Their Mafia Queen

Brandon Is Attacked

     "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Spanish bookworm" Sarah, one of the bullies said as she was surrounding Victoria along with the other girls. She was trembling on the corner, with her hands on her face. It was not the first time they bullied her. One afternoon, right after the school bell rang, she was attacked in the girl's bathroom.

 Sarah grabbed her glasses and looked at them with a mocking expression. "You sure are a nerd, and look at that hair. Do you even have a brush?" she asked as the other girls laughed. 

 "Please, give me my glasses, I can't see without them" Victoria didn't dare look at them in their eyes. She was terrified of those girls. 

 "Oh, you want these? Why would you want something that ugly? I mean, that is what contact lenses are for" she said as she tossed them on the floor, crushing them with her feet. One of the other girls punched her in the nose and the others started kicking her as soon as she hit the floor. They laughed as they walked away, leaving Victoria lying there, crying.

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     She woke up from that nightmare, feeling tired from the emotions it brought to her. She looked to the side to see Rogelio still sleeping with his back facing her. She rubbed his back as she peppered it with kisses. She got off her bed and went to take a nice, warm shower to release the tension she had.

     Rogelio appeared by the door with a big smile, a towel wrapped around his waist and another big erection showing from underneath. She looked down at it and smirked. "I am sorry baby, not now. We had so much fun last night, and I am very sore" she said. He joined her in the shower and grabbed a sponge.

     "Don't worry sweetheart, I will not do anything with you, I just want to save water" he replied with a smirk as he was rinsing her while kissing her on the neck.

     "Your friend down there seems to think otherwise" she laughed, and soon after, he was joining in the laughter. She left the shower, leaving him to continue. She walked into her room to look for something to wear. She sat on the edge of her bed after getting dressed as Rogelio walked back into the room and noticed she was out of sorts.

     "Is something bothering you?" he asked in a curious tone. She shook her head and looked at him.

     "I am just tired. These past few nights have been a little crazy for me" she replied, showing him a fake smile. He looked back at her, almost not believing anything she said, but he kissed her on her cheek, got dressed and walked out. Victoria's dreams and flashbacks are showing often, and she thought they were gone forever.

     Composing herself, she walked out of her room, and started walking downstairs when she saw William come through the door with a big smile on his face.

     "Good morning, boss" he greeted her while waving his hand. She rolled her eyes while a smirk escaped her lips and kept walking to the bar to check that everything was in order. She noticed Brandon was not there.

     "Where is Brandon?" she asked Samantha, her other bartender. 

     "He called in sick" she replied while wiping her hands after restocking the beer bottles. Victoria sighed and took her phone out to call him. There was no response, and she hung up, not leaving a voicemail. She called Rogelio, and as soon as he walked downstairs, she sent him to check on Brandon. She had a feeling something was not right.

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     After Brandon hung up, he looked at the man standing in front of him.

     "Good boy. Now, tell me everything you can about Victoria and what is her weakness," the man asked.

     "I am not telling you anything, but I can assure you, she doesn't have any weaknesses, so you can go f**k yourself" he replied, challenging him. The man snapped his fingers and his guard walked over and punched Brandon on his face, making his mouth bleed. Brandon spit the blood out and laughed at them.

     "I am only her bartender, I don't know anything else other than serving drinks at her club," he lied, and another punch was thrown at his gut.

     "You better say something, or you will regret it" he threatened him, but Brandon wouldn't budge. He kept laughing at them until the man ordered his guard to take a blade out. He did as ordered and started ripping his shirt off, exposing his torso. Slowly, he slashed across his chest. Brandon was holding the screams as the torture kept going.

     After all was over, they smashed everything in his apartment and left, leaving him bleed to death. A few minutes later, Rogelio arrived. The door was wide open, and he walked in. He saw the destruction left behind.

     "Brandon!" he called as he kept wandering around. Following a blood trail, he ended in the bathroom where he saw him sitting on the toilet, with a first aid kit in his hand. He approached and put his hand on his neck to check for a pulse. It was weak, but that was enough to bring him back to the nightclub and help him recover. A hospital was out of the question. He didn't want the doctors asking around.

     Rogelio grabbed him and placed him in his car before driving off. When he arrived at the club, he parked at the back entrance, helping Brandon out of it and bringing him inside.

     William's curiosity peaked, and he was trying to find out what happened. He called Mike.

     "Boss, you might want to check Brandon Collins' apartment. I think something happened there and it would be good for you all to check it out" he mentioned.

     "How do you know something happened at his apartment?" Mike asked.

     "Just a hunch. And make it fast, I am sure Victoria would want to check what happened to him there. You guys need to get there before she does," William replied and after he hung up, he kept getting his booth ready for tonight.

     At one of the rooms, Rogelio had laid Brandon down on the bed. Victoria walked in to check on them, trying not to look shocked at the sight in front of her. She maintained a straight face while walking towards the bed. The slashes on his chest were long and deep. She wanted to cry, but held it back. 

     Rogelio gave her a medical kit, and she opened it, taking out alcohol, bandages, and sutures with threads. She cleaned his chest, noticing six of them. 

     "Oh, Brandon. What have they done to you?" she whispered as she kept cleaning. She grabbed the sutures and stitched him. Anger started rising from her. 

     "I want you to find out who did this, Rogelio. No one attacks my employees and lives to tell the tale" she ordered. Rogelio immediately left and gathered a few men to search.

     William stood up by the door with his arms across his chest. "I am sorry about what happened to your friend" he mentioned, walking in and standing  next to her.

     "He is not only a friend, he is much more than that," she said while looking up at him "what are you doing up here, anyway? You are supposed to be downstairs, we are about to open and you are just standing here, not minding your own business"

     "Come on, Victoria. I just want to help" he said as he stroked her cheek. She leaned to his touch, but quickly pulled away.

     "You better go," she said, almost in a threatening voice. William nodded, and before he walked out, he whispered in her ear.

     "One of these days, you will wish to keep me around. And I am sure, you will not be able to resist," he said, kissing her cheek and finally leaving. 

     Victoria looked at Brandon, lying there unconscious. She leaned down and kissed him softly on his lips, whispering against them, "I promise that whoever did this to you, is on my hit list. I won't rest until I find them."