Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Ava”s POV

I slowly open my eyes too the buzzing of my phone on my bedside table.

After the interaction with Andrew I went back to my hotel and tried to sleep because I have an important hit today but I tossed and turned all night, not able to get his magnificent green eyes out of my head. I guess in the early hours of the morning I finally fell asleep but was now being woken up by my phone vibrating.

I groaned and flipped over on the bed so I could reach my phone. I picked up my phone and looked at the number that was calling me.

“Unknown”

I cautiously picked it up and waited for the person on the other line to speak to me. I pressed my lips together tried to listen too the callers background noises… Nothing. After a few seconds of silence I started to panic, if they weren”t talking they were probably taking my phone and it takes approximately 2 seconds which means they already know the general area I am in.

I continued the call but I stuffed it inside my hotel pillow and then threw the pillow out my window so I would have time to pack and leave.

I started packing my stuff which only consisted of my guns, toiletries and a few cloths. I managed to stuff all my belongings into a duffle bag and change into a pair of high waisted shorts and a black hoodie all in 2 minutes.

I rushed out of the hotel room and down the emergency exit stairs, knowing that if the people are tracking me they are already on their way. I pulled my hoodie over my face and kept my head down as I descend down the stairs.

I was almost on the ground floor when about 5 huge guys swung the stairs door open and started racing up the stairs.

The guys all had tattoos running along their forearms and neck, I observed them noticing that they were all carrying guns and one of them had a phone too his ear.

“Trovala” One of the men said. (Find her)

“Com”è lei?” Another one said. (What does she look like?)

“Lei è la Scarlet Shadow. Come dovrei saperlo?” The first guy said again. (She is the Scarlet Shadow. How am I supposed to know?”

I raised my eyebrow and a smirk came to my face. This is all they brought? I asked myself.

“This is too easy.”

The men started climbing the stairs and they will have about 5 seconds before they see me and it will take them about another 5 seconds to process that it is me. I quickly pulled off my hoodie, tied my hair in a ponytail and grabbed one of my hand guns from my duffle bag and just for good measure grabbed a knife I hid in my bra, out.

“This is going to be fun.”

I raced towards the first guy that is still on the phone and shoot him in his neck before any of the guys notice me. His body dropped to the ground and the 4 other guys took a few seconds to process that he was dead, giving me time to lunge towards another guy.

I took out my knife and jumped onto of a guy, causing him to fall on his back with me sitting on his lower abdomen. He reached his hand to grab my throat but I quickly stabbed him in a main artery, making blood spew everywhere. He retracted his hand and put it on top of his new found wound.

I suddenly feel a hand latched around my forearm and then a force, removing me from the guys chest. I felt a punch to my stomach but much too the mans dismay I didn”t feel the pain, I instead kicked him in the knee making his touch loosen. I grabbed the gun on the floor and shot him in the head.

I look up from the dead man”s body and find two guys pointing their guns straight at me.

“Are orders are to take you with us alive.” The man with brown hair said, with a thick Italian accent.

“To bad its not going to happen.” I said, shrugging.

“We will kill you if we have too.” The man with the blonde hair said.

“You”re cute guys but I am getting bored and I have places to be.” I said, laughing.

The two guys looked unamused but I shrugged it off and threw my knife at the guy with brown hair, the knife hit his thigh. The man hunched down in pain, I quickly ran over to him and shoot him in the stomach placing him in front of me so I would have a shield from the blonde guys bullets.

I felt the bullets impact the brown guys dead body and waited until they stopped to come out from the shield. I aimed my gun at the man and shot his hand, disarming him but still keeping him alive. I watched as he leaned down to grab the gun he dropped but I then proceeded to shoot both of his legs, causing him to cripple to the ground and out of arm”s reach of his gun.

I dropped the brown guys body on the floor and stepped over the other dead bodies on the floor, walking over to the still alive blonde guy. I pressed my shoe into one of his bullet wounds and waited.

“AHHHHH.” He screamed in agony.

“Who sent you?” I said, slowly applying more pressure onto his wound.

“Fuckin slut.” He spat, in-between his screams.

“Fine.” I said, knowing security would be here soon and I couldn”t let a survivor go now that he saw my face.

I took my knife and ran it across his neck, spewing blood everywhere but leaving him too a painful death. I watched as he tried to scream but nothing came out until his eyes rolled in the back of his head and he stopped breathing.

I took a look around me, looking for the phone the first man was carrying. I spotted the black Samsung and found my way around the dead bodies before picking up both, the phone and my duffle bag.

Before I could observe the phone I heard security rushing around on the floor above me. I quickly ran down the stairs and pushed the door open, sprinting out of the hallway and into the lobby of the hotel. I stopped running and pulled my hood up again, slowly walking out of the hotel and into the busy streets of Portugal.

I started walking into a square so if someone was following me they would easily lose me. Once I got into a lively square and started walking into many different stores, stealing a piece of clothing from each.

If it wasn”t for the fact that I had a feeling that someone was watching me I would have paid but at the moment I needed to get out of his or her sight.

Once I had a new outfit I ducked into a new hotel and went up too reception. The feeling that someone was watching me had faded and I slowly started to loosen up.

“I need a room please.” I said, my hoodie still covering my face.

“How many nights and how many people?” The lady asked.

“Just one night and one person.” I said, bluntly.

“Okay, how would you like too pay?” She asked.

I handed her a pile of hundreds and I heard her small gasp, in awe of how many hundreds their were.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Once I had gotten the card and my number, I wasted no time in getting into my room.

I dropped my duffle bag into the closet and locked away a few guns and the money I was hauling around. I got into the bathroom and turned on the shower, as I waited for the shower water too get hot I looked at myself in the mirror.

In the past year and a half I had changed a bit. My once brown hair was a darker brown and went past my shoulders almost too my waist. With all the training and hits I did my body became more toned and curvy then I once was. My waist became smaller, my stomach had small outlines of my muscles and my butt was somewhat bigger.

I finally hopped into the steaming hot shower trying to relax myself from all the stress that I had gone through but every time I closed my eyes I only saw him. I craved everything about him, his touch, his gaze, his presence and his care.

All I wanted was to get over him but even without seeing him for a year and a half he was still all that I saw and now that he was here with me I just wanted to be with him.

The past year and a half I wished for closer because I thought I would then be able to move on but now that I had it I just wanted him more.

I showered until all the hot water was gone, Andrew never leaving my mind. I got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my body, drying myself off.

I tried to push Andrew out of my thoughts or at least too the back of my head so I could focus on my next hit:

Carlos Hernandez, tonight.