Chapter 3
"Is that all you have to say after stealing my bread?"
"And so... sor...sorry for listening to your song when your car passed by me in front of that house every morning, I didn't know you hated me. I thought the bread, how it was tied in a polythene bag and sometimes kept on a plate were always mine." I cried and pleaded. I thought those slides were left for me, sometimes, they were left on a plate and covered beside the trash bin. A hungry lady, I never knew I was stealing.
He folded that fist again, and lift it below as to send me to death. I closed my eyes to take it and surprisingly, for some seconds; I was still there crying. I opened my eyes again and he wasn't in front of me again.
All I heard was Aaron groan in pain as he rolled from side to side on the floor.
"Why did you hit her on the ground that way when I have not asked you to do shit!?" Another blow landed on his face when he tried to get up. He fell far away from him. The deadly fist which I thought would take me to death was being given to someone else.
"Why did you pull the trigger on her while I had not asked?" He picked the gun from the ground and pointed it at him. He pulled the trigger backward and turned to look at me.
It was my turn now, I closed my eyes so tight. That was what I wished for. To dye by gun. I had said all my prayers and wished to meet my parents.
While I closed my eyes, I could hear footsteps coming in my direction.
"That's my end!" I cried and held my hair with my right hand and pulled it desperately. I didn't know why he beat his bodyguard like that. If he could do that to him, I hope my end had come and I can't run from it.
"Please" I pleaded but my voice was too weak.
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DEVIL'S POV:
"Please, before I die, thank you for those slides, they kept me alive." She cried.
For the second time, I nearly had pity and felt sad for her.
"Don't look at my face." I scorned.
She quickly looked at the ground but I lifted his head to look at her face and her eyes, tears nearly dropped. But I didn't want that. My tears are blood. Her face was so dirty but I could see how beautiful and cute she was.
"I'll deal with you another time," I whispered in her ears and kissed her head. She fainted on my chest so I needed to carry her in my arms. 'How could she be so light?' her weight was just like a bag of cotton. I could have carried her with one arm.
Her head was on my left arm and her legs were crossed on my right. I didn't know what she was thinking but she kept quiet and cried inside.
I put her back in the car which Aaron had already opened the doors. I sat by her side to make sure she was breathing and alive.
"Tracy, I need you now", I cut the call. I don't wait to hear anything from the other side whenever I made calls with my servants. Tracy is my doctor and I paid her a huge. She was solely mine. I actually had a whole life contract with her.
"Aaron!", I called, this was my second time raising my hand on him. He was very strong and well-trained. But I trained him. I don't need anyone to protect me but I just need people to help me. I am strong enough to protect myself. "Call me Master Terry now, my mood is a bit down".
"I know that, Master. I'm sorry for what just happened. I promise, if I do that again, kill me."
I tapped his shoulder and laid back on the seat, he didn't have his seat belt on so did I. That was a good sign. I would have thought he was planning to hit me somewhere if he had had his seat belt on.
I'm now an Assassin Mafia. I didn't take any others missions again. My time of mission is over. This mission would take me to the position of CHICAGO MAFIA OFFICIALLY. That was the deal I signed for but not the sharp turn against me. One big mistake and stupid thing that happened was that attempt to assassinate the assassin. All the court would fall before me. Not all that, they really had the guts to touch my poor crush.
I didn't stop by my casino, I needed to make sure she was safe. When we reached home, I carried her by myself again and dropped her in one guest room.
The first place was the maid's room and that wasn't cool for me. Tracy came in right after I entered. She came in with Mercy, the maid I had beaten. Her nose was plastered in white. I broke her nose. That was also the first time I raised my hand to her.
She approached me to take my clothes off, I was fond of doing that whenever blood stained my clothes. I didn't hide my chest from them. I took that as normal.
"Wash it nicely, I love that shirt".
"Here, your gold coin", she said.
"Keep it! it's all yours". All eyes were on her. I had seized that coin from two guys who were gambling and fighting some time ago in my casino. I kept it in my pocket that day to bury it along with that poor girl but things changed. It was worth just $20,000 and I didn't care.
Had I delivered the girl, I would have received 500 pieces of that. That was why they didn't want me to open the package. Assassinating cost 1000 pieces of that gold coins. I was the richest. "Why wouldn't they kill me.", I tickled myself.
I needed to go to that warehouse again to see who was behind that shit. I couldn't just make conclusions about people on this issue.
But, the boss, I was my boss.
I went inside my room, washed the blood off my fist and chest, then equipped myself. My bulletproof which saved me from the first attack had some scratches on them.
"No, I'm attacking without it!", I said to myself and threw it on the bed.
"Lunch is ready, Master", the maid I fucked earlier came again. She was the only one I couldn't keep her name in my head. I needed to look at her for about 5 seconds before I remembered her Philistine name. She was very hot and even in her uniform. Anytime she reached up to me, my cock would raise and stand stiff.
"Come over here," I called her again and didn't ask her anything this time.
She trembled, but I didn't care. I made her sit on my bed. I imagined dashing my erect penis in her mouth. Before I realized it, she had opened and unfastened my belt, and had my pants down. 'What was she thinking?' I asked her.
'I...I...just want you to suck that, please," She exclaimed looking into my face and holding my pants."I've been wanting to do this with you. I like..."
'Shhh..shh!" I hissed and took my pants from her hand. 'Leave my room, you are too young for this. You might get yourself choked with my long dick. You are just a little girl.' I suggested.
Immediately she faded, I picked up my phone and rushed into my bathroom.
I couldn't wait for my prostitutes to come. I jerked desperately and passionately, stimulating my dick up and down. I imagined how hot that maid was and the jerking became harder. In the meantime, images of the poor girl's face as I watched her lay helplessly in that bag while also interrupted.
Then images of the prostitutes I've slept with came to my imagination, I continued jerking forcefully. When that poor girl's image jumped in again, I imagined her stripping her dress...