Chapter 1
Martinez
“You should find a girl, Martinez,” Aurora said as she tested her new survival knife on a Russian mafia lord while slicing his body a bit.
“Ya, like I’m going to find a girl in this world who will love a man like me,” I joked.
“Hey, motherfucker, you can talk later, but can’t you give me a painless death?” “Just shoot me in the head and then cut off all my body parts.“A Russian mob leader said
“Man, why don’t you remove his larynx box and let him die of blood loss since I don’t want to hear his voice?” I said to Aurora,
“Why don’t you do the honors?” Aurora smiled at me.
“You psychopath, listen to me, Martinez.” “I know your dada; he will never take a life so mercilessly.” Gawk, gawk. Mafia Lord’s words were interpreted by a knife cut on her vocal box.
“Yes, dad, the one who believed in you.” “To steal my empire, which belonged to him, you forced him to meet your friend Ivan, who killed him in the most vulnerable way possible.” I retorted angrily, “If you meet the devil in hell, tell him that a visitor will soon be joining them, so don’t spend his full energy on you.”
“Ok, Martinez, let’s hurry up to the plane.” “We should go to the ball party; maybe someone will get laid today,” said Aurora.
We went to the plane after obtaining a croissant and a bottle of Roagna Crichet Paje, completely disregarding her last remark.
“He(pronounced as he, used to gather attention) listens to me; you must act appropriately there.” “We are the world’s strongest mafia, and mafias will naturally throw their children on you,” Aroura told me.
“I don’t seem like an idle prospect for either marriage or partnership, so why will they do that?” “I assume they will attempt to persuade you, so you act appropriately,” I said.
Aurora begins to lay out her theory. First of all, there are several allegations that I am dominant and enjoy seeing people suffer. I laughed, saying, “Rumors?” “Fuck you; second, you are a 6-foot-3-inch tall beast in bed with a Pompadour Fade Style Haircut and hands as soft as newborns yet as deadly as a Mike Tyson one-punch knockout in his prime; oh boy, please marry me,” Aurora chuckled.
“I don’t feel safe around you anymore; stay away, you immoral person.” I move backward
“By the way, how do you know about my bed thing?” I asked out of curiosity.
While biting her lips seductively, she answered, “There is no secret between girls.”
I insisted her to spill the beans, and then she told me that while holding a wine glass in one hand and her other hand on my shoulder, she was a breath’s distance apart from me, and anyone can feel the aroma of the dry wine mixed with a croissant and her gum. Anyone would have fallen madly in love with her if they are in my shoes but thanks to my resistance I am saved.
“Do you remember the last time you and American beauty Marin went missing for an hour?” She chuckled
“I offered her money to keep quiet; she said my presence was enough to bribe her, and she broke the promise,” I said in a very demotivated manner.
“You offered her money?” What do you think of yourself? “You treat her like a prostitute, man, you need therapy; fill my glass again.” She spoke in a very aggressive manner.
announcement: “This is your pilot speaking; we are landing in 5 minutes."
“You know, let’s change our clothes.” I purposed the idea
“In front of you, on my dead body?” she said
“What if I help you?” I said this while coming close to her.
She hugged me and said, “Don’t say things you don’t mean,” as she brought her wet lips to my ears.
Then our flight landed.
“Wait a minute, haven’t I asked you for whiskey?” She asked
“Oh, you have and,” I confirmed. The plane’s gate is unlocked. and I whispered, “Steal it from me.” and walked up to the ballroom while holding a whisky bottle, adding ice and water to it, and starting to drink it like a gym rat drinks his protein.
I can see many gazes on us, and many were trying to attract our vision toward us by greeting us, so we just gave them a simple greeting and went toward the bar to get a drink.
As we arrived, someone said to the bartender, “Get me three glasses of 150 ml of ginger ale, 50 ml of Captain Morgan dark rum, 1 lemon, and a full glass of ice; first, add ice to a glass and stir it for 30 seconds; then add rum and ginger ale; stir it well; and garnish it with a lemon.”
“Nice way of saying sorry, Atul,” I said to him.
“Oh yes, then did you accept it?” Atul (Asia’s biggest mafia)
“Not for the drink, but for the gift you sent me,” I chuckled.
“Hi, Atul, wanna introduce us?” Said Sophie
“No.” Atul laughed, and I also can’t stop laughing.
"So the rumor about Asians being funny is true.” Said Sophie
Then The waiters served us our drinks, and we started enjoying them.
“Martinez, have you heard of a rumor about you?” Atul said with an evil grin.
I know what he is saying, but I tried to ignore it.
“Which rumor are we talking about?” Sophie asked innocently.
“About someone being a beast?”
I interrupt Atul.“I am going to the balcony; I don’t want any interference.”
“I hope you would wait a little longer before isolating us, sir,” says the host of the party this year, Faraji.
As much as I hate others, I love him. After losing dada and mama at a very young age, he was the only one who taught me how to live in this world and also lent her assistant Aurora to be my partner to supervise me, so basically he is like my godfather.
We both greeted them with our utmost respect.
“Good morning, sir, “How are you?” We greeted him.
“Can’t you guys leave the formalities?” he chuckled We all laughed.
“You have grown as a man, Martinez. Why don’t you find a girl for yourself? I heard from Marin that you are a beast too; he said that to provoke me.
“Uncle, please don’t do that,” I said, smiling.
He then asks everyone for attention, raises a toss to announce that all mafias have unity, and also, according to the theme, finds a partner and starts the ball dance.
Because I don’t have a partner, I went to the balcony, and my gaze was drawn to a lonely group sitting next to the ocean. At the time, all I could think about was my mother, and then Aurora entered the balcony.
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
“Have you seen my mom?” I cross-question
“Only in pictures you show me,” she answered
.“Again, what are you thinking?” she asked.
" You know Aurora, why am I single, not because of my choice but I have some reasons, (I asked her to come near me) a girl chooses a boy who reminds her of his dad, and a boy chooses a girl who reminds him of his mom, my mother was full of positivity that you can sense her from a mile away, so innocent and so pretty, but because of my dad’s mafia rivals, she was killed, and I blamed my dad for it, I didn’t talk to him for 2 years, and after two years, I only said it was not them who killed her, it was you who killed her, next day I get to know that my dad has been killed, from that day I regret every second of my life and my sole reason to stay in this messed up world is Ivan,” I told her the whole story.
“What happened?” she asked.
“Can you see that person?” I asked, pointing my finger at the coastline.
She said yes.
“I am going to marry him or her,” I said with utter seriousness.
she laughed.
Then Uncle Faraji appeared on the balcony, accompanied by his bodyguards and a lady. “What is my champ doing here?“He asked with joy.
Aurora said laughingly, “Sir, he is saying that he is going to marry that person without even knowing her or his gender.”
Uncle Faraji laughs and comes near me to see who that lucky person is.
“Nany, come here and tell me who is there at this time,” he asked, controlling his laugh.
Meanwhile, I was afraid to blink because I knew what it was like to lose someone.
“She is our little princess, sir,” said Nany. Suddenly, he stopped laughing.
“It’s good you know her name; now tell me his parents’ names, and I will persuade them,” I said with full confidence.
“What if you can’t, will you kill them?” He asked, “I will keep trying until I die,” I answered. “What if she is a relative of Ivan?” he asked.
“I will forgive him,” I answered. “What if she doesn’t have any moms?” “Will you be able to keep a rich, introverted, innocent person who has social anxiety and is a soft girl?” “Forget about her, Martinez; there are other fish in the ocean; you are not of her type; she needs care from a caring guy, not you.”
I looked into my uncle’s eyes and said, “Uncle, I don’t have mom and dad, so I know how it feels to be at her place. There is plenty of fish in the ocean, but I have vowed to myself that it’s either her or no one. Just looking at her, I can feel my mom saying, “Marry her.” “Either you tell me who her father is, or I’ll find out.”
“She is my daughter,” said Fariaji.
A/n
I’ve been wanting to try this genre for a long time, and now that it’s here if this chapter receives 10 or more reads, I’ll release the next chapter the same day.
