Plain Jane and the Mafia Beast

“Perfectly,” Vince said. “How is she?”

“She’s doing good, all things considered. Her heart and pulse rate are stable. I’ve removed the bullet and sealed the wound. She’s going to need to take it easy. From her uniform I see she’s a waitress. She’s going to have to rest and relax.” The doctor placed a large bandage across her wound.

Vince didn’t like seeing her on the table, eyes closed, looking pale.

“I’ll take care of her,” Vince said.

“She’s going to need to have this checked in two weeks.”

“I’ll bring her here.”

“I’ll come to you,” the doctor said. “You never know who is watching, and I’d hate to be responsible for this young woman getting hurt.” He removed his latex gloves. “Please, be careful, Vince.”

He didn’t need a warning, and he respected the doctor.

Men and women that were pulled into this world were often killed.

“Are you going to help me or do I need to take care of her myself?” he asked, looking at Daniel.

“I want you to remember this.”

“Believe me, I’m not going to forget.”

He paid the doctor the rest of his fee and lifted her up in his arms.

“Be careful. She’ll hurt tomorrow,” the doctor said.

Without a backward glance, he carried her to Daniel’s car. Resting her in the back seat, he climbed into the passenger one beside Daniel.

“You shouldn’t have done that.”

“I didn’t have much choice. You fucking shot her.”

“Why couldn’t you have just let her die?” Daniel asked. “What makes her so special? She’s fucking plain, and an hour before you even met her, you were torturing the fuck out of another guy. See the problem I’m having here?”

“That guy deserved to die. This woman doesn’t.”

“Vince, I know you’re a fucking weirdo and always have been, but even you can do better.”

He clenched his hands into fists. “You mean the whores that often suck my dick.”

“Yeah. One good thing about the Galiza family, they know how to take care of their own.”

“Yes, and so they pick the ripest pussy to fuck. Haven’t you ever wondered about how many men they’d had inside them? That as they’re sucking your naked cock, their throats have already been covered in layer upon layer of sticky cum. A man’s sticky cum. Let’s face it, if you kiss one, you may as well be sucking a guy’s dick.”

Daniel looked pale. “Shit, man.”

“When you go to these whorehouses, Daniel, many, many men have already been there. Their mouths, cunts, and asses are always on the menu. They’re loose. They don’t have anything tight anymore. Besides, I rather like the thought of the chase. When I don’t have that need to chase, I use the whores.” It had been a while since he used the Galiza whores though. He only ever went there when he didn’t have time to find his pleasure elsewhere.

“You actually want the plain waitress?”

“She’s not plain.” He glanced into the back of the car. “I think she’s stunning,” he said.

“I don’t … you know what, I don’t even need to get it, okay? This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have stopped at the diner.”

“We did good tonight. One name is scrubbed off our list of enemies to kill. You should be happy about that.”

“Fuck you, Vince. I don’t need to hear this shit right now.”

“I expect you’ll keep your mouth shut about Arika.”

“Who the fuck is Arika?”

“The waitress.”

Daniel rubbed at his temple. “Yeah, I will.”

“I mean it, Daniel. If something happens to her or a hit is ordered, I will hold you personally responsible for her and then I will come after you. Then you’ll get to see what happens when I have a lot of fun and not just put on a show for you.”

“I’m not going to tell. As soon as she’s good though, you need to let her go. You don’t want a weakness lying around for someone to come and pick up.”

“Everything will be fine. I promise.” He wasn’t a fool. He’d not lasted this long because of his good looks.

No one ever got one past him. He was able to read people better than they knew themselves.

Daniel drove to his home and parked up. Vince had a nice place out in the suburbs away from any mafia family. If they wanted him, they called him. Galiza liked it that way. It gave him an added edge.

Lifting Arika into his arms, Vincenzo carried her through his home, going straight upstairs and placing her on his bed. He’d never brought a woman home.

The whores he fucked, he did so on their turf, never bringing them home to his sanctuary. This was the place he practiced, trained, and enjoyed reading. He didn’t own a television nor was there internet here. He enjoyed music, that was all.

She looked so good on his bed though, her brown hair fanning out.

Pulling himself away, he made his way downstairs to find Daniel waiting with her bag and jacket.