment.

"Is this where your boss is living?" She managed to ask after gaping at the thousands of likes that keep amassing at her post.

"Yes, Miss-."

"Benny, O'Brien."

"Miss, Benny, O'Brien. This is one of our master's mansions. He has another one in west Arkansas, a family estate in north Arkansas and a large ranch at Bonny island. The mafia boss is the richest Young man in this empire."

'I will love to fly in one of that eggbeaters... Imagine the reaction of my followers when they see me doing a live video inside one of these choppers!' Benny exclaimed as the Royce Rolls parked among its peers.

As expected, Benny was live on her f*******: page when the elderly man opened the car door, and her phone keeps beeping as she walked through the balcony with a 3D design floor, and into the most gorgeous parlour she had ever seen.

"No chance, Roy. I am done with your sorry arse. Now get the hell out of my sight," a voice roared louder than a thunderstorm as the pair stepped closer.

"Master is always in a melancholy mood at this time of the day," the elderly man sighed after saying this, and then gestured to Benny to step inside, and immediately disappeared afterwards.

"Is she the one?" The man called Roy turned toward Benny and asked.

"I think she is, that's my wristwatch on her wrist."

"Then you have nothing to worry about. Get back your wristwatch and compensate her for a job well done."

"How I do my thing is none of your business," the mafia boss growled, and his handsome face become awful. "you always make stupid mistakes and I have to be the one to clean your mess."

Roy shrugged, cast a last glance at the lady who looked terrified by the mafia boss's outburst and whispered as he stepped beside her.

"Don't mind his outburst, he is a kind soul."

"Get off, Roy. You are driving me insane with your gibberish... And you, why did you stand like a statue? Come over here."

Apart from being the hottest bachelor in Arkansas City, rumours stated that the mafia boss is the most ruthless man in the city as well. But then, that is quite expected from a man that is ruling over such a large number of corporations. To go by the rumours, the mafia boss is supposed to be fat, aged and unruly looking, but the man standing in front of Benny is quite the opposite of her expectation.

The mafia boss is young, handsome with an athletic physique and moves with a ramrod motion that can only be attained after long years of training.

The unexpected turn of events made Benny speechless as he walked towards her and peered into her eyes.

" I left before you woke up. I was drunk and didn't remember what you look like, so I left my wristwatch with the impression that you will pick it up."

Just like magic, the puzzle seemed to fall into place when the good-looking young man said this.

"I sure did. Here it is," Benny answered back with a sly smile.

"Thank you, please come and have your seat."

Benny was glad she had displayed the wristwatch and didn't keep it inside her pocket as her mother had earlier suggested. Nobody in Arkansas city will buy this wristwatch from her and anybody who buys it will be caught and traced back to her.

For someone as powerful and well-connected as the mafia boss, finding things is the easiest task for him.

"Give me the watch."

She removed the watch from her wrist, and tossed it to him, then sat comfortably on the three-seater cushion chair.

"What can I offer you?" The mafia boss asked as he sat on the chair facing her.

"A bottle of champagne."

He nodded, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, although for a while. And Benny was speechless when a maid shortly materialize with a bottle of champagne, bowed at her and served the wine glass to the brim, and quietly left as she had arrived.

"How did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"How did you tell her what I demand? She arrived a minute after I asked for champagne."

"That's my little secret... Take your drink, while I make you an offer."

"Benny swallowed the wine greedily, placed the glass on the table in her front, and muttered after, " what is your offer?"

"I want you to be living here as my wife."

"What!" Wine flew out of Benny's mouth when the mafia lord said this, and she quickly swallowed the rest, coughed twice, removed a white handkerchief from her bag and cleaned her wine-stained lips.

"I have a reason for asking you to be living here with me and acting as my wife," the young man paused and sighed, and his countenance shows he is bored with the ongoing conversation.

"I don't... I don't understand. Did you want to get married to me?"

"Yes. But let's see it as a kind of contract marriage where we are both free to do what we want or pull out after. No paperwork, no celebration or invitation of guests... This will make it easier for us to terminate the contract whenever we feel like it."

"This is too sudden for me to grasp, please... I mean, I... I-."

"You don't have a choice, Miss. And don't bother to go back to your mother's place. I sent someone to inform her that you are here."

"What did you mean by that? I have the chance to choose who I want to be with."

"Yeah. Kindly amuse me for some days and you can go after," the man said in a final tone as he stood up.

"How did you know my mother's place?"

"I saw you from the camera in my car and decided to check into your profile. I know few things about you and I am planning to find out the rest," he paused his speech, c**k a smile and resumed after, "my maids will show you around the villa and take you to your quarter. I am busy now, and will answer any of your questions later."

"Wait... What is your name?" Benny's voice quivered as the hazel eyes bore into her.

"Call me Banjo."