**mature readers. Might be disturbing to some.

But it's a mafia story so what do you expect?

Kadens pov

I chuckle at Stormi's words and rest my forehead on her door.

Fuck, that kiss blew me away. I never thought I could ever be kissed like that. She's fucking everything I could ask for. She's absolutely perfect. She's still the girl I feel in love with along time ago.

Even hours later, I still feel my lips tingling from her kiss. I lick my lips and smile to myself as I remember the way her lips matched my every move.

It took everything I had in me not to invite myself in her apartment.

That stupid fucking apartment. I need to get her the hell out of there. I don't like it. I don't trust it. Exactly why I put Miles on watch outside her apartment. I got to keep my baby safe.

I smile down at my phone when I see she texted me.

I groan and let out a huge sigh.

I slid my phone in my pocket as I walk into the bottom of the basement at the stake house. I turn on the light and walk down to the jail cells I keep my enemies in.

I walk to the fifth gate and spin my forefinger in the air.

My jail watchman, Ryan, opens the door and I walk a few steps in. The prisoner is sitting against the wall with his eyes closed. I kick his foot and wait as he begins to stir.

"Get the fuck up!" I yell.

I snap my fingers and Romeo comes from behind me and grabs him by the arm and follows me to the torture room.

I watch as Romeo throws him down into a chair and ties his hands against the arms and feet against the legs.

The inmates long black hair is covering half of his swollen face, his black clothes are soaked with urine and shit. His skin is dirty.

I roll my eyes with disgust as he is sitting before me.

He slowly lifts his head and stares at me through the slits in his eyes. His eyes widen as he stares at me and finally recognizes me.

"Boss, I'm so sorry! I didn't---"

I cut him off by raising my hand. I step closer to him and cross my arms over my chest. "You didn't what? Know that you were purposely stealing from your boss? Or you didn't think I would find out when I do counts at the end of the month?"

"I thought I was going to be able pay it all back by then! My daughter, she's extremely sick!" Jeremy said.

I roll my eyes. Getting more irritated as the lies continue. "I pay you great money. Way more than great! You don't have any excuse of not having money. You make over six figures a year. What is the problem now? Your wife doing to much shopping? Are you gambling again?"

He nods but doesn't talk.

That's what the fuck I thought.

My phone vibrates taking my attention away from him.

I quickly wipe the smile off my face as I stare at the man who stole over a million dollars from me over the past month.

"What happens to people who steal from me?" I say calmly. I feel the devil rising inside of me.

He starts to cry. "I'm so---"

"I scream at the top of my lungs.

I take this one personally. He's been working for me for a few years. I've been lenient with him due to his daughters cancer. I have paying him extra and giving him more time off. He's one of my best people.

But I have always forgiven an enemy over a friend because when a friend betrays you, they break your trust, they break the loyalty and respect you two grew the bond with. While as an enemy, they do it out of spite. They don't know you and don't give a shit about it but a friend does. And that's the shit I won't allow.

He lowers his head. "Torture and kill."

I smile feeling good that he answered me. I walk to my wall of torture and scan the weapons. "Since you were one of my favorites, I'll let you pick your choice..."

"Boss--"

"Three seconds..." I rush as the devil begins to claim my skin.

"One....two....three..." I whisper as my eyes glue to the nail gun.

Haven't tried this one before.

I walk a few feet in front of him and point it at him. I close my eyes and take a deep breath before pulling the trigger.

His screams fill the room for only a few seconds.

I try to make it look like the gun off of 'How the Grinch stole Christmas' when she does the lights.

I get impatient and start doing my own design and I only stop when I run out of nails.

His blood is pouring out like water.

I walk up to him and stare at the damage done. The nails have destroyed his eyes the most, his forehead is completely metal now. His whole body looks like he had a bad run in with a hardware truck.

That's what you get for thinking it's okay to steal from me.

I spit on him as Romeo checks his pulse and after confirming his death, I walk out and wash my hands. I watch as Romeo lights a cigarette with a straight face as he stares at me in the mirror.

I stare at him with the same blank stare. "Send money to Jeremy's wife and pay all of their daughters medical bills." I tell him. He drops his cigarette to the ground and walks away after giving me a nod.

As I get inside the car, I check my phone and bite my cheek to hide my smile when I see I have three messages from my baby.

When I got home, I showered and laid in bed reminiscing about our kiss. About our whole night. Together. Me and my Queen.

I roll over in my california king size bed and imagine my baby next to me. It doesn't take long for a bulge to grow in my pants as I imagine her.

I quickly release myself before wrapping my arms around a pillow dreaming of my baby.

My baby. My Princessa. My everything.

Fuck, tomorrow can't come soon enough.

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