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Mafia's Son Chapter 15
"That right hand was fucking dead," Emmett tells me as he hugged me from behind and take me upstairs while Mrs. Piernotas stands on her side crying."You owe me the drink! She deserved it!""I think you don't get used to alcohol and maybe that third drink should never have existed.""But...let go of that...I want to keep drinking it!""Don't worry, you'll get a coffee as soon as we get out of here." Emmett says. "I don't want coffee, I want my gin and tonic!""Of course, beautiful, you'll have your gin and tonic as soon as we're out of this pub where everyone's watching us like they're ready to rip our heads off." "What?""Take her away from this pub, and she will not be able to return." Warns the security guard. But Emmett pulls out some bills and puts them in my pocket without letting go of me as if it were a dog that must be tied up by potential dangers. "She'll be back when she likes, okay?" The guard looks at the bills and nods. "Don't give him money! I do what I want" "Of c
Mafia's Son Chapter 16
"Think about it," Emmett tells me, " for tonight, you can think about it.""I think that one is a pass." I let out a laugh. He starts the car. I think that my state of crying to laughter has become a little alarming, and I reiterate that it is not by going drunk since I would need more alcohol for that, with two drinks I can not miss the session, although I do dis inhibit a little the bronzes that I have been enduring for some time. "Well, where's the grace?" He tells me with one hand on the steering wheel and the other with his elbow resting on the glass lowered from the window while driving.I turn to him and get a thousand whores to see his wide arm marking through the turquoise fabric of his shirt that looks amazing. The first buttons of the neck are detached to the middle of their protruding pectorals. It is the first time in the night that I take the dare to look at him in this way since before I could only pay attention to how cute Black had come with a white shirt. Which of
Mafia's Son Chapter 17
"Come on, sweetie. Get up, let's go to class. I'll go with you.""Dad, just one more minute.""No, no, no. You'll be late and you know how important your studies are, come on.""Uffff.""We put a lot of effort into getting you to that school. Come on, let's go." Dad has a point.Dad is absolutely right: I see him go to work every day before he leaves home to get to classes. When he doesn't work overtime, he accompanies me to arrive. And I am also aware that the fee is large compared to family expenses so that the agreement with the universities will allow me to access the scholarship system at some point. After taking a shower, having breakfast and leaving, we go on our way to take the bus. And for some reason, I can't get a recent fact out of my head. In this institution we are educated to be entrepreneurs, dream big and put together life projects that are viable. Therefore, some subjects such as financial education or entrepreneurship do not have other institutional educational sy
Mafia's Son Chapter 18
The delicious perfume of Paco Rabanne enters through my nose, taking me out of the dream in which I am melted.Suddenly dad disappears, the school disappears, my old classmates and teachers are gone. But there is still something and it is me, although not in the same way. I've changed. I'm sure of it even before I open my eyes and feel a contracture in my chest.I bring my hands to this site as I try to open my eyes, remembering that the belt clung to my collarbone and the airbag stopped me before passing long through the front glass of the car rented by Emmett Mendes. However, it is a hand over my left cheek that convinces me that it is time to open my eyes. Because, I know whose it is. "Hey."Black's voice reaches me and gets stuck in my heart. I open my eyes and do not distinguish at all where lightning I am now. I blink several times in search of waking up or distinguishing whether it will be another dream. It's not.I'm on a huge bed, in a room lit by a nightstand on a bedside
Mafia's Son Chapter 19
The instant Black Hamilton's mouth closes on mine, I know I'm lost. Hopelessly hung by him.I try to pull myself back on the bed, finding only the padded backrest, pillows and its firm weight surrounding me.The reasonable version of myself tells me over and over again that this could be a very serious mistake, that it is not the person that suits me, that it is dangerous for my own feelings, my occupational health and myself. I remember Mom's words. Don't let him or any man hurt me. And here I am, having been exposed to a feasible accident of the worst guilt of the person who has now caught me in his kisses. "Black..." I mutter between hot gasps as his mouth surrounds mine. His lips go down to my chin and I feel the roughness of his incipient beard touching me and generating an electric sensation in the nerve endings that connect my senses. "This... No... it's not right." My breath flutters even more as his kisses slide down to my neck, down to the curve of my shoulder. I am compl
Mafia's Son Chapter 20
I'm ready.I'm ready.AM I READY?Oh, but what does it mean to be ready? My interior I think that releases a scream when Black's eyes darkened by his lasciviousness approach my face and communicate the news along with his veracity that cries out aloud because in today's day I give him something that will remain only for him and no one else. As I examine his body, his pecs firm as rocks, his legs trying to get rid of his pants and his hard penis asserting itself against my waist. "What do you think, beautiful?" He insists before my silence and my deeply agitated breath. I slide my hands through the muscles of his waist, fervently attracting me to his firmness and the way the sun begins to bathe this man's body in the middle of Dawn. He is beautiful, powerful and a millionaire, but in the same way that these qualities define him, he is also a jerk, an extremely possessive and authoritarian man.I don't want my virginity left in the hands of a person who will take it as a trophy. "Bl
Mafia's Son Chapter 21
Narrated by Black HamiltonSports book. They were always my thing.I had talent in cards, a good eye to know when roulette would fail and at what point a novice idiot for the game would go wrong. But also regarding the times when it was appropriate to make him win so that he does not give up soon and encourages to increase his bet. Deducing each of his plays was a matter of tactics, what were the number series he voluntarily or involuntarily preferred and at what times it was appropriate to put a pinch of pressure with some flattery of the style " wow, you're good, no one had ever had me on the ropes so soon"; all part of my strategy to then corner him and take ten times more than I had wanted to bet at first. The problem came when the same ones always began to locate me and evade me, everyone who had encouraged to make a play with me now evaded me not only because he had debts with me but because he feared losing everything. And of course...that when playing alone, it is no longer
Mafia's Son Chapter 22
Mina's POV I open my eyes, sure I'm in trouble.A sour taste of liquor is settled on my palate and I feel my head exhausted, as if I had barely stuck an eye. But inside me lies a feeling full, fresh, strange, that raises my self-esteem and vibrates every inner cell of my body. However, it is in the sunlight and The Voice of Black Hamilton that anticipates that things are not very well. What I say, none of this is right at all. I don't know how many times he may have been talking to me or calling me in his dreams, but his voice in the company of the sunlight filtering through the window is the first thing that leads me to open my eyes. "Hey," he says, sitting on the edge of the bed, " now I understand how it was that you fell asleep that time." "I... I'm... Sorry, I think... I forgot to set the alarm." And I'm almost about to end the sentence with a "Mr. Hamilton" like every time it's touched me to apologize these past few days. "Don't worry, you didn't" "And I didn't hear it?
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Mafia's Son Epilogue
Days laterMina Western POV“Are you sure that this will be your chosen place to complete the pre-professional practices?”“Completely.”I don't want dirty business, I don't want big companies, I don't want lying millionaires or putting aside my dreams or putting my family at risk.The career director along with the chair of the Ethics Committee of my university reviewed the petition and papers. The report card and my enrollment up to date."Miss Western," she tells me, standing on her desk with her weight on her elbows, " allow me to advise you that, considering your excellent report card, your work history and the opinions of other teachers, we believe that you have all the capabilities to perform business administration tasks in a context that expands your job opportunities.”“I believe.” I reply firmly, “that I have made the right decision. I have always dreamed of working in the world of books, they are to whom I owe absolutely everything I have been able to achieve in my life. I
Mafia's Son Chapter 41
Sometimes time sneaks between your fingers. And you realize too late, once you have nothing left, to think about what does you good, the moments you should have taken better advantage of or the hugs that should have been infinite.Rarely have I felt in my life that feeling that everything is lost, that there is a void in front of you in which you are about to fall.The first time was when I found out my father was dead. It seemed like a horrible lie, knowing that I would never see him again, that I would never be able to ask him for advice again, that he would not accompany me back to school. I felt powerless, I felt like looking for an alternative of stealing a minute, just a minute from Fate and preventing dad from going through where he had to go back then so that the next time I saw him was in a coffin. Or at least, to have a minute to be able to hug him stronger, to tell him that I want him, to tell him that it is not necessary for him to waste his whole life working for coins, t
Mafia's Son Chapter 40
“My chair wasn't like that before I left.”Vania looks at me and I shrug as I sip my own cup of cappuccino.I never thought I would end up doing this, but I feel angry, disappointed, desperate, betrayed, I never thought she could play me like this, I never did anything to her at all. What kind of connection is she supposed to have with Black's ex-wife? I swear I'll get to the last consequences of whatever's going on."I hope you don't mind," I say, pointing to my cup, "I pulled an envelope of powdered cappuccino out of your pen. You got more food than pens in there.”She looks at me, offended. Blame this...person, I now have a stain on my college record and it may put absolutely everything in my professional life at risk.And what bothers me the most is that the disagreement is made.“Are you looking for me, Mina Western?” Question, provocateur.But if she's a bitch, I can be even more so. This time I stand up and warn her.“You looked for me first.”However, Black's office door opens
Mafia's Son Chapter 39
“Black, please, you have to do something.”My voice is filled with anguish as I show him the papers. He reads with hatred opening his eyes more and more as he progresses and ends up closing the note in a fist.“Shit.” He sputtered.“You can help me, right? Can you do it? You promised me.”“Yeah, there's something I can do. I'll take care of it. But don't go today, Mina. I need you at the office, it's an important day.”“But, Black, they say to introduce me urgently because I have lacked the truthfulness of my professional performance. I can lose my scholarship to finish my studies.”“I can pay what's left of your career, you don't have to worry about it.”“But it's not all money, you understand! I can't graduate with a sanction from the Ethics Committee nor can I start my internship again, I would have to wait until the next semester and go where they want to receive a person with a dishonesty act. You think it's very simple?”“I have contacts that could take you. Just let me take car
Mafia's Son Chapter 38
Mina Western POVLeaving the shower after a first course of sex and an exquisite dinner, I stop in front of the bathroom mirror on the top floor of the House. I observe my reflection without managing to avoid thinking about many situations that have passed during this last time, resulting in many secrets have been revealed to me, more than I estimated, a world spread out in front of me that I was not able to see and now take shape in front of an opaque, dense, dark background.On the one hand, I encounter the reality that Black is in a world of mafias that he is trying to get out of, which I do not think is without paying a high price in the attempt. Then there is his secret family, the wife he says he left behind without her having untied herself from him and the daughter he hides to protect her, a secret he now shares with me. Finally, Mikael Sydow's mobster has contacted me and threatened me not to tell Black, a matter that causes me terror since he has managed to have access to me
Mafia's Son Chapter 37
Black Hamilton POVLearning to cook next to Mina is quite fun. After things calm down and I have my knuckles bandaged, we make available all the necessary things with elements to learn how to make beef fillet with salads and mashed potatoes. A very homemade meal for my taste; my diet is based on dietary meats at the order of my trainer, junk or gourmet when it comes to outings or rank conferences."Don't do that," she tells me, pausing when I try to remove the skin from the potatoes.“Don't what?”"You just wash them well and then boil them with the skin." She points out.“Why?”“Because that'll make it easier.”“Yes, Madam.” I entrust myself to her orders, glad that we have passed the previous subject that was torturing us. I do not want to know about complicated situations that do not allow me to continue enjoying being in her company, it is something that I enjoy, but it checks every one of my thoughts. If there's anything I need for a moment, it's peace of mind.The same one I fee
Mafia's Son Chapter 36
“Who the fuck are you?”Black walks away from me like I've seen a dead man talking or pulled out a gun that I may have been pointing at his head. However, my gesture of amazement at seeing him react in this way he interprets it as if it were something theatrical."Black.” I insist, without twisting my arm and facing him also standing, “I asked you a question.”“Don't come near me or tell me what you want. Or what the fuck you were looking for by approaching me.”His hands tremble. He seems to be in doubt whether to go out looking for a poker to blow my mind or whether to stay and listen, I try to do my best because I choose the second option.“That's the same thing I wonder. Who is Black Hamilton? Why has he been hiding that kind of information from me beyond the inside of the office where I'm just his secretary?”“You could start by telling me who sent you to ask me for the job and where you've been leaking information.”“I remember you hired me. No one sends me, for God's sake. Only
Mafia's Son Chapter 35
I look at the screen and I look at Black several times. Sure that Mikael will not like the idea of knowing that I told my boss about his message, and also sure that my mother's medical history has been a threat gesture to maintain discretion. I can not do it no matter how much doubts make me uneasy or that happiness must be at times, brief, almost like a warning that everything can overflow at any time.If one thing I'm sure of is that there could have been no mistake or thing of fate in the fact that I decided to contact her. The last thing I need is to bring him one more worry or disgust, I can't expose it.I answer a simple OK before I get to Black and try to compose the face, pretending that everything is fine. And accumulating one more secret to our list.“How was that?” He asks me pointing at my cell phone.“I just wanted to ask my mom if she was okay. What Have you got there? It smells delicious.” I quickly change the subject as we look for a space to sit for lunch looking at t
Mafia's Son Chapter 34
The rest of the day is excellent. It takes me by surprise to start doing activities under a false name. Anyway, no one asks, but it is the way we address each other to call each other or interact.The people of Cuenca are very friendly. We start by going to a viewpoint called "Ventano del Diablo" that belongs to the town. It is a huge sickle-shaped rock formation with similarities to those of a huge cave with other small distributions. The panoramic view of the Jucar river leaves me frizzy, as it closes in a gorge along the landscape. The wind impacting on my face, on my hair makes me feel small before the immensity of nature. I;m overwhelmed observing the terrain that extends gracefully in front of the two.Black closes his arms around my waist, surprising me from behind and leaving me surprised by his gesture. The cold and unbearable Mr. Hamilton surprised his private secretary with a gesture as beautiful as this.“Do you like it?” He asks me."It's wonderful," I admit, without bei
