Mafia's Baby

Chapter 5: Yukihira

While my name is Japanese, I'm not. My mother, to her last breath, is a huge anime junkie. I mean, take a geeky nerdy who is a collector of everything that has to do with anime, no matter if it is dark, shitty, or f*****g amazing. My mom has it. When she passed away, I made sure to keep her collection safe.

I'm also a bastard child. However, when my mother passed away, my father took me in when I was 15. His biological children didn't like the idea of me popping up and coming into their home. My father, Julian Perez, didn't care what they had to say; his roof, rules, and son stayed. I gain respect by breaking the bones of my brothers and putting my sisters in their place. My father also made it clear his dislike towards deadbeats.

Back to the present. Imagine how shocked I was that this woman I had a one-night stand with has a kid, and that kid could be mine. I remember her, God, I do. f**k. Her mahogany skin tone, petite with the right amount of ass, sweet apple size breast, and a deep f*****g p***y. She made a brother go wild. Trust me, I remember her. It's hard to have s*x and not think about her.

After Annika and I had our stare down, which she broke, she turned to her mother, comforting her mother and vice versa. A day had passed, and Maddock and his crew hadn't entered the room. This was good, but it also meant that they were starving a little girl.

I haven't spoken to her, and she hasn't slept. Her eyes solely focus on the door. When Annika woke up saying she was hungry, she breastfeeds her again. Her face is now showing the bruises from the punches Maddock gave her. Under her left eye has a cut, and her right side of her jaw is swollen. They are now red and yellow.

I stare at the monitor, watching as Petite is lulling Annika to sleep. Maybe calling her a w***e was out of line, but I've dealt and seen women being a hell of manipulative. Using tears and the fact that they are a woman to their advantage. I scoffed at where my mind was heading... I won't be fooled again.

"Are you going to answer my question?" I saw when she side-eyed me. I waited for an answer but was welcomed with silence. I had asked her who else she slept with, but she never answered me. I was beyond frustrated. Not only were my brothers taking their f*****g time getting someone here. But, I was frustrated, not knowing if Annika was mine or not. I know she is mine, but I needed clarity.

Soon the soft thumping sound of music filtered into the room. Leave it to Maddock to kidnap a family and have a party. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

A knock came on my door, and before I could tell them to f**k off, it opens. My brother Emmanuel and Tomas walk in, with a scrawny man. "Trevor!" Petite shouts, moving Annika on the ground to lay down.

"Joycelyn! What the hell!?" she looks relieved. Joycelyn, huh. It suits her. "What's going on!?" Scrawny man, Trevor asks her. "Nevermind that. What are you doing there," Joycelyn is now in front of the monitor, one hand is covering her lace bra.

"Enough with the chit chat. You were brought here for a job," I told him. He nods his head before turning back to Joycelyn. "Maybe you can help me track your location," Trevor tells her. "I can't. The keyboard isn't here," she looks at the door. "Trevor, hurry and track my location. We need to get out of here," She pleaded with him. He quickly pulled out his laptop, setting it up.

Annika had woken up, and Joycelyn took her in her arms. Annika unexpectedly pulled Joycelyn's bra down, giving us a view of her n****e. She latched on like a newborn baby. That made me smile. "I got it!" Trevor shouts.

He shows me the location, and I pull out my phone, calling up my brother, Emilio. Tomas and Emmanuel listened clearly as I put my phone on speakerphone. Just as I was about to give the location, the sound of the door hitting against the wall has my attention. It was followed by loud music and the girls screaming.

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