The Mafia's Son novel Chapter 6

Osa's POV

"I don't like you," Benjamin mumbles bluntly as we sat for breakfast and today was one of those days. Those, I'm just not in the mood, I just wanna be sad days. So I pushed the eggs around my plate.

"I'm aware," I answer flatly and he seems satisfied with my answer.

"Osa. . do you have any plans today?" Valesco asks and I look up, shaking my head. "Alright then, Benjamin will take you shopping since you don't have any clothes there."

"Cmon!" Benjamin yells frustrated and I bite my lip.

"No, Caramel could take me." Qulo's head shoots up, his eyes hard on me and I sigh.

"Or not." I stand feeling honestly rejected and Valesco seems angered as he bangs his hand on the table.

"You are going to take Osa to the mall."

"No offense dad. But I'm nineteen-"

"No offense son," he mocks imitating Benjamin's voice. "But you're living under my roof and you will do as I say." Things just got scary.

Benjamin jaw ticks and he gives me the ugliest scowl I have ever seen while standing and walking away.

Everyone seems to be used to this as they just chat happily among themselves while I keep standing awkwardly.

"Osa, please sit," Valesco says and I sit quickly, not wanting to be the next victim of venom. "You never really eat. Why is that?"

"I'm just never hungry." I murmur and he gives a disapproving frown before leaving it and getting back to his breakfast while reading the paper.

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"You called out my name... you're my best, you cover, my shame. ." I sing as I sit on my bed waiting on Benjamin. "Most amazing grace, oh, you showed so patiently, so patiently."

"You showed, so patiently." I pause taking a breath. "You waited, you waited, waited for me, you waited for me, you waited. ." I hum lightly and the door swings open.

"Let's go." He snaps and I frown, knowing that this was going to be terrible.

*At The Mall*

"This?" The salesperson raised their eyebrow at the seventh long-sleeved top that I asked for and I nod. They were really pretty, and long, so that's better for me.

"Not that I care... but why are you only buying these kinds of shirts?"

"Because I'm cold." I lie and he simply rolls his eyes.

We got to the cashier and left, I bought a few jeans also and I look at Benjamin who just seemed nonchalant as he walked through the halls with me.

I find a store and I knew that it had what I needed. Biting my lip, I need to distract Benjamin.

"I'm going to buy pads," I say bluntly and he raises an eyebrow.

"And?" He states and I gape. I thought boys were afraid of that stuff.

"I need you to stay out here. Just for a minute." He eyes my face.

"You're stuck here." He states and I furrow my brows as he spins on his heel and walks away.

I follow him, "what do you mean I'm stuck here?"

"Exactly what "I'm stuck here means"."

"But why?" He stops.

"Because you know about us, Y'know, the mafia. We don't need you blabbing so here you are!" He smirks and I frown.

"But... I... I don't want to stay here. ." I murmur and he smiles sarcastically.

"So sad." He sounds everything but sympathetic as he walks away, leaving me standing in the middle of the living room.

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I had to ask Valesco about this, which is why early in the morning I was walking towards his office door.

"Going somewhere?" I jump as Benjamin comes out of his bedroom.

"I just need to talk to Valesco."

"Oh, still sad that you can't whore around anymore? Miss your friends? Maybe the boys at your school? Well, guess what, its a close your legs pe-" He doesn't get to finish as my hand collides hard with his cheek. He seems stunned, a print making itself known.

"You know nothing about me, so stop acting like you know every detail, and my legs were always closed, unlike your mouth." I spin leaving him speechless before marching to Valesco's office.