The Mafia’s Seductress

Sliding the curtains aside. I see four jaw dropping, sexy men sitting around the room. I walk over to the table and begin setting down the drinks. As I set the last one down, one of them spoke.

“Hey new girl, bring me my drink.” Rude much? He could at least say please. I pick up one of the glasses and walk over to him. He was really gorgeous up close. He had chocolate brown hair combed to one side and a neatly trimmed beard.

I hand him the drink and turn towalk away when he slapped my ass. “Thank you sugar tits.” He laughed talking a sip.

“Don’t touch me and don’t call me that.” I spat at him, only making his smile widen more.

“Then what can I call you?” He asked.

“My name is Kitty:” I said

“Meooow!” Another man came up behind me and sniffed my hair. “She smells good too.” They laughed. I quickly grabbed the tray and made my way back to the bar, watching Cass make margaritas.

“Who are those guys in chat room?”

“The Montez brothers.” He said

“You say that Iike I’m supposed to know that already.” I huffed.

“They own this place.”

“All four of them !?” I shouted

“Five.” He corrected. I raised a confused eyebrow at him. “I only saw four.”

“Their brother Rafael is the top boss of this place. He must be running late.” Oh I see, the boss hates you being late but for him iry’s okay. One of those busses who doesn’t like to lead by example. Great. Cass fills two glasses and sets them down on my tray.

“Take these to table five by the stage.” I nodded and rabbed the tray. Tuning, I bump into something hard and drop the tray to the floor. Nearly toppling over onto the broken glass, I reached out and grabbed onto something sturdy but soft to the touch.

“For fuck sakes!” I look up and see a tall gOrgeous man towering over me with a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. He had thick black hair that was slicked back and gulden honey colored eyes. With his shirt halfway unbuttoned, I cold see peaks of tattoos on his chest, I quickly regained balance and pulled my hand away from his arm.

“Sorry sir.” I said. He stares at me while I wait for him to respond. His eyes scanned me from head to toe. I could have swear I saw him bite his lip and did damage the cigarette in the process. Fed up with the staring contest and him scanning my body I bend down and pick up the broken shards of glass.

“You must be the new girl. What’s your name?” He asked. His voice sultry, deep and made goosebumps envelope my body. I pick up my tray full of broken glass and set it on the bar. Trying my hardest to avoid looking at him.

“Kitty.” He smirks and leans in close to my ear.

“Be careful next time Kitten. Dirty my floors again and I will have to punish you” He smirks and walks away leaving me in a state of a shivering, puddling wet mess. I take a deep breath, shake off this feeling and get back to work.

Rafael’s POV-

Damn she’s beautiful. That cute face, tight body and that pcrfcctly curved ass. She’s drop dead gorgeous and she probably doesn’t even know it. I walk behind the curtains and see my brothers already started with the strippers. It takes them a minute to unglue their eyes from voluptuous shaking flesh, to notice me.

“Hey Raf! You missed her bro!” My brother Javier shouts as I take my jacket off and toss it on the couch. “Her who?” I asked, taking the lighter out of my pocket and sparking my cigarette.

“The new girl. She gave Ish some lip earlier.” Alfonzo chuckled, slapping Ishmael on the arm. “I do love a woman who will talk back to me.” He smiled.

“Don’t mess with her again.” I stated. They all awwed as I sat down.

“Does little Raffy have a crush?” Alfonzo cooed. “Callate la puta boca.” I spat at him. (Shut the fuck up.)

“I wouldn’t mind sloppy seconds with her when you’re done Raf.” Enrico chimed in. Not her. I’ve seen how my brothers treat their one night stands. He won’t do that to her. Plus I don’t like the idea of ​​someone else touching her. I know nothing about her but my she has awoken my animal side .. and I am very territorial.

“I don’t like to share hermanito, you know that.” I smirked. (Little brother)

“Pussy whipped already Santi?” Alfonzo said making a whipping motion at me. Now he’s crossed the line. I took out my gun, cocked it and put it in his face. He stared me down. Knowing full well that I wouldn’t pull the trigger. I love my brothers. I would die for them but I still had to make my point clear. There is only one person on this earth that can call me that name, and that’s our little sister Mirella. Only my princess may call me that.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“If I hear that name come out of your mouth again, I’ll put you in the hospital brother.” He smirked as I hostered my gun. “You baby her too much Raf.” He retorted.

Of course I do. That’s my baby sister. When she was born, mom let me hold her first. When I looked down at her sweet little face, I knew right then I would break any motherfuckers jaw who dare hurt her. “Of course I do and I always will.” I said leaning back in my chair. Taking a puff of my cigarette and ashing it in the tray.

“Get that new girl in here, I need a refill.” Enrico said holding his glass in the air. My jaw clenched.

“Brianna.” I said snapping my fingers.

“Yes daddy?” She wiggled her ass up to me. I hate when she calls me that.

“Bring us a bottle of whiskey.” I said. She nodded and left the room.

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