Anovel of the mafiaś obsession chapter 23 by hazel

Meanwhile, in a big building, a loud music boomed out of the speaker as girls danced on a 

pole while some whined and shake their butts completely causing a stir in the crowd.

Some rough looking men with different dangerous tattoos on their body smoked from a 

tobacco pipe while some played games and some f*cked girls publicly.

In the VIP section, a man which looked slightly old smoked from his cigarette as he 

puffed out smoke. Two dangerous looking men with long scars on their faces stood beside him.

He's no other than Moscow!

A girl was seated on his lap as she caressed his chest, he lifted her up as he pressed her 

on the table, he unclasped her bra as he feasted hungrily on her boobs.

"Oooh!" 

The lady moaned softly as she grabbed his d*ck through his pant.

"No no little bitch, don't be in a hurry. Daddy's gat a lot of dinner for ya tonight" Moscow 

retorted and smirked as he turned her over, her butt facing him. He tore off her thong pant and spanked her big butt.

"Just f*ck me Moscow!" The lady begged, hoarsely.

"Awwwwn!"

"Whoah! She really can't wait for his d*ck"

"Moscow when you're done, we wanna have a taste too!"

Some rough and dangerous looking men uttered excitedly as they smoked from their cigarettes.

"Boss...you have a call" One of the men beside Moscow uttered, coldly.

Moscow pulled his d*ck out of the lady's wide hole as he took the phone and picked the call.

"Where are you?" A cold, lazy voice emerged from the phone which sent a chill down Moscow's spine.

He laughed nervously,

"I organized a party, I just wanted to celebrate!" Moscow retorted, happily.

"Be careful, Alejandro might come after you!" A cold voice shot out from the phone.

Moscow's gaze darkened,

"Don't worry I have my men all over the place, 

Alejandro wouldn't dare do anything stupid!" Moscow stated, confidently and the line went 

dead. He threw his phone on the couch and was about to shove his d*ck into the lady's wide hole when one of his men strode in.

"Boss... there's a package for you" 

Moscow frowned as he snatched the box from the man's hand and opened it roughly.

"What's with you?! Can't you see that am busy out here?! Who the hell gave 

you..Aaaah!" Moscow screamed in fright as he jumped up and threw the box on the floor.

It was a human head with blood all over it!

"A human head? Who would dare do such?"

"That's hella scary!"

Some people mumbled, surprised.

Suddenly, the building light went off causing a stir in the crowd.

"Ugh..! What the f*ck is going on down there?! Who switched off the light?! " Moscow snarled, nervously.

"Boss–

Downstairs, some dangerous looking group of men barged in, suddenly, loud gun shots were heard.

Loud screams filled the building as people ran Helter skelter while some quickly hid.

Meanwhile upstairs, Moscow flinched and fear gripped him when he heard the gun shots.

How did that bastard find him?!

"Quick get the big boss outta here while we 

delay the intruders!" One of Moscow's men uttered, seriously and two men escorted Moscow out through the back door.

Moscow and his two men continued walking until they got to the basement, he suddenly 

felt that something wasn't right. He turned and saw the two men behind him pointing a gun at him.

They both took off their mask, revealing Derek and Mattias.

"Ugh..! Who...who are you?!" Moscow yelled, fearfully and ran towards the exit but fear 

gripped him when he saw who was seated on the couch.

It's Alejandro! Wait..how did he..?

There Alejandro sat, legs which were wrapped in tight leather pant crossed, lazily.

His ears were pierced with different types of earrings. His black silky hair fell on his side 

profile deliberately giving him a sexy and devilish look!

He had a white singlet on which clung to his skin, his muscles and abs threatening to pop out.

On his exposed arm, different and dangerous looking tattoos could be seen.

The flickering sound of Alejandro's lighter pulled Moscow out from his trance.

He watched as Alejandro lit his cigar stick and smoked from it, lazily.

"Tryna run away? You seem so scared...I haven't even done anything to ya yet.." Alejandro muttered, lazily and chuckled.

Moscow's shaky legs gave way and he fell on his knees.

There's something about this man's presence, the aura around him was so tense, heavy and commanding!

He's just like the king of hell!

"Please... please don't kill me... I'm just an under boss" Moscow pleaded, fearfully.

Alejandro smirked,

"Come here" He muttered, dryly.

Moscow quickly stood up and ran to where Alejandro sat, he fell on his knees as he rubbed his palms together.

"Please...spare me! Am just an under boss..I know nothing!" Moscow sobbed, fearfully.

Alejandro bent as he gazed directly into his eyes, he smoked from his cigar stick and 

puffed out smoke from his mouth on Moscow's face.

Moscow coughed, violently.

"I know you're an under boss...you don't have 

to remind me. But am pissed off, you stole my Chinese deal and now you're 

celebrating over something you didn't strived for... it's so sad" Alejandro muttered, lazily and chuckled.

"No! I didn't steal it...it wasn't me! It was him! He's the master mind behind it all..." Moscow sobbed, pitifully.

"Ugh! What a dumb under boss!" Derek uttered and scoffed as he threw himself on a chair.

"Probably the most stupidest!" Mattias mumbled and cocked his gun.

"I wanted to know... who's this he and what's his name?" Alejandro asked, dryly.

Moscow's face went pale and he trembled, fearfully.

"I...I..I can't tell... he'll kill me!" Moscow rasped, restlessly.

Alejandro's gaze darkened and he butt the cigar stick on Moscow's head he threw the piece away and dust his hand.

Suddenly, a heavy punch landed on Moscow's cheek causing him to fall flat on the ground.

Alejandro stood up, slowly and took a knife from his pocket, he bent and grabbed Moscow's shirt collar, pulling him up.

"You can't talk huh?" Alejandro questioned, dangerously and shoved the sharp knife deep into Moscow's arm.

"Arggghh!!" Moscow screamed in pain as tears rolled down his cheek.

"Who is he?" Alejandro asked, dryly.

"P..p.. please! Ah! Please don't kill me! I can't spill such important secrets! " Moscow screamed in pain.

Alejandro smiled,

He pulled the knife out of Moscow's arm earning a sharp cry from him.

He shoved the knife deep into Moscow's leg as a loud piercing scream followed.

"Ahhhh! Oh f*ck! No! my prescious legs! Haha! You think this little action would make 

me spill it out? Never!" Moscow cussed as he laughed sarcastically and grunted in pain.

"Alright then we'll continue this way till you're ready" Alejandro retorted, lazily and Moscow's eyes widened.

This scary man is just like someone that he knows!

Moscow thought and fear gripped him!

Alejandro pulled out the knife and shoved it deep into Moscow's palm and a loud 

piercing scream echoed inside the basement.

"Ah! Hahaha! F*cking prick! Ya think I would spill it out hmm? Hahah! " Moscow laughed, crazily as tears rolled down his cheek.

He was in so much pain.

Alejandro pulled out the knife and shoved it 

deep into Moscow's stomach as he turned the knife. 

Moscow spat out a mouthful of blood.

He gazed intently at Alejandro and chuckled, tiredly.

"F..f..f*ck you!" He cussed.

Alejandro pulled out the knife and shoved it deep into his side stomach.

"Arggghh! " Moscow screamed in pain as he felt his vision blurred.

"Alright..you won..you...won.. I'll tell you..." Moscow uttered, weakly and coughed out blood.

Suddenly, loud gun shots were heard at the door and a bullet flew and pierced into Alejandro's arm.

He didn't stir nor flinch.

Derek quickly took out his gun and shot at the intruders which were Moscow's men and they all fell on the floor, dead.

Adrian, Melvin and two of Alejandro's men quickly ran in but paused when they saw the scene.

"Boss! The cops will get here soon, we need to leave!" Adrian retorted, anxiously.

Derek glanced outside as he sighed, he gave Moscow a hard and sharp glare, wishing he could kill him if he was permitted to.

Moscow gazed at Derek, Mattias, Melvin and Adrian, he spat out blood.

"It's–

A loud gunshot was heard and a bullet flew straight into Moscow's head, his lifeless body crashed down to the floor.

The loud siren sounds of the police car was heard outside.

Alejandro turned and glanced at the person who had fired the bullet, it was Adrian.

"Am so sorry Alejandro...but the cops are here" Adrian retorted, anxiously as he gazed outside.

"There's a secret passage here!" Derek called out and everyone quickly dispatched the building leaving only Alejandro behind.

Alejandro threw the knife on the floor, opened the door and stepped out, the cops 

fearfully retreated their steps when they saw his cold, sharp and aloof features.

"Sir... your... your arm is bleeding.." One of the cops said but flinched when Alejandro gave him a dangerous glare.

"Cover this case, I'on wanna hear any f*cking shits on the news!" He warned, dangerously 

and got into his car, roared the engine to life and drove off.

Alejandro parked his car in a big building which was in a secluded spot, he stepped out of the car and got into the building.

"Boss!" His men greeted him, seriously.

Alejandro stepped forward, grabbed Adrian by the collar and gave him countless punches which made Adrian to feel dizzy.

Alejandro threw him on the floor like a piece of trash, took out his gun and shot him on his two arms.

"Arrggg!" Adrian groaned as he held his hand, rolling on the floor in pain.

"Why did you do it?!" Alejandro questioned, dangerously.

Adrian groaned on the floor..

"The...the cops arrived...I didn't wanted them 

to see us there! Am sorry okay..!" Adrian uttered through clenched teeth.

"F*ck!" Adrian cussed.

Alejandro strode towards the door,

"Last warning, don't ever interfere in my 

f*cking business again! Meeting adjourned!" Alejandro spat, coldly and left.

"Hey dude! Why did you shot at my arm, how do you want me to romance girls?! F*ck you!" Adrian barked, angrily and hissed in pain.

"Shut the f*ck up nigga! You just gat your two arms shot and you still gat the f*cking strength to run

your big mouth! You probably think Alejandro can't kill you right here huh?" Aaliyah retorted, sharply and rolled her eyes.

Well Aaliyah is a black American lady with bald haircut.

She works for Alejandro, a bad bitch with amazing fighting skills.

She put on a glove, took a bottle of alcohol. She dipped her fingers into the wound and 

pulled out the bullet causing Adrian to groan in pain.

Melvin patted Adrian's head, feeling sorry for him.

"Sorry bro" he muttered and left.

"You wouldn't have done that after all the mother f*cker was about to mention the 

name of the Don! Sorry anyway, gotta go" Mattias retorted, seriously and left.

"The f*ck man?! How am I supposed to know that shit?! I didn't wanted us to get caught by the cops!" Adrian scoffed, annoyed.

"Shut da f*ck up! Maybe you probably want me to leave just like everyone else? Cos I 

ain't gonna think twice, I'ma walk out through that f*cking door!" Aaliyah stated, coldly and Adrian shrugged, tiredly.

"Fine I'ma keep ma mouth shut" Adrian retorted, tiredly.

Derek who stood quietly beside the window gazed intently at Adrian and released a slight smirk.

"Sorry for the incident bro, quick recovery" He uttered, lazily.

"Yeah yeah thanks dude" Adrian muttered, dryly.

Derek turned and left with an evil smile.

•••••••••••••••

When Alejandro got home, it was already 2 am. He staggered upstairs as the pains from his injured arm grew worse.

But the pain couldn't compare to the anger building up inside of him.

He gritted his teeth in anger as he breathed, heavily.

Tyler opened the door and Alejandro got in, he sat down on the couch, took a bottle of water and sipped from it, furiously.

"Boss do you need–

"Get the f*ck out!!" Alejandro rasped, angrily and kicked the table as it tumbled and hit the floor with a loud thud.

Tyler bowed and quietly left.

When he strode downstairs, he saw Hazel 

gazing out through the window, a bottle of water in her hand.

"Hey why are you still awake?!" Tyler asked, rudely.

Hazel turned and gazed at him as she smiled faintly and lowered her head, timidly.

He noticed that her eyes were slightly red and puffy as though she had been crying and he wondered why..

"I was waiting for him... Alejandro isn't yet back and am worried" Hazel mumbled, softly 

as she turned and gazed outside through the window.

What?

What was wrong with her today? She's waiting for Alejandro?

He frowned,

"You don't have to wait for him, you're 

supposed to know who he is! He's a mafia boss and has so many dangerous and dirty jobs to take care of!" Tyler uttered, dryly.

He turned and was about to go but paused,

"You should go over to his room, he's 

seriously injured...and furious " Tyler muttered, coldly as he ran his gaze through 

her body, as though he was struck by a lightning, he quickly averted his gaze and left.

Hazel's eyes widened, 

Injured?? How come!

"Thanks Tyler!" She uttered, gratefully and hurriedly ran upstairs.

She pushed the door open and saw Alejandro who was sprawled on the couch, 

his bleeding arm was a horrible sight to behold.

Alejandro glared, dangerously at her but she hid her fears and nervousness.

"You should pull out the bullet...else the wound might get infected" Hazel mumbled, seriously.

Alejandro smoked from his cigar stick and shut his eyes,

"Get out...!" He muttered, lowly.

Hazel froze but quickly took stepped forward as she bent and touched his arm which made Alejandro to flinch.

"Are you really testing my patience little girl..get da f*ck out!!" Alejandro snarled as he snatched his arm from hers.

Her stubbornness fueled his anger the more, he gritted his teeth, irritated.

He raised his hand and was about to shove her away but froze mid air,

Meanwhile Hazel gazed intently at him without moving.

"You can hit me all you want but please don't send me out.." Hazel retorted, softly and held his arm as she examined the deep wound.

Alejandro gazed intently at her small pale face, her red lips looked so plump and 

swollen as though she had sucked on it throughout the night. Her eyes were slightly 

red and puffy and he wondered if she had cried..

He watched as she dipped her fingers into his wound and pulled the bullet out.

Her expression serious as though she was running an investigation!

Alejandro groaned, slightly.

Hazel took a bottle of alcohol and poured it on the wound,

Alejandro groaned in pain as he shut his eyes.

Hazel applied disinfectant and another medicine which would stop the bleeding.

She took a cotton wool and wiped the wound, after that, she took a bandage and bandaged the wound.

"All done! But you don't have to shake your arm too much or stress your arm, the wound 

will heal up soon and please avoid water from touching it" 

Hazel mumbled, seriously and closed the first aid kit box.

"Are you hungry? I'll have Remeta prepare–

"Why are you doing this? Are you trying to win me over or what?" Alejandro asked, coldly.

Hazel lowered her gaze and nodded sideways,

"I wouldn't dare....I just...I just wanted to help" Hazel mumbled, softly.

Alejandro fixed his gaze on her small red swollen lips which moved as she spoke, he 

ran his dark gaze though her small petite figure.

She had a light purple nightgown on which was slightly short, her standing, portable and 

firm boobs stood as her nipples pointed at him through the night gown, as though they were calling out to him to give them a bite!

It was obvious that she wore nothing underneath!