The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

Chapter 113

The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

113: Looking Over My Shoulder

Aurora POV ·

“AHHHH!” I screamed. No, no, no, no! I began to freak out and found myself backing up keeping my

eyes trained on the figure outside, and my heart started to pick up like a hummingbird’s wings. I was

shaking.

“Aurora. Aurora, baby. Breathe! What’s the matter? What happened?” Kai said, standing right in front of

me, blocking my view.

“D–D–Dimitry.” I whispered and pointed to the window. They all followed my finger and I leaned to the

side to see over

Kai’s towering figure. But no one was there.

Charlie and Jason wasted no time walking to a drawer and pulled out some guns. Charlie handed one

to Ben and Jason came over and handed one to Kai. Kai stayed with me and the others rushed out of

the house and went to the beach.

“He, he was there. I swear.” I breathed out, still panting heavily.

“I believe you. We are going to check it out. It’s going to be okay.” Kai reassured me, petting my head

and cupping my face in his free hand and I leaned into his touch as he kissed my cheeks and then my

lips.

About fifteen minutes later, the guys came back inside.

“Nothing. The water washed away any possible footprints and there is no sign of anyone else on the

island.” Jason

stated.

“Are you sure you saw him, babe?” Charlie asked cautiously. I gave him a nod immediately.

“I know what I saw Charlie! I can never forget that man’s face.” I defended. He raised his hands in

surrender. “I believe

you, just making sure” was his response.

Jason walked away to make a few phone calls. There was another, slightly larger house on the other

side of the island where our guards were staying. It was a twelve–bedroom barrack–style abode and

had a small training and surveillance facility attached There was a tropical forest with many walking

trails and hiking terrain between the two houses.

This small modern bungalow home had four bedrooms and a wide–open floor plan with a wraparound

wooden porch. and floor–to–ceiling windows. It sat maybe one hundred feet from the water’s crystal Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

blue edge. The island was about an hour’s boat ride away from the Fiji Islands in the Pacific Ocean.

Jason came back into the living room and immediately wrapped me in his strong arms. “It’s going to be

okay my love.” His words helped calm my shaking a tad.

“Anything?” Kai asked and I felt Jason tense in my hold. I looked up at him and asked with raised

eyebrows. He exhaled loudly and released me only to run his hands in his already messy hair.

“The surveillance system on part of the island was not operational and they’ve been trying to fix it.

There are no signs of any boats in the area, but that doesn’t mean anything. The guards are now going

to take shifts patrolling around the whole island while we are here and more guards are being sent to

the mainland for additional backup. I am taking no chances.” He sat down on the sofa and opened his

arms so I could crawl into them.

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The rest of the night we all cuddled on the sofa and watched movies, but I never got rid of the feeling of

being watched.

The next six days went by in a blur. The guys did a wonderful job of distracting me. Every time my mind

started to wander or I found myself checking my surroundings, the guys would swoop me up in their

arms and not long after I’d find their rock–hard dicks inside my aching core. They were like rabbits and

I am pretty sure I stopped wearing clothes after the first night. I just walked around in a robe.

No more sightings luckily. I started to believe it was my imagination and started to let my guard down. I

caught the guys talking one time in secret that there was some disturbance in the forest reported but it

wasn’t conclusive enough to warrant much concern. I know the guys were hiding something, but they

hid it well.

We were on the yacht heading into the mainland. I could see the small harbor city nearing closer as we

flew across the water. The salty sea air whipped my ponytail around and I would get the occasional

misty shower as I sat on the bow of the ship, watching the islands float on the water.

Soon enough we were docking at one of the local ports. I looked out and noticed several yachts

parked, but one caught my eye at the very edge. It was a smaller boat, but several people were

bustling around it. I got that feeling again like someone was watching me so I looked towards that boat.

I could have sworn I saw a large figure dressed in black watching me. The figure was cast in shadow

but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Could it be Dimitry? No, I shook my head. He is not here I reminded

myself.

Charlie came and got me and we quickly made our way into the town. There was a market in the city

center with handmade goods and produce. It went for a good mile along the main strip. The street was

blocked off by cars as it was flooded with tourists and locals alike.

Our guards spread out and mingled with the crowd. We spent the next hour going from booth to booth.

We sampled some local mangos and fresh coconut water. We saw booths that had jewelry, clothes,

trinkets, handmade woven baskets, and lots of leather goods. I insisted on buying all sorts of things for

everyone back home.

This one booth had these handmade leather bracelets. They were thick and sturdy and had rune–like

etchings that looked mysterious and unique. We bought the whole collection – all four hundred pieces.

The older couple almost fainted when Kai told them we wanted everything and handed them a huge

stack of local currency. The older woman was in tears saying that the money would be enough to pay

for them to feed their whole family for the next ten years. The older woman gave us all hugs, gave us

blessings, and insisted we stay put while she made us each a special token.

As we waited, I got that feeling again so I looked up and turned around. My breath hitched as standing

not even thirty feet from me in the middle of the crowded street was Dimitry. He had a trimmed beard

and wore casual clothes but it was him. He raised his hand and pushed it against his lips telling me to

keep quiet before he winked at me. I closed my eyes briefly and when I opened them up, he was gone.

I began to look frantically when the old lady pulled my attention. She handed me a small white leather

bracelet with little silver charms woven into the braid. It was beautiful.

She made a similar one for each of my husbands but they were black leather and looked more robust.

I was shaking slightly when Ben asked if I was okay. I said yes and I was just overwhelmed, not

knowing what to do in that moment. Before we left the booth, the old woman pulled my arm once more

and I tried to give her my rapt attention. She just looked at my as if she was asking for permission for

something so I just nodded yes.

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She reached out and lightly touched my stomach and smiled widely before removing her hand, kissing

it, and placing it back on my tummy. She said something in her native tongue that sounded like a

blessing. But none of the guys noticed. I felt the need to hold my tummy and she nodded.

Oh my sweet potatoes, does that mean? No. It can’t be, could it? The guys pulled me away and I was

certainly in my own little world still trying to process what she said. I didn’t realize when we stopped at a

little seafood joint for lunch.

“Earth to Aurora!” Ben snapped his fingers in front of my face and finally came to the present. “You

okay, Princess? You zoned out. Where did you go?” He added. I just shook my head and said just

thinking. He didn’t push further even though you could see he didn’t buy my answer.

We sat indoors towards the back of the restaurant but there was still a good view of the outside street

where there was still plenty of foot traffic. Lunch was delicious but I still found myself rubbing my belly

often. I was looking out the window as the guys were talking amongst themselves when once again I

saw Dimitry staring right at me. He had a wicked smile and I flinched. I grabbed Kai’s arms by habit.

It is a good thing I did because he stopped talking and he must have followed my gaze because I heard

him say “Son of a bitch!” and then things happened fast.

Kai pulled my arm down dramatically so I would drop to the ground just as several bullets came flying

through the windows, shattering glass everywhere and the whole restaurant panicked. POP. POP POP.

In the next moment, I saw Kai pull his pistol out of the back of his pants. POP POP. POP

POP. POP. POP. Bullets whizzed by. Lots of screaming and more gunfire were heard in the distance.

POP. POP. POP I was pushed under the table and Kai pushed my head to the ground, commanding

me to stay down no matter what. POP. POP. POP. I covered my ears.

I looked up and saw Kai, Charlie, and Ben crouched down near me, they had their guns in their hands

and their eyes trained outside. Our men were also barricaded behind several tables. POP. POP. POP. I

see one of the guys get shot; small spray of blood from his shoulder and he begins to curse out some

naughty Gaelic words that Grammy taught me.

POP. POP. POP.

More screams, more terror. I can hear the bullets hitting the tables and the walls. More glass shatters

as bullets hit the bar and plates shatter on the floor when more tables are being tossed. POP. POP.

POP.

POP. POP. POP.

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