The Mafia's Angel

Amelia woke up, she was late for work. She worked in a mini fashion design company as a part time fashion designer and she had a very strict boss, she hoped her boss had not yet arrived, if not she was doomed. She washed up quickly throwing on the first clothes she laid her hands on, took her keys and was out of the apartment she lived in. The apartment belonged to her best friend Mel. Mel had been the only one she could fully call family, Mel was an angel sent to her, ever since her mother had abandoned her some years after her father’s death, Mel had been the one taking care of her. Mel was very rich...well her father was the wealthy one and she enjoyed daddy’s money.Amelia packed her car in the parking lot and walked to the building which was kind of old fashioned, the place was named “Granny Fashion” as the former owner of the business was an old woman who was called ‘Granny’ and thus the place was named, that has been the name ever since, even after the old woman had passed away

Amelia felt unsettled and Mel felt worse.Leonard the Lawyer had said that there will be a marriage in three days time and that had really worried Amelia, there was no time to regret or anything, everything was going so fast. The death of Mr. James, Jacob’s accident and her marriage. What a bad year.The knock on the door threw them both into motion, Amelia signaled Mel to stay put why she went to get the door. Her heart slammed against her chest as she opened the door to see a clean middle aged man, tall and handsome, with a look that told that he was a respectable and rich man.“Hello, Miss Amelia, thank you for accepting me”, he said as he walked into the house. Amelia had to borrow Mel clothes which were very expensive and of course Mel had to wear her clothes to complete the act. “Welcome” Amelia said, her voice high-pitched like Mel’s. “If you would come with me” she said leading the visitor to the house, she assigned a couch to the lawyer and he sat, Mel sat opposite him so A

Amelia didn’t bother looking around the house, it was like a designed and decorated prison, still a prison though, so the beauty and elegance of the place didn’t matter to her.What the hell was she thinking?Her husband had just shown her a piece of him, but surely he would want a child soon- that’s a wife’s duty and he would want sex and she was still a flipping scared virgin.She wanted her first time to be with someone she loved, she wanted it to be with her husband, she would not be getting her first wish.An elderly woman walked into her room, not bothering to knock, Amelia tried covering herself, the woman looked at her like she was just another slut- an irritating slut at that point.Other young female servants or maids entered too and Amelia felt her cheeks go pink, she did do the ‘girls could see each other nakedness’ thingy, even with her years of living with Mel, she wasn’t very comfortable standing nude with Mel in the room, talk more of strangers. “Wash her up and get h

It had been a week. Xavier walked to Amelia’s room, Blake and Shawn trailed behind him, he was going to take his wife out for dinner and discuss her allowances that would soon be granted to her. But the truth was that: Shawn had wanted Xavier to introduced them all officially to his wife, Blake was the least willing to see the new bride, but Shawn was all over everyone screaming in Xavier’s ears and laying down disturbing threats- which involved sneaking into Amelia’s room in an angel costume just to see her and as Shawn called it- to ‘blend’ with the ‘surroundings’. Like what does that even mean? Shawn also requested to be Amelia’s body guard as soon she would need someone to protect her, she was fragile- an easy target and that was why Blake saw her as a disturbance. Xavier walked into her room without knocking and Shawn shook his head in disapproval. Amelia was lying on the bed, fast asleep. Xavier walked to her to tap her awake, but Shawn drew back his hands, Xavier, with h

It was a car pursuit.Shawn was driving fast- their car was a blur. Shawn took a sharp left and then a right.His face was no longer jokey, he was no longer the Shawn that in spoke in meaningless riddles and joked with everything, he was no longer the dramatic Shawn, It was now the Shawn that had qualified and groomed himself as a mafia member, it was the dangerous Shawn who could kill with a smile on his face.Xavier watched the GPS Map on the car.“I think I know where they are heading- it’s Bindinni’s hold, it must have been his men who attacked” Xavier announced.“I know a shortcut” Shawn said slamming on the ignition.Shawn’s shortcuts- especially during car pursuits like this could shorten lives.They were heading to a dead end, but Shawn sped up- this was the Shawn that took risks.Shawn drove through the thin metallic barrier but the car didn’t go unharmed, the front lights were gone and the car was a little squashed but still moving, if they hadn’t disconnected the air bags i