by S. S. Sahoo
“But Bos-” Max was cut off by Zachary.
“Put that Gun out of my wife’s head before I kill you” Zachary yelled angrily and my eyes fluttered open hearing the word “wife” from his mouth.
“W-Wife?” Max stammered and I think I heard him gulping.
“Oh, I am so sorry Ma’am” finally he took that stupid gun down and I exhaled a breath that I didn’t know I was holding.
“I am so sorry. Please Forgive me. I didn’t know that you were his wife” I heard Max’s apologies.
“How dare you-” I saw Zachary taking his Gun out and he was looking beyond angry at Max and before he could commit another crime I managed to butt in.
“Uh… haha… It’s alright! No problem!” I laughed humorlessly and my statement cut Zachary in the middle. As he looked confused at my sudden change in demeanor.
This was the technique.
If I looked anything near to scared, then Max would have been shot by now. My calm behavior changed Zachary’s mind. This is what my Dad thought me earlier.
“I love you Dad!” I mentally screamed missing him.
“I forgive you” I laughed a little eyeing towards Zachary’s gun.
“W-What? Did you forgive me? So easily?” I found Max staring at me all shocked.
“Of course! It’s not your fault. It’s okay!” I watched as Zachary took his hand which was holding that deadly weapon down.
“Oh thank you! Thank you so much Ma’am” he looked overjoyed.
It’s strange how everyone were scared of Zachary. I mean in compare to strength I think Zachary is nothing to the man standing before me because he muscular, well built, tall and what not. He can probably take Zachary down in fight. But see the Irony! He looked as if he was gonna pee on his pants seeing Zachary angry.
“Uh I am going back to my room. Can you please send Whitney to my room?” I tried to change the topic and asked the question directly to Zachary.
He stared at me for some minute and then nodded.
“Thank You uh Bye!” I found myself waving to Max who was still looking tensed.
“Uh? Bye!” He responded waving back a little.
I gave him a small smile and turned around to leave. I took slow steps and as soon as I crossed the main corridor, I ran.
I ran using my full strength back to my room.
Reaching my room, I closed the door shut and relaxed a little. I was panting badly due to fear and as well as the physical exercise I just did.
“How many times am I going to survive all this?” I screamed looking upwards.
“Answer me God. Please!” I begged.
“It is better to die than suffering all this again and again” I spoke to myself as I rubbed my head frustrated.
It was aching now.
“God! Somebody please give me a pain killer” I mumbled as I felt pain on my arm which was now starting to bruise due to Max.
“Great! In just two days I got all this fresh ugly Bruises” I muttered examining my arm. Some bruises were from Zachary and some were from Max.
“Why am I leaving behind? Let me bruise myself too!” I yelled as I punched my arm and held it tightly wanting to bruise it.
“My Wife!” I mocked in Zachary’s Voice as I punched the door using my fist.
“Damn! Ow!” I cried as I examined my knuckles which had some scratches now.
“First aid Kit too! God please!”
6
Zachary
“Go and find him!” I ordered my boys and without wasting any more minute they ran out of my room searching for the person whom I wanted in front of me at any cost.
I am tired and I feel restless as I haven’t taken a nap from yesterday.
After that conversation with that woman who is my wife now, I went back to my room in thoughts of getting some rest but as if my fate wanted me to grow more tired than I really was, it brought me a new problem.
And this is one heck of a problem.
I sighed as I leaned against the wall raking a hand through my hair.
If anything is changing in my life than its only one thing, and that is my patience.
I have been growing impatient lately and with time my impatient is changing to anger. I cannot bare a single human who doesn’t work according to me let alone go against me.
I would shoot that person right on its head without even giving them the time to explain or do something to save themselves.
I am growing to be a violent man day by day but I don’t care. If anything I care, then it's my rules and things, should always be mine way. I hate it when it's not according to my way, what I have planned then its get really irritating to me. And the result comes out as death to whoever person is the cause of that disturbance.
The ringing of my phone broke me out of thoughts.
“Not again!” I muttered as I picked up the call though I wanted to reject it desperately.
“What is it?” was my direct question.
“Is that a way you talk to your Father?” my father spoke from the other end with his as usual business like cold tone.
“I don’t have time for this all. Just say what do you want?”
There was a silence for some seconds but then he began and somehow I knew what he was going to speak next.
“I heard that you got married. Is it true?” He asked with calm tone but anyone could point out that hint of anger in his voice.
I rubbed my forehead for a headache growing even more and raked a hand through my hair.
“Is it true?” He asked again and this time his voice evident of being impatient.
“Yes! It is true” I enunciated his word and rolled my eyes. I was already waiting for his tantrums.
“May I ask what made you to marry in such a hurry that you didn’t even think to invite your own parents to let alone your inform your mother?” He asked with a high tone.
I chose to keep quiet because I knew nothing can get into his mind when he is angry.
I heard him taking a deep breath before continuing again.
“Who is that girl?” He asked in a plain tone.
“You don’t need to know,” I said as I pulled the drawer open and took out my iPad.
“Everything you do is for me to know always and I want to know about this as soon as possible because this is about my son who is running my business now and if you are thinking you are the boss now then you are wrong. I will be always the real Boss and you my son is my only heir. So everything that will cause hamper to my years hardworking will be my concern. Because I will not let you ruin it. And you marrying some woman just like that is my concern”.
I kept the iPad back on the table as his words struck my nerve.
“What I do and what I do not do was never of your concern, neither it is, nor it will ever be. And stop worrying about the business, because I am the one who is ruling now. You are retired. So go to some Island with mom and enjoy your vacation. I can take care of all this by myself. So, just don’t interfere now” with that I hung up on him and threw the phone on the table.
Every time I talk to him, I get all this new headache.
“Sir?” I looked up to see one of my men standing the doorway holding a gun on his hand.
I raised an eyebrow signalling him “what?”
“We found a suspect. He is in the basement. I think you should handle this now” he said and I got up from the chair and walked out of the room with him following me.
“Who is he?” I asked as we entered a secret room, after I punched the code on the wall. The door slid open and we entered into a dark hallway. Everything about my place is secretive. It has always been like this.
Perks of being a Mafia Boss.
But the world doesn’t know about this. I am a Simple Billionaire Businessman for those people who doesn’t know real Zachary Udolf Sullivan.
My middle name Udolf means wolf which perfectly suits my personality. The name was given by my grandfather who is currently living in some private Island enjoying
his old days like some normal person with grandmother and his grandchildren who are cousins and have no relation with this mafia world.
My cousins probably have no idea about all this because my grandmother wanted them to live like a normal human being away from all this violence. She even tried to get me out of all this but being the only heir of the great Mafia leader who is my Father, I had to take this responsibility.
So, now I have to live a multiple life in which I am a successful Businessman who stood on his capability earning all this fame, which really was indeed. I never used a single penny for those part. And the other is a mafia Boss who has to do all illegal works and rule the underground.
Somehow, I have succeeded so far in living both the parts but I don’t know for how long I could do that. I have this prediction that someday, somehow my real identity will be out and then I don’t know or don’t even have any plans how to cope up with all that.
But for now, I am concentrating only upon Today.
Basically, I have no bright future.
I envy my Grandfather. He was also one of the mafia boss. Might I say, much feared one. He ended his career by transferring his post to his heir that is my Father but not just in a normal way.
To the world “The most wanted and feared Mafia leader Avim Ben Gon was shot dead by the force during the Peace meet. It was a success to the peace meet”.
Silly people doesn’t even know that it was all planned from the beginning. For Grandfather it was his retirement and of course he cannot just retire like a normal private employee. He had to make a grand exit which he did.
And of course “Avim Ben Gon” which is a Hebrew name was not his real name. His real name is..
Well let’s forget about it for now.
I have heard many things about Avim. About how Ruthless he was. How he killed and murdered people. And some were even disturbing for me as it stated he even raped woman.
But I was been told by my Grandmother that grandfather was the most sweetest man she ever met. And those were all rumors to provoke fear in people mind towards him or strategies of his enemies to get to him. He always respected woman and that is why she fell in love with him and decided to live her rest of her life with him.
If it wasn’t for grandmother, I would have totally believed all those rumors. Because, those can be true. Being mafia boss is not easy. Only one thing is needed for us and that’s power.
If we have power, we have fear for us in people. If they have fear, then we will rule. As long as people remains fearing us. We will be ruling.
“Its one of his men Sir, we found him today in our territory. He was probably here to get him some information about our moves” he spoke and I nodded.
I think this is a way how I can free myself from all this headache, I have suffered today.
When it comes to violence, I am always the excited being.
Time to meet fear in the eyes of that man who thought that he could easily get inside my territory and give them information.
“Oh how stupid!” I smirked as I witnessed the sight before me.
A man was tied upside down from the ceiling with his hands tied, and his eyes were covered with a blind fold.
He was beaten to worst and blood was oozing out of his head and forearms.
“Well Hello!” I spoke from the darkness as I entered the dimmed light room toward my prey who whimpered hearing my voice.
“I hope you had a nice day here!” was my only remark as I got more near to him.
7
“Can I call my family?” I asked for the second time to Zachary who was doing something on his mobile.
“Are you even listening?” I asked as I got irritated. He has been keeping on ignoring me from the time he has been sitting on this table where we were having our lunch.
“Can I call my family?” I asked raising my tone and this time he glared at me.
“No!” was his only answer.
“But why?”
“Shut up”
“What? Why shut up?” I argued and he was the who shut his mouth merging himself back into his mobile.
“Will you even tell me why the hell I can’t even contact my family?” I yelled.
“Answer me” I banged on the table when he didn’t even bother.
This got him because the next moment, he was beyond angry. He got up from his seat and walked towards me taking long strides. Once he reached me, he kept both of his hands on the hand rest and lowered down glaring at me.
“What do you think you are doing here?” He asked in a low tone but anger evident clearly in his voice.
I was confused on what he was asking but chose to keep my mouth shut.
“Do you think we are playing games here? Did you forget what I did to you? To your family. To that mutt whom you were going to marry?” He spat venomously talking about Emmett.
My heart swelled up thinking about Emmett. Its already been three days since I have been here and I got no information on what happened to him and my family.
“I can never forget” I spoke in a low tone but at the same time glaring at him while my eyes got watery.
He smirked seeing my expression and stood straight adjusting his black coat.
“Good that you didn’t forget,” he said as he dragged the chair next to me and sat down on it while Whitney came into the room serving us our food.
My hunger was long gone. I could no longer eat when I think about Emmett. How can I eat when the love of my life to whom I loved with my whole heart went limp on my own arms and I couldn’t even do anything to save him. I don’t even have any idea if he was alive or... I don’t even want to think anything like that.
“First of all, you ruined my life” I found myself talk when he ate his food not even bothering to pay any attention to my presence.
“Secondly, you married me. Forcefully” my voice was low while I stared at my food not even wanting to touch it.
“Then you killed him. Before my own eyes,” my voice broke as a tear slid down my cheeks.
“Do you have any idea how much I loved him?”
“Do you have any idea what I must be feeling right now not able to see my parents who probably haven’t touched a grain worrying for me”
“I don’t even have any idea what wrong did I do to you to get all this. At least let me know what was my mistake that you came like a storm into my life and ruined everything.”
By this time I began to cry. I sobbed and took the tissue from the table and wiped away the tears that were flowing down my eyes.
I heard him muttering something under his breath. And the next moment my eyes widened.
Before me was his mobile phone. He kept his phone more like slammed his phone before me and began to eat his food.
