Mafia's Curves novel Chapter 27

FALLON'S POV

We left the restaurant soon, on our way out Hayden got a text and since then he has been smiling crazy.

"Why are you grinning like pennywise? It's fucking creepy!" I snapped at him when the grin wouldn't leave his face. Only I should be the one to make him smile like that..no one but me!

We are at the boat to the island right now and his grin has only stretched more.

He looked at me with a smirk, "Oh you know... This chick sent me her nudes and damn she is slippery" he said wonderstruck.

Bitch what?

"My dick might as well slip inside her pussy" he said smirking. I held a monotonous face, "you're awfully quite, something's wrong?" He mocked.

I gave him a shrug, "well there is. When you're going to that chicks place, can you please tell me?" I looked at him expectantly. He furrowed his brow, "uh- yeah? But why?" He asked in confusion.

"Oh shit! I didn't tell you? Jeremy has been texting me all day." I said checking my phone. He stopped the boat at looked accusingly, "Who the fuck is Jeremy?" He asked enraged.

"He is one of my regular lay, I kinda miss him too. We used to date you know, we didn't work out.. well other than in bed" I said in a bored tone, I looked around to see us stopped in the middle of nowhere.

"Dandelion! tsk tsk tsk. You know very well, nobody can satisfy you nearly as much as I can!" he chuckled with a smirk. I huffed in annoyance, I was seething in possessiveness. He chuckled looking at my face one more time untill he stopped the boat and sat by me.

He poked my side, "Are you jealous?" he said in a baby tone, mocking me. I looked at him dead in the eye and straddled him, I clutched his neck, "Baby boy, I you ever think about any another woman... I am going to skin you alive!" I sneered at him and smacked my lips on his.

After 20 mins of heavy makeout we pulled apart. Our forehead touching each other's as my arms were wrapped around his waist, so was his. He chuckled lightly, I looked at him suspiciously, "Did I tell you how arousing you look when you're possessive?" He looked at me with a new set of emotions.

"Whatever, now that I think about it.. I have no right to be jealous or possessive, I am not your girlfriend" I say with a sad pout, my heart felt heavy thinking about that chick and Hayden.

"Babbbbyyy there is no girl. It was Mathew, he---"

"Matthew send you nudes??" I asked in astonishment. He just rolled his eyes, "No woman! Would you let me finish? I have a surprise for you. It's waiting with Matthew" he said and went to start the boat.

"Is it a puppy?? Please tell me it's a puppy!" The through of puppies excited me to much, they're so cute, soft, cuddly and LOYAL.

"Your obsession with puppies did not change!" He commented.

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Hayden just took me to the basement, the one that I hate, the prison cell. The hallway was echoing with pained screams. The cells were just as I remembered, all the cells had a see through glass door, "are those see through?" I asked Hayden. He shook his head, "No they are one sided bullet/bomb proof mirror" he said and wrapped his arms around my waist and went straight to the metal door, from where the screams were coming.

The door opened and reveal my boss, Mr. Fredd, naked.

***Warning, contains graphics scene***

Shock and terror seized me. There was my boss lying on a steel table with his hands and legs chained. The fetid smell of copper hug heavy in the air. There were splashes of blood everywhere.

Deep gashes of wound were spread across his while upper body but smartly avoided lungs and heart. Blood was gushing from the wounds and spreading on the table. The blood was dripping from the edges of the table on the floor forming a puddle. When I took a closer look at him, he was missing some fingers, toes and even some ribs. The lower body was more damaged, the kind of damage that could give the most emotionless doctor a sacre for their life.

His left foot was handing loose from the edge of the table, detached from the leg. Only the veins were keeping it intact or else there is a solid 5 cm distance between the foot and the leg that was dangling in mid air. My eyes moving up his left leg to see that his knee has crushed and there is a disgusting clot forming all over it. I scrunch my face in disgust. His thighs only held gashes, when my eyes moved to his crotch..well now crotchless area there was a huge chunk of flesh ripped off the body and neatly placed a few centimetres away from the body. The right leg was no different, only his foot and knee were still safe.

I looked up to see who did this. Matthew stood at the end of the room in front of a wall of knives and other sharp and scary looking objects that I couldn't identify.