Summary of Chapter 12 – A pivotal chapter in The Mafia's Son by Z Cr4vinz
The chapter Chapter 12 is one of the most intense moments in The Mafia's Son, written by Z Cr4vinz. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Osa's POV
Valesco's right. I should've bought more clothes. Thankfully, the guys didn't notice my scars at breakfast so I sat looking in my closet and found nothing to wear.
I run downstairs and barge into Caramel's room to find Qulo and her in a very heated make-out session.
"Um," I mumble stepping in and she blushes, moving as far away from him as possible. He glares at me but it isn't harsh as he wants to laugh.
"Thanks, Osa." He says sarcastically and I bite my lip.
"You're welcome!" I chirp and he rolls his eyes before leaving.
Everyone's warming up to me and I love it.
"Hey, girl." Caramel chuckles nervously and I raise an eyebrow at her.
"Use protection." Is the first thing I say and she slaps my arm. "I'm going on a date with Benjamin-"
"Say no more!" She pulls open her closet and all I see is clothes. They were color-coded and I gape.
"Pick your color!" She says and I tilt my head. "By the way, you have more booty than me so I think you may not want to choose the dresses."
I choose black and she pulls out a pretty crop top. It was plain with two simple spaghetti strings.
I loved it... but.
"Um. . do you see my stomach?" Her face goes flat as she shoves it onto me.
"You have black jeans right?" She asks and I nod. She goes under her bed and pulls out some black boots with thick heels and I eye them.
"Wear. It." She glares. Then she grabs my elbow, skipping out and up the stairs into my room. "Get dressed." She demands and I sigh, walking into the bathroom and putting it on.
I walk back out and she claps, jumping excitedly.
"I don't like it," I tell her grumpily and she scowls at me so fiercely that I roll my lips back into my mouth.
"Makeup!"
"Nuh-uh!" I yell and she gives me a flat face.
"Put your ass in that chair." I grit my teeth and stomp sitting.
"Since you don't like makeup, I'll just. ." she swiped the lip gloss stick onto my lips, added mascara, and a little bit of eye-shadow.
"Your hair looks great to let me just. ." She shoved her finger into the gel that she brought and swiped it onto my forehead.
"You look beautiful." She says and I grunt, but as soon as I turn around.
"Woah. I look amazing." I murmur. "And you barely even did anything."
Once again, she gave me a flat face before pushing me outside.
"Oh, I was just coming to get. ." Benjamin's eyes widen and I look at Caramel who just runs down the stares giggling.
Great.
"You look... beautiful." Hey, that's what Caramel said.
"I know." I nod truthfully and he chuckles, pulling me by the waist onto him.
"I love how modest you are." He says sarcastically and I grin. He was about to lean in when I moved away and grabbed his hand.
"Amusement park!" I yelled running down the steps and I nearly break my leg on the last one but it was worth it.
"Bye guys!" I yell.
"Woah, hold on." Valesco's deep voice rang and I stop, Benjamin, running into me as we both turn to Valesco.
"Where are you guys off to?"
"Amusement park!" I scream before Benjamin has the chance and he chuckles.
"Benjamin, you have weapons right?" Benjamin lifts his redshirt to reveal a gun and I raise both eyebrows.
"Is that necessary?" I ask and they all look at me like I was stupid.
"You may need protection too." Valesco rolls down his socks to reveal a blade and I gape. . . think of the other things I could to with that.
As if reading my mind, Benjamin grabs it before I could.
"I think I can protect her just fine."
"Nonsense. What if you get caught up?" Benjamin grumbles before handing it to me.
"Oh, my word!" I scream as it goes straight down with a speed so rapid.
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"I'm never doing that again." I wipe my remaining tears as Benjamin still laughs it up.
"You were so hilarious, babe." He chuckles and I groan. "Let's get some pictures." He points to a booth and I grin, no more rides, please.
"There's that grin we all know and love." He pokes my cheek and I roll my eyes amused.
We get in and wait as the voice calls the instructions.
The first picture was one with googly eyes, then he decided to bite my cheek, then he pulled me onto his lap and we both smiled doing the peace sign and last, . . .
He pressed pause and I raised an eyebrow at this,
"Your favorite color is black, your favorite song is You waited by Zoe Grace, you like apples more than any other fruit, you can't stand onions, you love rain, shall I name more? This is just to show you that I know exactly what I need to, and I just need you to be able to let me in when you're ready."
"How do you know all of this?" I ask stunned and he smirks.
"Observation." I smile softly and our day was sealed with a soft kiss.
I was absolutely giddy as we exited but ended up frowning as I found Mika holding the pictures staring at them.
"How cute." She says with distaste, shoving them onto Benjamin's chest and he grabs it clenching his jaw. "So what? You guys are dating now?"
"Don't you think it's a little too soon? I mean what do you know about him?" She asks speaking to me and smirking and I bite my lip. "Nothing. You know nothing." She laughs.
"Back off Mika," Benjamin warns and she smirks at him.
"Did you force her into this Benjamin? What? She doesn't look ready for a relationship."
"I don't think you have a say in what we do. Dating is about getting to know each other." I cross my arms and her eyes snap to mine.
"Oh, so you speak. Then you should answer this well, what do you know about him, do you know that when he was smaller, his mom-" A gun being cocked is heard and soon my eyes go wide as Benjamin, whose face was hard with fury held a gun to Mika's head. She smirked raising both hands. Everyone was staring at us and I had no idea what to do.
"That's what you're dealing with Osa. I'd be careful if I were you."
She's right... I know nothing about him...

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