Love And War | a mafia story

13

K a t e S t o n e

I woke up, Mike was still sleeping, I stroke his hair and took a quick shower.
I got ready and went to the kitchen, the chefs made some delicious breakfast.

Mike walked in the kitchen as well and grabbed a plate, we walked towards the dining table.
I sat down, he stood behind me, giving a kiss on my cheek.

"Good morning" he said

"Good morning"

He sat down in front of me, my guys and Trevor walked in and took a seat at the table

We started eating, after we ate, Mike went home and I had a meeting with my guys.

"Some owe me money, get the money! If they don't have it, kill them" I said to the assassins

"Trevor? Can you handle the deal with the French?"
Trevor was my second in command

"Sure capo" he said

"Take some of the guys with you" i ordered

"Okay"

"I'm going to talk with the Spanish mafia, there's a guy who escaped to Spain, he owes me"

"Which guy?"

"No worries"

"Kate"

"End of meeting, everyone leave!" I said getting up

I went to my room, packed a bag and got in my car.
I went to the airport and got in my private jet

After a few hours I got there, I got to the location I needed to be
I was a bar, I saw the guy sitting and walked towards him.

"Hello darling"

He looked up from his drink and basically fell from his seat.

I put a gun next to him, standing in front so no one sees it.

"Get up!"

He stood up, I held the gun at his back walking outside with him.

We got to an abandoned facility, I pushed him and he fell on his knees

"P-please" he begged

"You betrayed me!"

"I-I didn't mean to"

"You didn't?" I said with puppy eyes

"I-I sw-wear"

"To bad I don't believe you?"

"Any last words" I added

"I'm sorry, but it was good money"

He tried to run away, I shot a bullet in his back, he fell on his knees, blood was running out of his mouth and he fell down on his face.

I turned him around and took a picture of his dead body

I got back on the jet and flew back home

After a long time I got home, I got to my office and put the picture in a mail
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To Matthew.Blackwell@mail.com
From dazina.black@mail.com
Subject Dead dead dead

Dear Matthew Blackwell,

I got a little present for you, open the attachment to see <3

It's your deer guard.
He shouldn't have betrayed me, but guess what, he wasn't loyal anyway so I did you a favor.
He played different cards.

He was Mike's guard but then mine? And yours? But I got a secret, he was part of the French, then the Spanish, he was part of many others.
Short, you couldn't trust him with anything.