The mafia boss wants me.

Fighting attraction

Closing up the doors of her aunt's shop as she bid Marie goodbye before for she left for her job at club 'Paradise' the biggest nightclub and bar on weekdays

She followed the back entrance as she reached the locker rooms where workers change to their attire, luckily she wasn't one of the more outgoing workers who showed their bare privates and skimpy clothing for every l customer to see, she was the bartender and a damn good one at that, she could conjure up perfect drinks just by looking at people's demeanor and their behavior.

Though she had been in town for three weeks now she already earned the respect of the manager as she was talented in her work.

"Hey, vee you are a bit late today," her bartending mate Ricardo uttered as he took out his smoke pack from his designated Locker, silver just left so it's your shift now, I'm going out for a smoke, be back five he said before he left through the back entrance,

She was sure he was going to the back alley, though she didn't like smoking and had probably warned him many times about it being bad for ones to help, most times he just brushed it off as an old folks tale.

She made her way into the main club, she passed by other workers giving them a small nod of recognition as she immersed through bodies in the club, as she made it to the booth starting her night pouring out drinks, but still had the mafia that consumed her thoughts.

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Marcel drove out to private land That had no one in sight except for the guard at the front of the entrance as the land was heavily guarded by surveillance electric fences and top of the grade security team that could have the place surrounded in minutes

Moving to the grave of his mother who was laid beside his father.

"Hello mama, I miss you every day, I hope you know that it's just hard without you. I hope you're doing well.”

He didn't even look twice at his father's grave before he left, he still had a bitter heart toward his fathers toward everything he did to his mom and how he was so distant because of the family business.

Leaving the burial site he got a call from his friends who told him to come to club paradise, having an issue they needed to talk about, concerning their Gun distribution with the south side of the city.

"I'm on my way" he uttered, he needed a drink to take his mind off his family drama.

Making his way into club paradise by almost midnight, he made his way to the private booth his friend Fabian had gotten, they had been friends since, they could walk being that their families were old-time friends he could count on him.

"Hey, I'm here, what's happening with the south side? I thought the deal was closed? "Marcel asked confused

His friend Fabian looked at the other three sitting at the table before they started Laughing.

"We were just joking with you man!

I missed you, you need to get out more!"

"f**k you," Marcel said as he smirked at their escapades.

"Have a fun night dude," Jacob, the smaller Of the three said, "Hey there's a cute ass bartender over there, I wanna get her number" he said

Making Marcel look up to see the said bartender to be, the beautiful woman he saw at the flower shop.

Jacob was already on his feet, to make his way to the bar but froze up after marvel talked

"Don't even think about it. She's mine" he said without taking his eyes off her.

This night, just got more interesting the mafia thought.

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The club was full as everyone was busy either dancing or humping with a partner at a corner since most of them looked s*x-craved, while Vanessa made herself busy at the bar, attending to customers in record time.

Whispers were passed on through her co-workers talking about mafia big shots that just entered the club, they headed to a VIP Boothe facing the bar as they conversed in secret.

But anything having to do with the mafia has nothing to do with her as she hated anything involved with their name.

"Hey, Vanessa, not to alarm you or anything but a man has been staring you down this whole time."

"Huh, who?" Vanessa said as she looked up, immediately holding eye contact with the man she had met earlier in the day Marcel Vance, looking at her, with dark eyes and a hidden agenda behind them.

Making her shudder, but didn't back down on the stares

She knew that dealing with the Mafia's you had to take them head-on but not to the point of stupidity, cause that will leave you dead.

Only backing down when one customer asked for a drink, but she didn't overturn the smirk she was given by the mafia who looked amused by her antics.

While turning in drinks at the bar, she felt the stool in front of her pull, or her to look up to see the said mafia, looking up at her with his head turning sideways in intrigue.

"Nessa, "

"It's Vanessa," she said, not amused, and not wanting to talk with him, as she kept her sentence short.

"So I was right" he chuckled

"Do you need something?" She asked not wanting the conversation to grow longer

"I need a different drink for a change, so Surprise me," Marcel said leaving the drink to her imagination

Even though she wanted nothing to do with him, she still had to work. Even if it meant making a darn good drink for Someone that made her blood boil, she would.

With fast efficient hands, she made the drink, mixed with vodka and strong Gin that fit his taste.

Surprising him as he tried the concussion

"I'm impressed," he said earning him a small smile from Vanessa

"Feisty aren't we?" he said leaning back on the stool to look at her fully taking in her features.

Her hair was packed in a high ponytail, draped in a black long-sleeved top matched with a leather skirt that hugged her insane curves

As she turned back he didn't mean to stare at her as she stacked cups on the shelf, her snow clear skin that needed to be marked.

He was amazed by her demeanor, one this morning she was friendly and now she didn't even want to utter More than five words to him

"Don't you have to get back to your friends or something?"

"No I prefer talking with you, they are boring company," he stated as he nursed his drink "Thank you for the flowers today," he said, making her guard fall a bit.

"You're welcome," she smiled her dimples showing

He was captivated, I want her he thought

He came here for a gun deal but that was long forgotten as he had a new purpose he wanted this woman.

"Come out with me tonight," he said

"What?!"

"I can tell your boss to give you a night off," he insisted

"I don't want to. "she abruptly said, surprising him, because other women would have leaped from the opportunity and tried to get riches from him.

"What can I do to get you off tonight?"

“You can't buy me Mr . Marcel".

"Ahh, so you do remember my name" he smirked

She looked at the time to see that it was past 12 meaning she had to get home.

"Have a good night Mr . Marcel," she said before leaving to the staff entrance.

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