Owned by the Mafia King

Is that her?”  I asked.

  The man at my shoulder was leaning forward. His rank breath blowing across my face. I took a step away from him. I hated working with him and everyone knew it. He was an animal. And he always smelt worse than one. The breath from his lips was rancid., thanks to his rotten and crumbling teeth. His body odour wasn’t much better. And my nose wrinkled up.

  “Yeah” He shuffled closer still, giving me no choice but to hold my breath. “That’s her.”

  I watched as the girl moved across the college green. Her bag clutched to her chest and even from the distance that separated us I could tell she was pretty. Her blonde hair was whipping about her face as she hurried to get herself out of the rain that was coming down hard.

  “She’s a tasty little morsel, isn’t she?”

  I felt sick at his words. “She’s a kid.” I snapped before I could help myself. 

  “She just turned nineteen, not exactly a kid. And that body.” He blew out a whistle and I almost gaged from the fumes. “That body is made for fucking…”

  I whirled on him. My eyes flashing. “Don’t even think it.” With a growl I turned back to watching the girl. She was beautiful he was right about that. All long blonde hair and wide eyes that peeked out from beneath the curtain of her golden hair and her curves were mouth wateringly womanly, but she looked so normal.

  She didn’t look like the daughter of a mob boss. 

  Looking at her you would never know that she had been born Mafia Royalty.  A pampered little princess who lived a life of luxury at the pain and expense of others.

   She looked Like any other college student. Beautiful in her own way but not particularly memorable. Except I would remember her. 

  It was my job to find out everything about her. 

  And I always did my job well. I knew everything about her that was documented. Her parents, where she had been born and grown up. What schools she had attended. Even the names of the few boyfriends she had been allowed. But that didn’t mean I knew her.

  I needed to get close to her.  so I  could find out what made her tick.

  “You can’t say anything, the way you are looking at her. you’re pretty much cuming in your pants.”

  I didn’t look away from the girl. She was oblivious to my presence. Lost in her own thoughts,

  It would be easy to pluck her off the streets and make her disappear. There was no one around to help her. No one who would sound the alarm until it was too late and it was tempting. 

  But to easy. 

  And in the long run it wouldn’t help me do what I needed to do. 

  The beautiful girl in front of me didn’t know it yet but she was about to help me bring down not one but three of the most feared crime bosses in America. 

  She was the key to it all.

  The key to their absolute ruin.