The Mafia's Right-Hand (Wo)Man

The Mafia's Right-Hand (Wo)Man

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By:  Eryn AndersOngoing
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The game: Mafia. The rules: Lies are required, deceit is essential, betrayal is highly encouraged. Who wins? The remaining one left at the top. Who loses? The one who falls in love first. Eirene Evander's identity had always been kept a secret, her family made sure of that. Since she could remember, she was trained in the art of illusion and deception. But a tragic event led her to run off and enlist in the Marines as Rein. Now that she’s come home, it’s time to see what the mafia’s up to these days. Will pretending to be a man help with her mission for the military? Will she finally find the truth about her father’s death? Or will it lead to her demise just like her predecessor? Delian Leofric is a calculated, mean-spirited brute. Every person he meets would warn others to avoid even just a glimpse of his shadow. But what they don’t know is that he’s more than that. Now that he’s about to become the mob leader, will he turn things around? Or in the end, will he be swallowed up and forced to do their bidding until he’s replaced by another? A vengeful soldier, a puppet mob king, with all the other players from the underground organization and more. These combinations may just bring tragic deaths, unexpected greatness, or maybe a concoction of both.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Sorry For Making You Wait

“Thank you for your service,” another civilian commented with a bright smile as Rein pushed her way to the Ambrosia Pub. She tipped her cap to the person before heading straight to the bar.

“Finally,” she thought after seeing the bartender come into view. Choosing the furthest seat by the bar, she dumped her luggage on the floor and leaned on the brick wall. “Two pints of your best beer, and keep ‘em coming please.”

As much as Rein enjoyed seeing her hometown after years of being deployed to the most dangerous places, she never did like attracting any attention to her. She looked around the establishment and saw several other soldiers who also just arrived. Oh, how she wished she changed to a more casual fit first. “Any battle buddies to drink with?” The red-headed bartender approached, placing the tall glasses of lager on the lacquered wood.

“Yeah, seems like he’s running late,” Rein replied, then quickly chugged the whole drink down in seconds, amusing the bartender and making him laugh. That damned Damon, she knew for sure he would be late. After hearing his sappy tale of having to recover his lost love with an ex-girlfriend, she wondered why he agreed to have a drink with her in the first place.

“These love-sick men and their obsession with women.” Rein cringed at the thought. She has always wondered why people would subject themselves to commitments that would only hurt during the process and then end in heartbreak.

She looked back from her stool once more, hoping to see her military friend among the waves of patrons coming in. Giving up, “He ditched me, I think,” she informed the barkeep with disappointment. He was the one who insisted on getting plastered at a pub, instead of doing it in her house, which was more stacked with various types of alcohol compared to any pubs in the city. And they didn’t have to spend any dollars, despite how expensive those would be in the market. But no, the most morally upright Damon Mitchell should only be entering a mafia house if it was work-related.

“More drinks for ye then. First two’s on the house lass,” the bartender replied as a comfort. Well, at least someone was being considerate. From their sparse conversation, his name’s Lou and he owned the place. The old man understood she preferred less talking and let her enjoy her beer.

But speaking of old men, “Ugh, I forgot to call him.” Coincidentally, her phone vibrated with the words ‘Drama Queen’ spelled out on the bright screen.

“Hey uncle, I’ve been meaning to call you,” she greeted in a sweet sing-song way. “At least you answer calls from a lowlife like me, Eirene Evander.” The person on the other line let out an obviously fake chuckle and with a sinister tone continued, “And here I heard you’ve been drinking at the Ambrosia, alone.”

Well, that was quick. She’d only been there for less than an hour and someone was already reporting on her activities. The Evander spies are getting better. “It’s not that-”

“Here we go,” she thought.  “cue the waterworks.” And on the dot, she heard sniffles from her relative. Rein could only sigh. “Everyone’s excited to meet you but you blow them all off to drink cheap drinks alone? Do you have any idea-” Rein had to quickly cut him off. His theatrics usually lasted hours and she never had the patience for them, hence his contact name.

“Uncle Aidon, first of all, just cause beer’s cheap, doesn’t mean it tastes bad. Second, I’ll be home soon, alright? I just wanted to get around Erebus without anyone knowing and turning it into a circus.” Many soldiers were just coming home from deployment so no one would notice Rein mixed in with the crowd. Not that anyone recognized who she was anyway.

Aidon finally gave in and said, “Fine, but don’t have too much fun there,” Rein knew his next words were serious. “We still have a lot to discuss, especially your coming activities in the city.”

“Yes, sir.”

While facing the wall talking to Aidon, a creak from the chair beside signaled her of a newcomer. “We’ll talk again later, my friend’s here.” She swiftly dropped the call to chew out Damon for almost ditching her.

She flung her arm hard, hitting what should have been Damon’s shoulder. “Asshole! I’ve been waiti- shit.” Rein’s face quickly dropped at the sight. Not only was this person not her friend, but it had to be someone like him. She retracted her hand as fast as lightning and pulled her cap down to her nose.

“Well,” the guy cleared his throat from shock and straightened his jacket from Rein’s assault, “This asshole’s sorry for making you wait, Miss.” God, she’s so dead.

She motioned toward him and bowed her head. “No, I’m sorry. I thought you were someone else.” She wanted to go on, “I didn’t know the Erinyes mafia heir, Delian Leofric, would be coming to a place like this,” but knew better than to say it.

The man towered over her, even as they were sitting. His serious demeanor was clearly that of a person you should never mess with. Anyone could see even from his thick clothes, that there was a fit and sturdy build hiding underneath. His clean-cut hair and chiseled face could sweep any person off their feet, at the same time strike fear in them.

She heard another creak coming from her side. “Sorry, I must have made you uncomfortable. I’ll just move further.” His voice sounded sincere but Rein knew better.

She remembered a story from her superior during their briefing. “Be careful now, a young boy who accidentally bumped into Mr. Leofric was found floating in the river the next day. They don’t call him the ‘Untamed Adonis’ for nothing.” “’Untamed Adonis’?” She inquired about the moniker. “It’s cause despite having good looks, he’s one scary man that you can't trifle with.” Whether that was true or not, she didn’t wish to be in his bad graces.

“No please, you didn’t. It’s fine.” Rein kept readjusting her uniform from being a bundle of nerves. Her palms started to get sweaty as she anticipated his reaction. “Alright then.” was all she heard. She didn’t know she was holding her breath until she had to burp it out.

Rein could feel eyes on her as she downed another glass. “Marines?”

She was not ready for this. Yes, it was her mission to get as close to the core of the mafia as possible. But she just got home, can’t she celebrate her arrival just for one night? Why did this Leofric guy have to show up right away?

“Remember stupid,” she scolded herself, “you were the one who volunteered yourself. Remember why you’re doing this.” Besides, it felt weird that she didn’t feel afraid as she should be, just nervous. “Like a first date,” suddenly came into mind but was quickly swept away by Rein before she would puke at the thought. After a few seconds of pause, she answered, “Yes, sir.”

His following questions were simple, and she did her best to respond as politely as she could. Though his slurred words let her know that this man was clearly quite drunk.

“Where’re you stationed?”

“Rison.”

“What’s, what’s your rank?”

“Sergeant.”

“Was it dangerous there?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Anyone waiting for you at home?”

“Just relatives.”

Still finding it awkward to do anything else, Rein took out her phone and typed D-A-M-O-N. “Hey, sorry for not coming,” a gloomy voice whispered. She knew it, that ex of his was bad news. “I told you that Dear John letter was real. Do you need me to come over?” She made sure her present drinking buddy heard that question. Rein had been itching for an excuse to leave.

“No, I think I’ll just sleep. Sleep until I forget her,” Damon lamented as he kept sighing. Taking her duffle bag by the shoulder, Rein gestured to Delian that she had to go and mouthed thanks to Lou.

“What are you talking about? I’ll come over to your house.” Rein continued to head for the door but quickly stopped in her tracks. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

At the corner table near the pool tables, were two men with the blondest heads on them. They didn’t even bother to look normal as their table was void of food or drinks, and their eyes were focused solely on the back of the mafia underboss.

“You know what, why don’t you come here instead?” She slowly made her way back to the bar, making sure she wasn’t imagining it. “I’m in a cluster fuck, might need backup.”

Damon, knowing that the phrase meant serious trouble, said, “Stay alive in the next ten minutes. I’ll be there.”

“Just my luck.” First, the Leofric heir, now, the Nordic mob. The Stockholm mafia had always been the Erinyes’ biggest competition when it comes to smuggling liquor and contraband into Europe. But Stockholm wins when it comes to who’s more violent. Them being in the same vicinity as the second-highest person in the mafia meant someone will surely die.

“On second thought,” Rein called out, “I might just have one more beer or five shots of brandy. I don’t know.” She went back to her seat next to the puzzled Leofric and almost threw her luggage in frustration. His eyes actually lit up and seemed more alert this time. “Uh, great. Lou, more drinks this way.”

Rein went back on her phone to type a message to Aidon, “Uncle, there are Swedes here tailing Delian. I saw two but I’m not sure if there are more.” Ever her doting uncle, he replied, “You’re on a first-name basis with him now?” Rein wanted to throw her phone. She can never catch a break with this man. “Seriously uncle, can you not make a joke out of everything? This is Stockholm we’re talking about.”

The typing bubbles on her screen were making her anxious. “Eirene, you should know since you’re an Evander. If a Swede steps foot in Sielyum, we’d know. That also means whatever happens to them had been decided.” Her uncle continued, “I suppose if you want to see how Delian truly is, you could stay there for a while.”

Rein thought back at all the rumored reports and concluded that they were exaggerated. But when she looked up from her phone, both the Swedish duo and Delian were out of sight. Only his suit coat was neatly placed on top of the stool. Panicked, she inquired Lou where the drunk guy was.

“Better go home, lass. Ye cannae be seeing those kinds of thugs and what they do,” he advised while wiping a few shot glasses clean. “No use getting bothered for people like that.” His thick Scottish accent made the warning sound like a threat.

Grunts and metal clanging suddenly boomed from the back.

Running towards the metal door, Rein replied with, “Too late, Lou.”

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great writing, lowkey hoping for gl between rein and kora...
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19 Chapters
Chapter 1 Sorry For Making You Wait
“Thank you for your service,” another civilian commented with a bright smile as Rein pushed her way to the Ambrosia Pub. She tipped her cap to the person before heading straight to the bar. “Finally,” she thought after seeing the bartender come into view. Choosing the furthest seat by the bar, she dumped her luggage on the floor and leaned on the brick wall. “Two pints of your best beer, and keep ‘em coming please.” As much as Rein enjoyed seeing her hometown after years of being deployed to the most dangerous places, she never did like attracting any attention to her. She looked around the establishment and saw several other soldiers who also just arrived. Oh, how she wished she changed to a more casual fit first. “Any battle buddies to drink with?” The red-headed bartender approached, placing the tall glasses of lager on the lacquered wood. “Yeah, seems like he’s running late,” Rein replied, then quickly chugged the whole drink down in seconds, amusing the bartender and making him
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Chapter 2 In the Grand Scheme of an Underground Organization
"I don’t think you understand, boy,” the flabby man across him said in condescension. Oh, Delian Leofric understood well. This loan shark thought his financial skills were better than the mafia that he decided to skim off the money he sends them. Wanting to sound empathetic, the gangster boss said, “I don’t even profit from this anymore. I just do it since I know how people in Erebus are in need of money.” He pointed his golden-ringed finger at Delian. “Even people who work for you.” He almost felt sorry for the man. Some people like him, when given a small amount of power, don’t realize they’re still pests in the grand scheme of an underground organization. So easy to get rid of and replace. “Mr. Nikos, the police and justice system of this city also work for me. You know what happens after a few calls.” The boss’s nostrils flared and his face turned red. “If you think you could threaten me with that, go to your daddy and cry to him about it.” Cheers and ridicule were heard among
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Chapter 3 He's Not Here Anymore
“Your newfound friend’s fine,” Aidon interrupted her thoughts. If there’s one thing Rein admired about him, it was his ability to read people’s minds. “If you haven’t stayed with him, it would have gone worse.” “How did you find me so quickly anyway?” She asked, wanting to keep her thoughts away from that man. “I made sure to arrive as discretely as possible.” Aidon gave a dry laugh, “My, my, Eirene. You forget who you’re talking to. Anyone who steps foot in Erebus is instantly under my watch.” He flipped through the newspapers and continued, “What did I tell you about surveillance? To make your targets believe there’s nothing going on, that they’re safe.” “And here I thought the King of Spies was losing his touch,” Rein quipped. “By the way, did they say if Leofric remembers anything?” Her chest did feel a pang of guilt for leaving the guy bleeding and passed out in the bar. Thankfully, Damon came right away so she didn’t have to carry him by herself. “If he did, what would you d
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Chapter 4 Something Good and Beautiful
“Lou, you really don’t remember what she looks like?” Delian, fresh from the hospital, asked the bartender. “Aye lad, I told ye already. She had her cap on the whole time. And the cameras also didn’t manage to catch her face.” It’s been five days since that night, and all Delian managed to know was that she got in a black car with an obscured plate. He almost thought that she was a figment of his imagination after waking up with a bandaged head. “Thank God, she wasn’t,” was all he said when the night’s event was reported back to him. Though he was relieved, he was equally as frustrated for forgetting her face. The Swedes did fail in their attack, but they succeeded in doing worse damage to him. Speaking of the two, no further news from the foreigners was heard as they seem to have gone under the radar. The Stockholm mafia also feigned ignorance at the current events. But Delian was not interested in any of those. That was why despite the doctor’s stern advice for him to go home and
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Chapter 5 Maybe Even Him, You Can Charm
“Are you ready?” Aidon brushed the invisible dust off of Rein’s slim-fit suit as they both checked her reflection. It was finally the day she was to be introduced as Rein Evander, the prodigal son of the Evander family and Delian Leofric’s consigliori. It took a month due to the Swede accident, but they’re here now. “Yes,” she replied. There’s no room for doubts now. Doubts only bred mistakes. And she couldn’t afford to commit one, too many people’s lives were at stake here. Her father’s vengeance was at stake. Rein wasn’t ashamed to admit that when she took on this responsibility, she didn’t really think of its consequences for her country. "Oh, before I forget. Here.” The new right-hand man passed a dark mask to Damon. “Our family is known for wearing these.” If each mafia family had its own quirks, this would be the Evanders’. Their secretive moves and preference for anonymity were represented by the mask. “It’s fine if you don’t, just be careful who you talk to.” Even if Delian
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Chapter 6 You Made That Woman Blush
“Most of us don’t know and can never fathom the sacrifice our forefathers made to put us on this pedestal.” Hector, together with the rest of the Leofric family, stood before the mafia members on top of their grand staircase. The event, in a regular person’s eyes, appeared to be just an affluent community’s celebration. But behind those expensive suits and lavish dresses were weapons of different types and sizes. In the Erinyes mafia’s eyes, it was a gathering of the strongest and most skilled people to welcome a newcomer. A newcomer who was deemed better than most of them to be chosen for the soon second-highest position in their organization. “To be able to acquire the power, wealth, and control of this city through their blood is something we could only imagine. So to you, the coming generation of our families,” he looked at each young member from all the clans, “Be strengthened by pain, honed with experience, and linked together through our deep fellowship. Only then could you d
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Chapter 7 If He's Not Preoccupied
“I’m sorry, little princess.” Delian gingerly caressed Althaea’s plump cheeks as she snuggled with a blue monster plush, drifting through a dream-filled sleep. “Don’t worry, she has no idea,” Danae spoke from behind him, her approaching steps light to not wake her daughter. “But she was upset that her Prince Charming had to leave early. She even threatened him that she was going to sleep forever like Sleeping Beauty until he came back.” Danae giggled at the memory. “So what happened back there, Del?” Her stepson didn’t know how to answer. Instead, he led her out of the room and took one last glance at the sleeping figure before gently closing the door. All he was able to say was, “Sorry I put Althaea in danger.” “You know, I’ve seen you watch him the whole night. Did he do something to offend you?” The truth was, right from when they met, Del was the offensive one. But Rein seemed to have the patience of a saint to not sock him on the jaw after the latest debacle. Was he supposed t
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Chapter 8 The Death of Me
“Shit!” Thane ran through the wide courtyard of the Evander estate, however quick his long legs could take him. The lush, grassy ground’s friction with his Oxford shoes didn’t help at all. “Come on, Rein. Answer the phone,” he grunted while gripping his phone close to his ear with only ringing sounds getting back at him. Minutes earlier while strolling on his way towards Rein’s home, a black Rolls Royce Phantom drove past him. He observed the way passersby quickly made way for the car in a mix of aversion and awe. And he knew only the mafia could elicit such a response. Also, it was slow enough for him to make out the passenger of the transport. Thane scoffed in contempt, “And here they claim that they’re helping people.” The special agent was familiar with how cruel and hypocritical the mafia could get, having a brush with them in the past. But before he could make another snide comment, he realized where the car was going. “This road only leads up to the Evander mansion.” Thane sp
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Chapter 9 Rein, You've Been Shot
The drive was quiet and Rafiq’s interest in the conversation between his boss and the Evander heir grew. “Where shall we head next, Sir?” Looking from the rearview mirror, he saw Delian sitting deep in his thoughts while trying to decipher a feeling he can’t shake off. “I feel like I’ve met them all before.” “Sir Rein and her Marine friends?” Rafiq asked. Ever since Delian went face to face with that captain of theirs, his demeanor quickly reverted to his business-like self. The mafia heir’s mind drifted back to that night at Lou’s bar after the fight with the Swedes. “There was another person with us that night. I heard a man say something along the lines of, “Don’t kill him.’ But I’m not sure.” Rafiq replied, “You were pretty beat up, Sir.” Delian scratched his chin in frustration. Why did he have to forget such crucial details of that time? Still, he had his suspicions. “I think the man that approached me and Eirene was Rein.” “You think Sir Evander has a connection with your
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Chapter 10 A Hostile Welcome
What the Evander guards thought to be another uneventful day turned out to be the opposite as a luxurious car drove by the Evander guardhouse. “What’s your business here?” One of the two burly guards asked roughly, leaning down the passenger’s side. The dark windows rolled down to reveal the fair Kora Renaud which took both men by surprise. Not only because of the lady’s beauty but also because of the common knowledge that Renauds and Evanders were not particularly close. “M-Miss Renaud, how can we help?” “I’m here to visit Rein. Would you let me in?” Her sweet voice pleaded as she batted her lashes at them. She didn’t have to since they were mesmerized already, but it wouldn’t hurt to be sure. Kora noticed one of them recover from his awe, beginning to reach for his earpiece. She has to get in before Rein had the chance to say no. “Uhm, I don’t know why he didn’t tell you. But he is expecting me.” She managed to look hurt at the Evander heir’s action, or lack thereof. Not wanting
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