The Boogie Man: A Mafia tale

I Bind My Soul

Nate

Fourteen Years Ago

“Ma I know the deal you made!” I start to whisper because no matter how many men I may kill in my lifetime my mum will always treat me like a child." I will not say it with you….Alright! I only have fifteen years to live my own life, in which will produce my loving mom a beautiful daughter and a even more beautiful grandchild. Now can I fowking go?” I cringe at her scolding me for my “pronunciation”. “Ok mum, I love you”.

I am sitting back in my chair admiring my room, I could have opted out of having a roommate, but I wanted the full experience. See, I am from a mafia family, and although it is huge, we do not allow outsiders. We do not trust anyone; even now assassins are portraying themselves as coaches, cooks, and janitors. That is what happens when you are next in line for the throne of the biggest drug cartel of the world. Which is the reason I begged to have a life first, with the excuse to establish connections. I am at an elite football camp where scouts have been allowed to pick students ranging from middle to high school, preparing them for the league; only 160 kids are chosen.

I have been trained to be a killer since my first breath, and I know the business inside and out. Lost my virginity to the maid when I was ten; now, all I see is football.

I hear someone walking to the door, suddenly, I am nervous, my sis tells me I am an asshole constantly. I think I probably should have stayed alone.

The door opens and my roommate, a kid, strolls in. He steps in, assess the territory, I stay seated; a lesson I have learned from my life. I will not relinquish my power my standing. He will acknowledge me first; he will come to my level. He steps in, walks slowly to me, extends his hand.

“What's up man, my name Daniel but you can call me Danny.”

I stare at his hand, after a second you can see him getting nervous. I have been told I give off my father’s “You are about to die vibe” I smile, shake his hand.

“Just f*****g with you man, I am Nate.” He laughs, “O s**t, nice accent. Look, I must run back down and grab my stuff out the door. My sister's husband is a prick. He will not help and will not let her help. “

“I will run down to grab some with you, let me grab a shirt. “

“No.” He yells. “I hate to throw this on you because you do not know me. But she will not be honest with me, she bust her ass to go through medical school to get me the best training for ball and stayed with this douche bag too for it. If you go down it will make it worse for her. He will not let her up because of guys I just know it. That is why I have to get drafted to for her. I got it man, thanks for the offer.” I force myself to nod because what I really want to do is put a bullet in whoever the guy is head. I hate weak abusive men.

I go to the window to look in the parking lot to see if I can lay eyes on my future victim. What I see next will set my life on a course I was not ready for.

At the back of the car I see an ass, a round, plump beautiful ass. That is supported by some smooth toned caramel legs. The owner turns around and my d**k stiffens. She is the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen in my life. Her nose is asymmetrical to her round face and thick luscious lips, with those beautiful hazel oval eyes; she is captivating. She is wearing these huge faded overalls that are swallowing her small frame with a pink unicorn shirt and carrying a heavy ass box. She has tears in her eyes, as she passes the box to Daniel. She pushes a strand of her shoulder length brown hair behind her ear and hugs herself. They have a conversation then her punk ass husband gets out of the car and says something. Daniel sticks him a bird and jumps at him. She grabs Daniel shaking her head and hugs him and they say their goodbyes.

Daniel is walking in the building; I look down the road and I see him strike her in the face. I make the decision then.

“Mum. I found my Queen; her husband has to die first.”

“Your word is Bond.”

“So I Bind my Soul.”

NOW

After she fainted, I carried her into our home. I had this home built in her image because I know she loves the water; she has a similar one in London with a garden for her and the kids. There is so much that I need to tell her that I cannot tell her, that she will never understand. I hate I had to tell her about the fool she chose, but she needed to know. Daniel is worried that she will not accept our life, I am worried as well. He and I came up with a cover story and plan and I had to watch her from a distance. He made me promise that for her safety. I was not in the life yet so I could not offer her that full safety net at that time. Daniel was the baby of the bunch, I protected him, I did not want him in this life, but he drew to it like a moth to a flame. Other than I, he is our best assassin. He came in the camp at the age of 12 and I was 16. I have bonded my soul to this, to her it must come to pass no matter what. If I do not do it, my Mum will, no matter the consequences or sacrifices. I placed in a contingency plan, but I never want it to come to pass.

She starts to moan; I grab the water from the table. She try to sit up,

“Please, take your time, drink this.” She takes a couple of sips.

“Nate will you be honest with me, will you tell me everything?”

“I cannot tell you everything, but I will tell you that from the moment you brought Daniel to camp I have loved you. I have vowed to one day be with, but I could not just destroy your life. I knew that he was unfaithful and abusive, so I was patient. When he made the attempt on your life, it took everything in me not to kill him with my bare hands that night."

“What stopped you.”

“He had m…. The twins with him. “

“Daniel caught up with me and cooled me down.”

“So, I work hard to keep my brother out of gangs just to push him to a f*****g mafia. So much for living a long safe life” She says sarcastically.

“My father is retiring at the age of 76, my uncle tony his number is 75. They have better security than the Pope and President put together. Hell, we have more security than the President at this house.”

“So, what now Nate, I pack up my home and kids and just move to London with you and live like Queen of the South? I do not know s**t about you or your crazy ass family.” I grab her by throat.

“I am not abusive, but you will respect me.” I reach under her skirt and pinch her clit hard; she screams. “There are ways to punish you baby.” I take my finger and graze the entrance of her p***y but I do not enter. She tries to bare down seeking more by I deny her. “No ma'am disrespect does not earn you orgasm. “

“Stop Nate". I pinch harder, “Are you telling me what to do now? Uh oh Someone just squirted a little.”

“Nate please".Begging? Now that sensation out of my d**k was new, I will have to remember that for another day. Today is punishment day. I act like I am going to go in, her body relaxes while I slowly slide in heading for the g spot. When I am almost there her leg is about to shake, I pull out.