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Slave to the Mafia

A world full of violence, treachery, dishonesty and atrocity certainly don't have a place for a child, an innocent soul between evil. Aaron was a kid like others, with a single parent walking over time and striving for him, his mother was all he had, he had never known his biological father, he stick to his mother's side and cherished her, though at a very young age he was so brilliant, little did he know his little world of comfort will soon crumble. It began with the secret code of a treasure which was made known to him by his mother, and she forced him to swear never to tell. Then at five he lost her, she was murder by the same heartless man in the mask who had ripped him from his mother and made him submissive, the same man who had made him watch his mother died helplessly, the same beast who had forced him into the mafia and disappeared just like he came. Days, weeks and months past, life became harder and more terrible for him, he only live with the haunting memory of the man with a cobra tattoo on his wrist pulling the trigger. No more comfort, no more innocence, no small opening for a little light to rush through just darkness, pain, scar and void. He was made to know the rules of the jungle, he was trained to steal and serve, his heart harden with each torture, he learnt to laugh in the face of pain and accept whatever he went through as his own life burden. He was chained forcibly and made to be a slave to the Mafia. Not until he met Kendrick chuckles, the strongest of all mob boss in town, well known as the Crime Lord, he was feared for his instinct of killer, he killed with cold blood like there was no tomorrow, no mercy, only tooth for tooth or was it money for service, and blood for treason. What of the treasure code and the assassin? Will Kendrick presence change anything? Read to find out

oluna15 · Horror
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6 Chs

Chapter 5

"Get up!" Ernest said while staring down at the kid with hatred, if it was for him the boy would long be dead but he couldn't take any action without Kendrick's permission.

Aaron got one his feet gaze on the floor, not because the guy was intimidating but because he knew he couldn't stand up against him. Not just yet.

Ernest walk toward him after glancing at the cuff, "how did you do to break free? and how did you enter the jewelry room or even came out of the damn room?!"

Aaron remains silent. He doesn't owe the man any account. He can go ahead and beat him up again he would be the first though.

"Don't play deft and dumb with me, I know you can speak, and I know you more than you know yourself." His voice took a dark turn lowering in tone and becoming very threatening.

"You're the little rat that goes around in the neighborhood stealing people's property, the Snatcher by nickname, now I know how you do to enter private property, you are an expect with locks, a vagabond with no remorse train to steal, worked with Rowan Antonio, or were you a sort of slave or doggie to him?" He tilted Aaron's chin up so he was now staring straight in Aaron's amber eyes.

"Don't be surprise, I know more about you than you would ever know." He said.

"Sir the boss demands to see you." A guy of average height appeared behind Ernest he looks serious with a scar under his left eyes.

"Lock the door and wait outside for me." With that he left for Kendrick's office but turns out he was in the gym room.

He walks in right in the middle of Ken's 100th pushup, on seeing him Ken rose to his feet, and reach for the note on the table giving it to Ernest.

"Care to explain?" He grabbed his pack of cigarette bringing one up to his lips and lighting it up, he leans on one of the machine admiring his royal blue rug.

Ernest looks up all surprise after reading the note. Ken's suspicion been confirmed he walked up to his right hand man and slaps him across the face while holding a blank expression.

"Release the kid." He simply said.

"If I do that we'll loose all our chances of ever having him back Ken." Ernest said not looking a bit startled from the slap.

"Why will I need a fucking child? I don't abduct kids!"

"Not every child is innocent, and that boy down in the basement is one, we all know the Snatcher and how every mafia group seek to have or kill him?"

"Don't tell me crap, the Snatcher of all people a KID? good one." Kendrick drew on his cancer stick and push the smoke through his nostrils.

"That kid is not only the Snatcher, he stole from your property more than four dozen of your white packs," Ernest words made Kendrick look up with a fierce glare.

"And you watch him do? Who sent him?" Kendrick got up with his fist clenched.

"He doesn't want to tell us, a bratty son of bitch huh?"

"Go get him!" He instructed, Ernest left with more enthusiasm than intended.

Kendrick waited patiently while going over his options of penalty for the little thief. or was it The Damn Snatcher.

The door flew open and Ernest drags in a boy in ripped clothes, very skinny, with a collar in an oversized ripped clothes, He barely stood on his feet and he looked petrified in the sight of Kendrick. it took Kendrick all not to laugh, he couldn't imagine such a little thing been the famous Snatcher, a reputed thief.

All the anger he had suddenly disappeared, he was amused by the sight. He was expecting a boy of at least 17 years old or above.

He furrowed his brows to scar him more. "How old are you." He star straight in his eyes, Aaron looked away feeling intimidated all of a sudden, He couldn't look back at the two emerald eyes staring back at him it was not him been scared of people but he hadn't imagine Ken so fitted, handsome with dangerous emerald eyes.

"How old are you kid?" Ken asked Ernest was so surprised at his tone of voice.

Nevertheless Aaron remained silent the man was going to kill him by the way, why bothering to speak?

Kendrick brought his gaze back to Ernest, "Our famous snatcher is pretty small to my liking." He turned around to pour himself a cup of whiskey.

"That doesn't change the fact that he is a thief." Ernest said

"Hmm, he is smart though, but very impolite, didn't turn around to say goodbye." Ken chuckled.

Ernest took a quick glance at were Aaron previously stood but he was gone

"SHIT!" He growled while making his way to the door but was stopped by Ken

"Why going after him? let him go, he is way too small." He went back to leaning on the machines.

"You don't understand Ken! His is not what you're seeing him as, his great grand father was one of the richest politician back then, he left everything to his grand daughter after all his family were killed, she later died leaving everything to him, If only we knew the code to the that wealth we won't be needing him but he can still help us obtain that."

"What proves to you that he knows the code?"

"Think Ken, he is the only heir left, he forcefully knows the code, if you can set your hands on that you'll be one of the richest man in this country, you have no idea of how much that kid possesses. The problem is we have to wait till the opening of BDM? Then we'll help him sneak in the GOLDBERG private property the guards must not see him for security reasons you and I both know, then he would retrieve the paper and we'll make his wealth ours."

"How did you know that?" Kendrick asked.

Ernest shrugged, "I made research. We'll discuss further some other time. I need to go grab the boy." Ken only nodded not knowing what else he should do.

Ernest came back seconds later, dragging almost black Aaron with all his hair standing, he gave Ernest a questioning gaze.

"Was trying to climb the bars activated the electricity, you know what happened next." He said.

"Make him comfortable Ern, I don't want him in the basement." Kendrick said before returning back to his practice.

Ernest very contented with Ken's cooperation took Aaron away not feeling the urge to hit him, he took him to a room and left the servants to do their jobs.

A/N

sorry guys this book got contracted on novel cat so I had to pull it off. if you want to read a new version of it check novel cat.