The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

13 - The Playground

**Jason POV**

*Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz"

What is that incessant sound?

*Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz."

In my barely conscious state I snuggle closer to the warmth surrounding me. It took me a moment to remember that I had Aurora snuggled against my bare chest. I smile to myself thinking about how well she did with her first punishment.

*Buzz. Buzz. Buzz."

I can make out a few grunts, clearly all of us are starting to get agitated by that noise. I take a deep breath through my nose, inhaling Aurora's calming vanilla scent in her hair.

"Speak." I hear Kai state. His voice is definitely deeper and a little groggy.

Kai hums sleepily in response. I am definitely more awake now, but I am not making any moves to get up. feeling perfectly content.

*Hm. Take them to the Playground. We will be there soon. Okay, now my interest has peaked

I open my eyes, blinking a few times to clear my vision. I see Kai sitting on the edge of the bed, his sculpted naked back is littered in colorful tattoos. He hung up his phone after a few more minutes of idle chatting.

"What's going on?" My voice is gruff and scratchy after waking up. It was by far the best nap | have ever had. I look at the wall clock and see we have been asleep for about three hours now. I didn't think I would actually fall into a slumber, but I did. I clear my throat a bit and raise my head off the pillow. Aurora is still sound asleep in my arms; her angelic face looks so peaceful even though I can still see the dry track marks from her salty tears.

Charlie and Ben start to stir around me.

*That was Thomas. His team found three of the guys who helped with the Germany raid. They will be at the playground in about 2 hours." Kai says, still half asleep. He looks over his shoulder at me and eyes Aurora. His usual stoic face shines brightly, he eyes glisten with a mix of mischief and adoration.

Kai gets up and walks over to the bench and grabs his clothes, putting on his pants on before leaving and shutting the door softly behind him.

Charlie is now awake and lightly stretching. I disentangle myself from Aurora, being careful not to wake her. I lightly hit Ben a few times before he was conscious.

"We need to get up. We have a playdate at the playground." I say while I scoot myself to the foot of the bed. I get up, stretch my aching muscles before heading to the bench and grabbing my own clothes and heading towards the door.

'I'll put Aurora in her room," Ben says sweetly. I look behind me and see Ben stroking Aurora' s head softly. Charlie is sitting at the foot of the bed, trying to wake up. I nod my head and exit out of the Playroom, shutting the door behind me.

I head down the hall to my room and using the keypad in the hidden wall panel, I input my code and listen for the familiar click sound, unlocking my sacred space.

Once I enter, the soft amber glow of my black modern wall fixtures slowly brightens. I throw my clothes in the grey laundry basket by the door. My room is probably the size of a two- bedroom apartment. The center of my room has a huge California King bed with a tall modern black headboard. The bed sits about four feet off the ground. I have deep royal blue satin sheets with about twelve black and blue accent pillows on the neatly made bed on top of a cloud like black comforter. I have sleek black matching end tables against each side of the bed and a massive black shag rug. I have a floor to the ceiling bookshelf across the whole right-side wall, every shelf filled and a black leather sitting area in front of it. I have a massive 75-inch television on the wall across from my bed.

I walk to my left and enter my bathroom. The white and black marble shines brightly against the harsh white florescent lighting. I quickly strip my boxers and enter my shower. The shower is big enough to fit at least five large people comfortably.

When I am done, I grab the heated oversized towel and wipe myself dry. I walk into my adjoining closet and pick out an all-black Armani suit and matching dress shoes. I picked out a silver Rolex watch and matching silver cufflinks and some Ray-Ban sunglasses that I put in my front pocket. I quickly run my hands through my hair with a little gel, making sure I look good in front of the mirror.

I make sure to grab my phone, keys, pocketknife, and then I tuck my favorite pearl handle gun in my waistband before leaving my room.

I see Charlie leaving his room at the same time. We make our way down to the main entrance, Kai is waiting in the foyer, typing away on his phone and talking in German, the Little Bluetooth earpiece glowing in ear. He is wearing his black Armani suit. When he sees us, he hangs up his phone and takes out his earpiece.

*Ready Boss?" He says sarcastically. He knows I hate it when he calls me that. I just shake my head and head to the door, opening it and pulling out my sunglasses, putting them on and strutting to the waiting Black SUVs. We have a caravan of five cars with our usual 20-man security team, armed and dangerous. I got in the back seat along with Charlie and Kai. Ben hurriedly enters the car minutes later, his hair still glistening wet from his shower.

'Did you take care of our girl?" Charlie asks Ben. Ben just nods and goes on his phone like the rest of us while we make the 45-minute trip to our favorite torture hole - The Playground.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

*16 hours later... *

*AHHHHHHH!* The blood curdling scream comes out of one of our latest victims. He is a bloody mess, quite literally too. His swollen purple face is barely recognizable as a face, thick red blood covers every inch of exposed skin. His once neat white shirt and blue jeans are now various shades of red and hanging in rags around his hanging body.

Kai just put the blowtorch to his latest cuts. Kai had practically peeled his skin along his ribcage very slowly and now we are cauterizing it. If you don't stop the bleeding, they die too quickly.

The other two buffoons are passed out, equally bloody and hanging limply by their dislocated arms from our ceiling.

I am just enjoying the show, sitting in my leather chair, watching the willpower slowly leave this asshole's body.

I raise my hand to signal Kai and he stops immediately; he walks back to the metal tool table we keep against the wall and starts wiping away the blood spatter on his face and hands.

I slowly rise and make my way to this low life. He is on the verge of passing out. I tapped his cheek harshly a couple of times. "No, no!" I tsk at him. 'Tell. Me. Where. Is. My. Shipment?" I grit out between each word, a fury in my core, my hands are itching to get dirty.

"I-l-i don't know" this piece of shit whimpers out.

"I HATE liars Donny" I spit and grab his bloody throat and squeeze. He begins to struggle under my grasp, the chains above him rattle.

"I think his name is Danny?" I hear Kai say behind me.

'Danny, Donny. Shithead. It's all the same to me.' I squeezed his neck again. His breathing is shallower and wheezy. We already broke at least seven of his ribs, probably punctured his lung by now.

*O..Okay' I hear him say, struggling to get out the words.

I release his throat and stand in front of him, waiting impatiently for what I want to know. He coughs and wheezes trying to take big gulps of air.

"I. I don't know much." He begins, he is starting to pass out again and I slap his cheek once more to wake him up. "We. We. We were g-given in-instructions by p-post. A-a folder-r-r with a-a plan and-and the location of the wa-warehouse and-and what-t to ta-take."

My suspicions of a rat have been confirmed at this information. Even Kai is now beside me and giving me a raised eyebrow. "Go on." I order.

"O-once we got-got the goods, we to-took it to the d-drop off site. Big men with military weapons and-and trucks were waiting for us. That. That is all I know." I exhale loudly a few times.

"Okay. Thank you. You are free to leave" I say, and his eyes sparkle so brightly in that moment at the thought of freedom before I whip out my gun and shoot him straight between the eyes. "Free to leave this earth, I mean." I snickered as I put the gun back in my waistband. I hear two pops of Kai's gun as he puts bullets in the other two men hanging. Our men are already starting to clean up the bodies, while I am cleaning my hands.

Suddenly Ben comes rushing through the metal door, practically fuming!

We both look to him with raised eyebrows, and he says the two words that make me see an even darker shade of red: "Aurora's escaped!"