Austin Mateo
New York has been mine since my birth, it's endless nights, lovely weather, scorching bright sunlight, and fucking dolls of people, all belong to me, Why do they even breathe unless I asked them to do it, fucking useless maniacs? I checkmate and people act around it. In my mafia world, it is said that New York never in its past 28 years had a new moon night, why, because Austin Mateo lives there, even the moon had never been given such authority to move from its place. I had always been the lord, and I will always rule this fucking place. My priority throughout my life has always been me but my dick of a father wanted my downfall, from beginning to the end this man had only fought for wealth and I will make him bleed on his dollar bills.
Austin wait, where you are going, it's so dark baby, good guys don't play at night, right sweetheart? Mima said with her big gray eyes. My nano used to say that I got these angelic eyes from Mima and no one can compete with these dazzling eyes. Mima belonged to a Spanish family, my nano was a Spanish mafia lord, and his alliance with my grandfather propelled him to marry his only daughter to Mateo ( devil be pleased by him). " mima, I will be quick okay don't worry, I will be back by 8:30" I said awing my big eyes to beguile her "please, mima, pretty please" I said as I brought my right and left index fingers together to make a sign Nobita made to Doraemon when he needed his consent. Mima shook her head in disappointment but she loved me more than anyone in this world so she said 'yes'. I made my way to my big hallway, I moved toward the main entrance surrounded by two guards, both of them dressed in black commando dresses and dark boots. Ryan eyed me with his judgy looks and said "Young master, you are not allowed to step outside at this time of the night". Ryan was my father's right hand and his most loyal guard, one day my father took me to his meeting, I was just 5 years old and I started crying because these big men bored the fuck out of me, I was continuously poking my father to take me home to my mama, so her warmth can soothe me and can protect me from this ruinous world. My father continuously neglected me and in response, I collapsed on the floor and cry even harder which made him lose his shit. He beat me in front of 50 men like he used to do to my mother alone every night in his palace, at that moment, the heart of a five-year-old broke into five million pieces not because his only hero beat him to death but because this was all unfair to Mima. He threw me out of the room to stand alone in the dark, I was crying calling my mima's name hoping she would come and save me just because she was a true angel, I was missing my mother when Ryan took my hand and carried me to his car, "Masters don't cry Austin, get strong big guy" he said while passing on my favorite ice cream and I gave him the cheesiest smile ever. "Ryan, you love me more than my father righttttttyyyy" I said licking down my hand as the ice cream melted away. He smiled and in a very low voice muttered " I can't hate you, young master, you look just like her". Ryan and my relationship was like a father and son, he taught me everything especially how to survive and when to live.
"No Ryan, mima gave me the permission, don't worry I will be back" I pushed the big guy to the side left the main gate, and entered the garage, I was counting the pennies when I was disturbed by an absurd sound, I looked here and there and practiced all my fighting moves in my mind which was taught by Ryan. I saw no one but a car, a car which was guarded by three commando men. I motioned towards it and I was stopped by those huge men, trying my best to cross them, I finally shouted at my highest pitch that it was my father's car, let me go, let me go but they did not unless the most heinous sound said " let him in" I was then allowed to sit in the car on the front seat, right beside me was my father's second cousin Matthew whose pants were open, and my father was on the back seat with a brunette clapping his dick, that was the worst sound I had ever heard but that was left behind when that whore moaned my father's name. I was so shocked that I forgot to breathe and panic hits me, I was fourteen and I knew porn but I had some sense that this was all wrong because he was married and he can only do that with my mother which made him the cheater he always was. I wanted air and I wanted to run to my Mimas arm, I needed her warmth again, and remembering her smile I pushed the car door which was locked and I was stuck, I demanded the driver to open the car or I will beat the shit out of him, my adrenaline was hitting hard and I punched the glass mirror with full force which bruised my hand making it bleed, I was about to hit again when I heard a clicking sound, I was familiar with this voice, it was his gun, his favorite python, it was facing right on my forehead, my hands were shaking and I was sweating although it was mid-November, he gave me the most devilish grin and said: "want your life young boy, then suck her, help your father bring her to the edge, a gentleman always satisfy women". Matthew laughed along with his sloppy moans and said "Common boy, do it or your mother will suck my dick tonight" and they both started laughing out loud. I was stunned, how can a father be like this, how can a man be like this, how can he apart from everyone be like this? My father closed the distance between me and the whore and said in his Russian accent "suck her or I will kill your Mima". I was crying hard now but he was a brute, a Russian mafia mob who kills first and asks later, I knew in my bones that if I did not follow his commands, he would kill my mother in front of me just to prove that he is the man of his words, so I sucked her nipples and I gawked wanted to vomit out, she was moaning my name too and I was helpless, I sucked her off constantly and within minutes she came down and I vomited in the car. She came nearer gave a peck on my cheeks and said, "You suck better than your father, young boy" and left. My dignity, my self-respect, and my urge to smile were all killed, my pennies were here and there in the car, and all I wished was I had listened to her, I should have not left, my mima was always right.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Ryan, who now worked for me as my right hand and the most loyal guard ever, "We are here young master, are you sure it's the right time"? He asked raising his thick brown brows, " yes Ryan, I will only marry when I have his blood on my hands"
I said loading my gun, Ryan tipped his chin continuously to reciprocate the situation, "Your father will kill you if he knows about this all and he might corrupt your shares" he said pulling his hands on the steering wheel, meeting my gaze through the rare view mirror. I knew this was bound to happen, My father is gonna know somehow as Matthew is his only family left, apart from me. I stared back " I am doing this only for our justice, Ryan it's not like I am not a bad guy, I am a fucking disastrous person but this is the only thing I am doing for our revenge, for Mima's revenge" I sighed, and by the mention of Mima the old guy was ready to take lives at its worst.
I took my phone out from my leather jacket to call all the pawns I needed today cuz it was a bang-bang time sweetie.
I was welcomed inside by my girl for the day, Tara, Mathews's only close family and her princess of a daughter, this girl is head over heels for me and the most important puppet of today's day, I am not the bad guy baby, I am a criminal and tara is in love with this criminal, hell may have peace upon me. As soon as we entered the house, she started kissing me everywhere, tara was sweet but not my type, my type may include a lost pup with hazel eyes and curly hair. it had been a week since I visited my hot-headed curly girl, looks like it was time for that.
We sat down on the sofa, Ryan in front of me on the dining chair, my guards standing beside him. While Tara was on top of me, I realized she was not the guilty one but pawns are always killed for fun, enjoy the privilege of touching me last time my sweet Tarararara. Our makeout was interrupted by the daddy bear, Mathew, he was more shocked than happy to see my presence and I waved to him with my two fingers making a gun from it later. He knew I was here to kill him, he knew all along that I would come for him and the tic tic now finally come to an end. Tara caught his eyes from the corner of her eyes and moned between the kisses, "Daddy look Austin is here". The old man didn't answer apart from sending me silent daggers, I pulled Tara closer to my D and she yelped. Mathew had no other choice but to sit and he followed my inaudible commands carefully. I asked Tara to take off her clothes, but she was naive and couldn't get it, her eyes went straight to her father who motioned her to do whatever I was saying, clever Uncle. Tara was fully naked in no time, I let her rub me along with my pants while I looked into his eyes. She realized what I was doing but its too late for it baby girl, she was crying and continuously rubbing my dick through my cargos. I loaded my gun and Tara pleaded looking at me with her tears. I paid her begging zero attention because I am not a lover boy, I am Austin Mateo, heartless son of a bitch. I pointed the gun directly at her head and she cried harder, her cries were all around the room just like my Mimas, and the satisfaction was more than ever. I unzipped my pants and inserted in her cunt immediately, I looked at Mathew who looked like shit as he had lost everything, as his world got ripped apart just like mine did ages ago. Ryan now unzipped his pants and started rubbing his cock gently, I smiled looking at Mathew, "boring huh, want someone" I said to him as I pushed inside her daughter harder. "Suck her" I ordered Mathew, he looked at me, making sure that it was not some kind of a joke, and soon he realized I am a Mateo and we are the man of our word, I will kill her if he won't do it. He stepped off the sofa and came nearer to us, looking at her daughter with an apologetic look when he bent down sucking her nipples. I laughed, "feeling good, baby," I asked Tara and she hummed in response. I knew she was close when I pulled the trigger, right on her head and Mathew shouted out, cursing me, cursing himself. He looked at me, but before he could do something he was held back by my boys, while tara lay on the floor, he cried taking her name constantly.
I saw him for a moment and disgust filled my guts, I pointed the gun at the lifeless body of Tara and said "This is for that day" and then I aimed my gun at him "This is for my mima, goodbye Mathew, devil may have peace on you" with that I pulled the trigger and killed him. With that, we left the house and went back to the car. Ryan in the driver seat said glancing out of the window, "You are not my young master anymore, you are my boss now" With that we went back home in a quiet yet peaceful ride.