The Mobster. [Mafia Rom-Com]

The Devil Is Back Bitches.

C A M I L L E    D A V I S

I smoothly rolled my shining black Mercedes-Benz into an empty spot in the parking lot of Saltzman University. The engine rumbled and stopped as I grabbed my bag. Taking a quick glance at my appearance in the rearview mirror of the car, I ran my fingers through my smooth, dark brown hair that was tied in a high ponytail. Applying another coat of baby pink gloss on my lips I finally jumped out of the car. Walking away, I make sure I hear the beep of my car locking. I smirked to myself while looking at the tall building towering over me.

The devil is back bitches.

Swimming through the sea of chattering students I reached my spot—the darkest corner of the cafeteria of our University. All eyes were on me. After all, it was my first day after three-week detention. My grey eyes flicked to my best friend-Brandon Black. Tall, handsome, and the biggest motherfucker. He is the playboy of our college. I have known him for only two years but we are like 'the best friends'. His dad and my parent's death happened around the same time so we kind of understood each other and shared our pain. When no one was there for me, Brandon came along and helped me move on through that dark period of my life.

"Oh crap, the demon is back, everyone!" Brandon smirked, his striking blue eyes dancing with amusement.

"Well indeed, she is, Lucifer," I smirked back. We hugged each other smiling from ear to ear. Everyone from our little, but sinful group greeted me.

"Glad to have my partner in crime back." Brandon wrapped his hand around my waist, winking at me.

Damn that sexy wink!

"You still remember our deal, right? You lose the bet, you do as I say." I rolled my eyes at his bossy tone.

"Aye aye captain. As long as it is not to throw another drunk party at the cafeteria, I am all game." I winked his way. He chuckled and we moved towards our bloodsucking lectures.

F L A S H B A C K

"Cami! Cami! Cami!" Every single one of the students was screaming my name, gathered in the cafeteria. One more tequila shot and I will win the bet with Brandon. Our principal was off today so we decided to make the best of it. Brandon and I were currently gulping down the shots. Whoever finishes first, wins. Just as I raised the last shot to slide down my throat someone knocked me on my head and Brandon won the bet. Molding my hands in a fist, I turned slowly to face the b***h who dared to mess with me. No one ever dared to even point a finger at me here. They know better than to mess with me. My eyes were filled to the brim with rage. I raised my hand and slapped that b***h right across her face, hard. Loud gasps roared around me. That's when I noticed that the cafeteria which once was exploding with music was now dead silent.

"Miss Davis!"

Oh s**t. Holy Crap!

I raised my eyes only to meet with a ticking bomb which was about to explode any second-My Principal! With a red mark of my five beautiful, long, slim fingers on her right cheek.

I freaking slapped my principal for interrupting me! I am so dead today!

"My office! This minute!" My principal howled like a wolf ready for its prey and marched away. You can guess what mesmerizing things happened next. . .

T O D A Y

We were huddled in the busy cafeteria. After hours of banging our heads in class, we were finally freed. My whole group was sitting in a circle. We greeted each other and ordered our food. I flopped down beside Brandon who was flirting with a booty girl.

"So this is how I am welcomed after three weeks." I snapped at Brandon, crossing my hands above my chest. Smugness stretched across his handsome face as he pushed that booty girl away and turned to me with his beautiful blue eyes.

"I apologize for the disrespect, your highness, are you jealous?" He bit his lips and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Forgiven. But why in the world would this jaw-dropping queen be jealous?" I rolled my eyes and his lips lifted into a hot smirk. I was about to stand up and walk out when two large hands grabbed me by the waist and I was pushed against a hard body. A large smile grew on my face as I felt his front against my back. I heard whistles around me. Brandon does that a lot in university.

"Someone is too needy for attention today." He said huskily in my ear. I inhaled sharply and pushed him away from me, acting as if it didn't affect me a bit while my subconscious was dancing with pom-poms in her hands.

"I have all the rights to be." He came closer and grabbed my waist once again.

"Today, at midnight. My club." He winked. He had already planned a f*****g party!

"And that is why you are my favorite Brandy!" I broke into a grin, enveloping him in a bone-crushing hug.

"Call me that again and you won't be allowed in your own party." I broke from the hug, chuckling at his offended pout.

"Get ready for a real party bitches!" I squealed, earning whistles and hoots from the whole cafeteria. The bell rang and everyone rushed back to their classes.

M E A N W H I L E    I N

P A R K E R    M A N S I O N.

K A I   P A R K E R

Perched on my throne, I was continuously tapping my fingers on the glass table in front of me. With rage filled in my forest eyes, I watched the i***t in front of me squirm in fear. My ticking jaw was like a warning for him. Sighing, I ran my fingers through my dark hair which was an extremely hot mess right now. I was trying my best to calm my nerves and not shoot the butthead in front of me. I was pissed. And a pissed Kai Parker is dangerous and wild.

"I. Want. All. Of. His. Information. From his exact hair color to the size of his d**k down to the millimeter!" I roared and Joshua visibly flinched at my dark tone. It's been goddamn three days and these bloody fools haven't found him yet. The man who is trying to fück with me. Only if he knew he is doing a grave mistake. But I'll make sure to tell him before I take away his last breath.

"Y-yyes Boss." He stuttered, his eyes not daring to meet my ferocious ones.

"Now get your ass out my face, Joshua," I growled and literally ran out of my office as if his life depended on it. I smirked internally. They all are scared of me. These fools have seen me do the dirtiest work one can do. Killing— dozens of people in a minute, murdering, torturing, gambling, smuggling, you name it. I am known as the crime lord and no power can take me down.

"Come in" I ordered when I heard a knock. I got up from my seat when I saw Lorenzo, my second in command. We might not be related with blood but we are brothers. We live and die for each other every day. We were thirteen when we were forced into this world. But with time, we started loving this. We were addicted to power. Killing and torturing people is no fun without him. He is just as ruthless and merciless as me. That's why he is my favorite.

"Hello, brother." He gave me a devilish smile.

"Hello, bastard," I smirked, the corner of my lips tilting up sharply. We did a bro hug and settled on the couch in my office. Lorenzo was looking at me intently so I arched my brow, questioning his gaze.

"Who did the grave mistake of pissing you off today?" He c****d his brow,

"There is this unknown motherfücker who is trying to take over. He recently killed or should I say erased our upper-security systems. Five hundred of our men were killed. That cunt even managed to stop our biggest drug deal." Lorenzo looked shocked and confused.

"No one had ever dared to even enter our territory without our permission. How is this possible, Kai?" I sighed loudly, clenching, and unclenching my jaw.

"I just know that the motherfucker has gone undercover from the last two years and is controlling everything while hiding like a coward." After processing what I said Lorenzo smirked.

"We will find him, brother." I know why he smirked. At the thought of what we will do to him after we find that asshole. I stood up from the couch and went towards the window to inhale the fresh air.

"We will. And we will make sure he pays for the loss, with interest. And as for torturing, I will let you have the honor." I smirked and Lorenzo's face grew evil.

"But the pleasure of tearing out his throat will be mine." I winked and he darkly chuckled.

Ting!

My laptop indicated I have a new mail. I clicked it open. It was from my men. Lorenzo now stood beside me, looking at the kiddo motherfucker who dared to mess with us. That coward has disguised himself as a student. I scoffed.

Really? So much for a new mafia boss.

Suddenly my office door burst open. Wincing at the sound of the handle slamming into the wall, I looked up. Standing there in a formal black tux with the shoes to match, and Gucci goggles, looking like the teenage version of the boss baby was my lil 10-year-old nasty brother —Lèo. He is painfully annoying at times but his adorable little face keeps me from kicking his ass. His hands were behind his back. Probably hiding something. Little brat. Smirking at our reaction he made his way to my chair and I was not ready for what was about to happen next. I felt several stings of pain in my eyes when my little brat shot water at me from his bloody water gun toy. After he was done emptying the whole water gun on my face, he turned around and ran.

Tsk. Tsk.

With one big step, I pounced on him, tackling him to the ground while tickling his stomach.

"That's what you get when you mess with me, my sweet baby bro." Sarcasm dripped from my words and his adorable sweet giggles filled my office.

"K!—giggles—leave me! I am so—giggles— sorry! Sorry—-giggles—K!" Watching his round little face go red like a tomato I finally let go and stood on my feet. Brushing off my clothes, I offered my hand but he ignored me and stood up on his own.

"A mafia never takes another mafia's hand." I scoffed at his childish tone.

"And a sensible mafia never messes with another mafia." He just shrugged at me. Lorenzo was watching the whole scene sitting on the couch. The minute Lèo saw Lorenzo he literally ran into his lap. Jumping and smashing his delicate jewels Lèo kissed his cheeks. They had been buddies since forever.

"Hey, champ! Would you mind taking a seat on my lap and not my—" He eyed there. Lèo giggled and adjusted his position.

"Sorry, Enzo. I missed you."

"I missed you too buddy. Wanna go to the game club?"

"Yes!" Lèo giggled again. He is always giggling. I rolled my eyes.

"Text me the plan brother." I nodded my head towards Lorenzo who left my office with my little giggling machine. Looking back at my laptop, I sighed and rested my head back on the chair, and closed my eyes with a cruel smirk slowly crawling to my lips.

"We are coming Brandon Alessandro Black."