Son of The Mafia Boss

Eleven

"Are you sure you don't want to meet up with him Boss?

When Donte's eyes widened as he turned to his side, Axel never express his emotion through his face but it's as if the man beside him knows exactly how he feels. He just let out a deep sigh instead.

"I've made up my mind before Donte. Perhaps all i ever wanted was just to see him but now that I've seen him...I don't think that i will be satisfied with only that anymore".

The form of the man sitting at the table near them earlier seemed to replay in his brain. He looked happy and proud, the smile of the woman with him was also sweet. They are both inlove and a perfect picture of a happy couple. If he continues to be the leader of the mafia, he will not come out just like that no bodyguards and he could guess no driver too.

Donte who understood his feelings was driving slowly as he glanced at him from time to time.

"So come ti senti,boss Axel." (I know how you feel) I am sure you're Dad will be pleased to meet you. You are his family by blood."

The man beside him slightly raised his voice to let him know that he was in favor of the idea of ​​meeting his father.

"Blood isn't always family Donte, just like family doesn't mean that it's only for the people who are related by blood".

Donte nod his head,agreeing to what he just said.  Why that came out of his mouth spontaneously he could not understand. He may feel a little skeptical because he knows his father forgot the life about the mafia and now he is here as the most leader of the group instead of him. Axel thought, What if he denies him, would he insist?

"Hai ragione,boss". (You are right) But you don't have to worry about anything boss,i think he won't turn his back on you."

"He is a Brussel after all, Uomini d'onore".(men with honor)

But it is a sad fact that his father did not even know about him. Yes, he was innocent based on Giovann's story of him. But the whole truth had already scarred his heart,and it pained him knowing that his beloved mother failed to tell him the truth too. Even when they were only in the Philippines, way back when he was younger.

Axel did not say a word, keeping his eyes on the phone in his hand. Aside from his private observation of his father, he is also occupied with another thought in his mind.

He was expecting a message or call from a woman who’s occupying a huge space in his mind since stepping into this place. But this was their second night and she did not even send a message to him. He put the cellphone back in the pocket of his trouser but then it suddenly vibrates.

Someone is calling him in his w******p number. He tapped on the answer word and put the cellphone he was holding to his ear.

"Yes?

"Uhm,

Hi Mr. Axel! good evening...just the day before yesterday you have given me your calling card. Did you still remember me?

Axel pretended to think for a moment.

The corner of his lips twisted in a cynical smile. How could he ever forget?

"And you're name is?

"Red.. Reda Faith". I hope you recognized my voice".

Her voice is a little too sweet for his ears, even on the phone he seemed to see her form in front of him. Her hair maybe disheveled and sitting in her bed in an indian style while talking to him and wearing a sexy satin negligee. His vast imagination is moving. He wanted to shake his head.

Dirty thoughts are flooding on his mind with just hearing her voice and he just confirmed that it's the voice he'd been wanting to hear since the other day. He never told anyone from his companions why he is always looking at his cellphone and that is because he'd been dying to hear a call from this woman.

"Ok Red have you thought about my job offer to you?

He's almost sure that she would say yes, he felt strongly that this was the reason she was calling him.

Suddenly Axel felt like  seeing her right now,he could just asked her where she's at and then he would go and pick her up and take her to his bed.But that would make him looked like a fool.

"Y-yes sir,and i was wondering if when can i start".

"Good! Come tomorrow then at nine am sharp. We will discuss the details of my job offer".

A sudden feeling of joy and excitement for the next day to come filled his heart. He felt a pleasure in his chest. The bitterness that had engulfed his heart disappeared, from seeing his father earlier.

He then mentioned the number of the VIP cottage where he currently lives.

***

It was exactly nine o'clock when she arrived at the cottage occupied by the Italians. She is a little nervous, She is currently sitting on the couch where a big man named Donte told her to sit down first and Axel would come out.

She rolled her eyes inside that VIP cottage, such a luxurious beach house. The sofa she is sitting on was soft and obviously expensive. She is sitting in front of the glass wall where the white sand and the waves of the sea could be seen in the distance. There is a curtain that's carefully parted on both sides.

There is also a large flat screen tv attached to the wall near the kitchen and she can see the kitchen and dishwasher on the left.

A small spiral staircase at the side, she guessed it was going to the room the man was occupying. She hope he doesn't take long and go down immediately. She turned her eyes to the glass wall and looked outside.

"Enjoying the view?

She suddenly turned to the baritone voice that spoke behind her. There he is, standing behind her back. His hands were covered inside the pockets of the white shorts. He was wearing only a simple polo shirt with two buttons open at the chest. The man's muscular arm was free to feast by her eyes and its dark hairs seemed to invite her caress. Her chest throbbed slightly, the man hit her very hard with his looks.

He walked near her and sat beside her in the couch. He also looked at the glass wall of the cottage. His aftershave and expensive cologne assaulted her nostrils.

"Yeah,this is kinda nice. No wonder it's called VIP cottages". Her short answer seemed a Iittle lively to hide the embarrassing gaze that she gave him.

The man turned to her. His hair a little wet and his blue eyes surveyed her. She was wearing a blouse with a button on the front and is paired with a mini skirt that clung to her curvy thigh. She has the most flawless legs he had ever seen so maybe that is why she is confident to wear those above the knee length. 

But it seems that her confidence under his stares is gradually diminishing.

"There is two bedroom upstairs, I would like you to be a stay in tour guide for me. You can live her for a month, food is free you can request anything you wanna eat. The contract is in the table, just sign it and then we can start".

Red's eyes widened slightly, she did not expect him to offer her a stay in job.

"I'll read the contract". Her hands gripping the shoulder bag she was carrying moved to the glass table in front of them.

Two page bond paper overlaps and a sign pen on the side. She raised the first page and the second passed by. The signature on the left cause her to frown.

Axel Brussel, how is his uncle Alexander Brussel related to him? Is it just a coincidence, or is he really a relative of the owner of the entire resort. She felt his eyes followed her every move.