Mafia’s Curves

Hayden’s POV

It has always been said that you should never let your weakness show. People will take advantage of that… And I know exactly how to hurt people where it hurts the most… when it would hurt the most.

I am not the Mafia king just like that, I wouldn’t lie I know I was forced to take this life but somewhere down the line I wanted this.

You see being a Mafia has its perks, I know how to act and my skills are very deceivable.

The thing is simple

I. Am. The. Boss.

The Alpha.

You don’t go around ordering me, no matter who you are. Some bitches just don’t get it, so I have to use unfair means to make them understand who is incharge.

This fat bitch Fallon thought she could order me?Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Think again fatty.

She sassed me.. me? And had the guts to order me to not go outside and fuck.

I wanted to shoot her right there between her eyes but I waited. As you know revenge is best served cold *sinister smile*

I did a background check on her, she was dumped by her ex boyfriend, Lynn because he was disgusted with her. That was 3 years ago and apparently she had a few one night stands and every morning the guy would run away after seeing her.

I knew all she wants is to be loved and when I fake talked to her weeks ago, I knew I was right. Predictable whore.

I wanted to make her feel so bad and so helpless that she’d rather commit suicide than to live another day.

It didn’t take too much of effort to get that bitch in my bed, bloody slut. But whatever you say.. sex was good with her.

Her pussy was really tight and enjoyed thoroughly pounding in it but now I am bored.

I am successful in my mission to make her fall irrecoverably in love with me. Well obviously, who wouldn’t fall for this charming man?

Here I am in my office going through the agreement passed between the Indian and the Russian Mafias. They had beef going on between them for generations but when I stepped in as the ultimate king of the mafia world, I talked them to dissolve whatever they had.

After about 3 years of arguements and disagreements they settled their differences with marriage between them. The daughter of the Indian mafia married the heir to the Russian Mafia.

Knock. Knock.

I looked up to see the fat bitch smiling brightly at me, I suppressed the urge to shout profanities at her and smiled at her.

“Hey baby, sorry I disturbed you but I wanted to tell you that I am spending some time with mom today… Anddd I wouldn’t be back till late night, so don’t wait for me” she skipped her way into my office and kissed my lips, I wanted to gag in disgust or better yet,, throw up.

It took all of the power in me not to do such thing and kiss her back. When she pulled back I pouted, “I’ll miss you but you should spend some time with her, anyway I have been taking all the time in the world with you for 3 weeks” I said in a ‘mad in love with you’ voice. Yuck

She kissed me again and went away, I snarled and threw the file on my desk and rubbed my face. What I hate more about this bitch is that she makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Just like her.

I shook my head and dialed a number which will give me relief. After 3 rings the other person picked it up.

“Hey panda boo!!” Her angelic voice ringed, I smiled in content

“Hey Godzilla, how are you doing?” I asked imagining her rolling her eyes

“Well apart from the sleepless night because of your brother, niece and nephews. I am doing great!!” I chuckled at her sarcastic tone, god I love her.

“Anywayyyyy when are you coming back?? I miss my panda. All I wanna do I cuddle with my best friend!!” She exasperated

“Soon Godzilla, I’ll be back soon. I have so much work here as soon as I am done I’ll come to you and my favourite nephew. How are they doing by the way?” I asked taking out a picture of me and her when we were in college. I had my arms wrapped around her waist while she was kissing my cheeks, I smiled at the picture that broke my already broken heart further.

“Uuuhhh, Alex get away from me!!” I head her yell, I pulled the phone away from my ears not wanting to hear my big brother and the love of my life’s moaning. I clutched the photo frame tight in my hand, “hello? Hello??? Caleb????” I head her yell at me.

“Yeah I am here, sorry baby I didn’t want to hear whatever you two were talking about!” I snorted while she laughed loudly.

“Oh god I miss you so much Caleb!!!” I could practically feel the sad pout on her face. It pained my heart.

“I miss you too baby! I’ll come to you soon and tell the fucker brother of mine to not go so hard on you!” I heard two rich laughs at the end of phone

“You just come here bitch then we’ll talk!!” My brother Alexander said, I smirked.

“Go lick your wife” I said teasingly, I wasn’t ready to hear the next words that came out of that fucker’s mouth.

“Oh that I do my dear brother and I also eat her sweet litt— OUCH!!! BABE?? WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY???” I don’t know if I should feel heartbroken, disgusted or amused.

“Eww man, please spare me the details. I love you two, take care bye!!” I said in a hurry and cut the call but not before they both yelled they loved me too.(a/n- if you want to know more about their story and a proper background on Hayden, check out my other book, ‘his walking temptation’. It is available on dreame, just search for the name of the book)

I honestly love them both. But her, my Godzilla, Diana whales… She is something else.

Diana, me and Alexander grew up together. I had feelings for her but she didn’t reciprocate those feelings rather she was in love with Alex.

I have no hard feelings for them particularly but I would be lying if I said I didn’t wanna kill him. But then I realised that as much as I loved Diana I couldn’t hurt my brother. He too ment a lot to me, he was my mentor, my guide and also kind of a fatherly figure.

You see, my actual name is not Hayden De’luca. It’s Caleb kings, the name given by my parents, the kings( well they were the ones that raised me so they are my parents). I didn’t know who I actually was untill 8 years ago when my biological parents popped out of nowhere one day and demanded me to take over the business.

To say I was livid would be an understatement because they not only did they showed up after 21 years of my life but threatened my real family, the kings.

The kings are as powerful as all the mafia clans, I know they wouldn’t be able to touch them but I was still scared for my parents, brother and my Diana. So I took up the offer, they have not showed their faces since that time and I am just as happy. That bitch of my (biological) mother didn’t even shred a tear or showed any kind of emotion when we first met.

The best thing they did to me was giving me up to the kings.

I had a pained smile on my face, I texted one of my bitch who is also a maid here to get me some release.

Within seconds she was here and on her knees, I thrusted in her mouth mercilessly. I dreadful feeling punched my guts, u don’t know what it was but I ignored it and continued untill I came.

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After 4 more rounds I kicked her out if the office and began working untill that Damon came in to disturb me with his lecture on morals and all that shit.

“I know your intentions with Fallon, Hade” he said calmly, I rose an eyebrow at him and went back to typing on my laptop.

“Hayden, why are you doing this? It’s not worth it to break an innocent girl’s heart” he went on and on with his dramatic speech.

Having enough of his emotions and feelings blah blah blah blah.

“Goddddd Damon, stop fucking talking. You’re one hell of an annoying ass. Don’t you have work to do? go and look at the shipment then go to the the kings resort to see the progress.” I said dismissing him

“I know what you’re doing Hayden, don’t play with Fallon. Just because Diana unknowingly hurt you doesn’t give you the right to fuck up the poor girl’s heart. I knew from the first moment you layed eyes on her, you wanted to see her in pain.” He said accusingly

My temper hit the ceiling and I stood upon my feet, “DON’T YOU DARE COMPARE MY DIANA WITH THAT FILTH!!!!” I shouted at top of my voice

“YOU’RE COMPARING A DIAMOND WITH A FUCKING STONE. DIANA’S PRESENCE SCREAMS OF POWER, AUTHORITY AND RESPECT, SHE IS NOTHING LIKE THAT SCUM OF YOUR FALLON.

Diana is elegant, sharp, cunning and kind hearted. That thing is plain stupid and oblivious, it wasn’t hard to get inside that fool’s pants, sick slut—-” a sob broke me off my hatred trance for Fallon

My gaze snapped towards the door where Fallon is standing, a sobbing mess. I had a gut punching feeling looking at her, my insides wanted to collet her in my arms and rock her to sleep, but I did none of those things on a contrary.

I rolled my eyes, “stop crying like a bitch. Thank fucking god you heard us, I couldn’t bare to spent a minute more acting all in love with you!” I said and sat in my chair and opening my laptop and started working.

“Get out!” I said to both of them menacingly, Damon went way but I could still hear Fallon’s wailing near the doorstep.

“Why are you still here? Get the fuck out bitch” I said without sparing her a glance

“W-was al-all that fa-fake, Hayden?? Y-you n-never….. l-loved me??” She said in between hiccups and moved further into the room.

I looked at her in hatred and disgust, “you? *scoff* I never fucking told you I loved you. Have you even considered looking at your face in the mirror? Who in their right mind would love or even like you? You ugly, disgust piece of shi—” before I could finish my face turned to the side and a stringing sensation was left on my cheeks.

“I HATE YOU HAYDEN!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU. YOUR HATRED WILL DROWN YOU ONE DAY! AND THERE WILL BE NOBODY TO SAVE YOU!” She shouted and ran away crying.

I really wanna fucking shoot her right now, I snarled and threw all my stuff on the floor. I don’t know why I was mad, because she slapped me and hurt my ego yet again or because she finally knew the truth that a very… very small part of me didn’t want her to know.

I had a sudden void feeling in my heart. It pained me to no extend, even when Diana married my brother I didn’t feel like that. I don’t know what this is, being frustrated from my feelings I made myself a drink.

I feel something breaking inside me, clawing me, wanting me to do something. This is so fucking confusing, what is wrong with me.

Bang.

My door broke open and an angry Martha (Fallon’s mother) walked in, there were tears streaming down her face. She pointed an accusing finger at me, “YOU!!! Why did you hurt my poor baby?? What did she ever did to you?????” She wails

“Now because of you she is leaving!!” That made me snap. I couldn’t leave her alone in my office so I picked her up my her arms and went outside.

She kept on crying and curing me but I didn’t pay any attention to it, my main focus was Fallon, I don’t know why.

But the news of her leaving me made it pretty unsettling.

She can’t leave me… What would I do without her?? A voice inside me said

Why do I care? I asked myself. I don’t remember dropping Martha, when I reached Fallon’s room I couldn’t find Martha.

I went inside her room without knocking and there was Elisabeth, Damon and Jason in the room. Both Fallon and Elizabeth was crying, hugging eachother while Damon was zipping her suitcase and Jason was looking sad with his jaw clenched.

Jason seem to notice my presence first, he clenched his fist and walked out of the room with one of Fallon’s suitcase. Damon turned to me with a scowl on his face and marched out if the room with the rest of her luggage.

Umm dramatic much.

I just broke her heart not killed her. Why are they behaving like this? Anyway they don’t have the power to say or do more than what they did or else I would have killed them.

“You’re a fucking monster!!” Elisabeth yelled at me, I rolled my eyes at her and crossed my arms.

“Yeah I already know, now get out! I need to talk to her” I said in a bored tone.

Elisabeth looked hesitate for a moment but knew better than to defy my orders. She held her head down and walked away.

Both of us not said a word for a moment.

“Wh-what more is l-left for you to s-say?” I cringed at her hoarse tone.

“You’re leaving.” I said

“No shit Sherlock” she sassed back

“This is why no one likes you, your fucking sassy attitude. You’ll never find someone to love you if you keep that up!” I yelled back at her. She started crying again, bloody cunt always crying to steer away the accusations.

“Anyway, the reason why I am here is because now you know about us, the mafia I mean. So you have to take an oath, ometrà” I told her

“I won’t tell anyone about you guys…. just let me go” she cried the last part

I can’t let you go… The same voice in me said. I shook my head, “no can’t happen, you have to take the oath!” I stood to my ground.

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After the ometrà, which included only the leader and the person taking the oath, was over we went to the dock, where Martha, Damon, Jason and Elizabeth was waiting for her. I stopped her to a good distance from them.

“Your mother can’t leave, it’s a type of insurance that if you ever spill any word about us, she would be the one in danger” I threatened her, she looked at my face. The orange, red hue of sun kissing her angelic face making her more beau—

What the fuck is wrong with me? What am I thinking?

She looked so vulnerable and innocent at the moment, she pulled me down and kissed me, this kissed was full of heart break and a promise.

Before I could respond she pulled back and walked away.

She bid her goodbyes to them and stepped in the boat. I watched her figure fade away and darkness settled in, both in reality and inside me.

I should have stopped her.