The Mafia's Son novel Chapter 14

Osa's POV

He did a great job.

Instead of normal lights, slightly yellow ones travel across the room. A soft blanket was laid across a piece of foam that we sat on to watch the movie.

He decided to watch the depressing move Titanic and pizza was placed in front of us, with soda, marshmallows, chocolate, White chocolate, Hershey's, m&ms, and my personal favorite, Ice!

I just loved the feeling of the ice once it rolls down your throat.

I know. Weird.

"You did well... " I murmur and he smiles, brushing his lips against mine.

"I have huge plans for tonight." He winks and I blush as my eyes widen. "Get your head out of the gutter." He flicks skittles at me and I chuckle, calming down.

The movie rolls up and I can't help but avert my eyes as they get to the inappropriate scene in the vehicle.

"We can totally try that sometime." Benjamin teases and I grunt, while my head was buried into the pillow. He chuckles.

"It's over."

Soon enough we were crying as Jack died, well, Benjamin was crying, I was just wiping his tears.

"Wimp," I mutter and he eyes me grumpily.

It ends and he was a sobbing mess.

"Shut up you big baby." I tease and he groans.

"I'm not the one who nearly swallowed their eyeballs and vomited it on a rollercoaster." He snickered sobering up.

"Hey! It was my first time alright?" He chuckles, by this time we were laying down, my head on his chest as he rubbed my back.

It got quiet, as in a peaceful quiet and I liked it.

"My mom hated me." He says all of a sudden and I nearly choke at his bluntness.

"Benjamin. ."

"No no, I want to. ."

"She used to 'discipline me', by locking me in the basement. . or letting me sleep outside in the rain. She never really hit me... but there were other ways of torture. She told me I wasn't good enough... that no one would really love me. Then she had another baby. . and she praised that baby, but it was sick. It died and then things went downhill from there."

"Where was Valesco?" I ask and he sighs.

"My dad didn't know. She would threaten to take me away if I told him, and he was my only source of happiness. After the baby died. ." He gulps and I rub circles on his chest, reassuringly. "She started to... abuse me. ."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Physically? Or. ."

"Or." He sighs like it was taking a lot to admit that and I bit my lip. "She has this room upstairs, that she would drag me to and well- screw it." He stands and I look at him confused as he grabs my hand pulling me up.

He pulls me upstairs, careful not to make too much noise and I wondered why. Darkness had already fallen and I smiled at the heavy clouds.

Rain.

He unlocked the door, and I wordlessly wondered where he got his key from.

"What lies behind this door... holds my entire childhood." He says, his voice hoarse and I pull him back.

"Ben... you don't have to."

"Osa... I trust you." He looks up at me with a look so raw that I can't help but nod. Once inside... I gasp.

This was like fifty shades of grey etched in reality, except thankfully, less sexual weapons. Just a lot of whips, rope, and other kinky nonsense.

"What my mother did was terrible... she never loved me. No matter what I did. And what burned me alive was that  I loved her. I wanted her to love me. I would do anything she said and she used that as an advantage."

"Did she ever. ."

"Absolutely not!" I look around and she frowns. "We've been on two dates!"

"That's a lot compared to Qulo ad I." She shrugs and I nearly choke. "You guys don't even need dates. The chemistry is there. Just ask him to be your boyfriend already." She says, but she was avoiding my eye.

"I can't." I bite my lip. Her eyes soften as she nods.

"Alright but just in case." She pulls me into the blasted store and I sigh frustratedly looking at the ugly inappropriate pieces of cloth.

"Here." She pushed black lace at me and surprisingly it's not even her style. It's covering my... areas, but revealing enough skin...

I consider it and place my bag down.

I put it on and grin, I looked sexy.

I came out as a model and Caramel smirked.

"Yes! Work it!" I giggle and she winks.

"We're getting it." This time I don't argue. We even get some lacy undergarments.

"My phone has been blowing up. ." she murmurs, switching it off. "Its probably just Qulo." We step outside and something feels wrong.

"Wait." Caramel states as we stop in the middle of the parking lot and my eyes widen as her hands move to her gun.

It all happens suddenly as a swarm of black jeeps speed from all directions, guns blazing.

"Osa! They want you! Run!" Caramel yells as she takes off her gun and starts shooting. I on the other hand, just stand there. A bullet grazing my skin wakes me up and I run behind a car as glass is shattered from all spaces.

"Crap." Caramel mutters and I was breathing heavily, fear creeping up my spine. Big black boots appear in my line of vision, and I nervously look up to find a man smirking at me.

Crap.

"Hello there."