The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

47 Amore Mia
Aurora POV
Beep. Beep Beep Beep. Beep.
“Okay, okay, I’m up!” I say begrudgingly into my pillow, throwing my arm over to my little nightstand and trying to blindly find that
blaring, annoying alarm that dared to disturb my slumber.
Another day in bright and sunny Valley Summers. It’s in the middle of freaking nowhere and honestly I loved it. It was peaceful.
The people here were sweet and minded their own business.
This area is called Sulfur Valley because it used to be a mining area. There are like ten small little towns in a literal valley
surrounded by the Rockies and a dense forest. It took me about four days to drive to this area and the directions just stopped
once I entered the first town. So I decided to stay.
Thomas had given me $25,000 in cash and there was a bank account with a debit card that had like $100,000 in it. I made sure
to use cash for everything. I spent my first month going Trom town to town, staying in different locations, constantly looking over
my back, waiting each day in the solace of a single room for my demons to return and take me back to their gilded cage.
After the first month, I relaxed and decided to settle into a town. My little studio apartment was fully furnished with a queen–sized
bed, dresser, small sofa and even a nice sized TV mounted to the wall. There was a bathroom with a simple shower and cute
little kitchenette with a two–burner gas stove, a refrigerator, and even a dishwasher. It was only $600 a month and I paid for a
year upfront in cash. It was over the garage and had it’s own entrance. My landlords were an older gay couple who had a lovely
two–story Victorian style weatherboard house right one the edge of the town. They completely renovated the home and decided
to build a spare apartment. They were a sweet and salty pair, Mr. Carson, the salty one, and Mr. Kent, the sweet one. It was
simple and perfect.
About two months ago, I was feeling rather lonely. I had spent most of my days helping Mr. Kent in the garden or walking into the
town square. I even volunteered at the local school library just to pass the time. But I wanted to do something meaningful. I had
gone over to the next town over called Vales Fallow to check out the hardware shop there when I came across a sweet little
restaurant that had a “Grand Opening” sign for one week from then and a Help Wanted sign in the window. I knew what I wanted
to do.

So long story short, I called the number on the sign and began talking to Mrs. Katherine, the owner of Amore Mia and I went in
for an interview, or rather a taste test because I offered to be her chef. I made my signature burgers and well, I was hired on the
spot.
We are open six days a week from eleven in the morning to ten at night. The first two weeks were slow, but then word got around
and business was booming. Luckily I had help in the kitchen with a college age kid Liam. I taught him some recipes and we
spent our down time coming up with new crazy ideas and tested it on each other and then customers if Mrs. Katherine approved
of the dish. Liam was a good kid and a quick learner, funny as hell too. I really enjoyed this new life.
I looked at the clock and it was nine in the morning. I got up, did my morning routine, made a much–needed cup of heaven juice,
also known as coffee, and got dressed for the day.
I had woken up early this morning from a nightmare and eventually fell back asleep which has caused me to feel even more
tired. The last few months my nightmares have returned. I used to get this same nightmare every night as a kid
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hut when I went to high school and college, they shinwi tadini awas. I would mayhe get a version of it once or twice a year. But
since I left that cage, I have been getting it evers myth and it was exhausting.
You would think I would be dreaming about the demon gods that took me and I did dream of them often, sadly, but They were
worse than nightmares. They were fantasy dreams that let my care aching. I’d take the scary shadow man with the husky vile
voice any day over dreaming about being venged by flusse delectable levinthans.

A small sliver of me, and I mean a microscopic masochistic part as me and at sort of maybe missed them. They were nice eye
candy and even though they hurt me and caused me so much pain and turmoil, they still took care of me. They showed me the
attention and affection I secretly craved for a domlong. But as I tell myself each day, it is
better to be free.
“Good morning Samantha” Mr. Kent greeted me and waved still wearing his gardening gloves when I made my way to
The driveway.
“Good morning Mr. Kent! Have a great day!” I greeted back. Samantha Comad was the name I went by now, at least that is what
my license and bank account says.
I made it to the next village in under ten minutes and opened up the back door to watt flaming on the lights as I headed to the
office to put my things. It was just ten in the morning now. I loved the retulithe morning. We usually can’t get anyone until closer
to noon so there was plenty of time to prep for the dinner menewed the menu for mans and reviewed the current inventory. I had
started prepping veggies when Liam sauntered in uhmu ten forry–five. The had a bright red hickey on his neck. I guess I know
what he got up to making him late tutay
we spent the next twenty minutes prepping and catching up on the gossip. Liam’s girlfriend was a wealth of
wape. She had apparently seen these really good–looking men passing through the Valley and staying in one of the towns the
last few days on some potential business venture. A few of her friends were supposedy mllowing these
iment and moved to seduce them but they didn’t even give them attention. They were very upset that bee dunsti even sance I
didn’t live here for long, but I even knew that Liam’s girlfriend Leal and her hendes were the
Little did I know that those same men were on the prowl for a specific unmentioned gun.
“Good morning my tavorite people” Mrs. Katherine sang out as she walked into the kitchen from the front of the
buildings.

“Good morning win. Tucherine” I sang back. She came and took a cut strawberry from the choppm; buds and
popped it in her mouth and nodded with satisfaction.
“What are you planning on making for Chef Choice today dear? All of your creations are simply wonderful.” Vim.. Katherine was
always se complementary. She was such a cute lady,
Wh..
“Can we make the maid burger today Sam” Please? Liam begged. He even gave me his puppy dog eyes. Ever since I taught
him my serren van meerpe, he has been wanting to make my burgers non–stop.
How could I deny that face.” It’s begin two weeks since we did burgers. We were becoming known to have out-of–the- box menu
items but every time we did burger, it was always a big hit. “Okay. Why not?” I said smiling. “Is that okay Mrs. Katherine?” I
looked at my Hou who was still popping strawberries in her mouth. She nodded quickly, stuffing at few more of those sweet
treats in her minuth before walking to her office.
Soon enough we began to have customem and the lunch hour went by quickly..
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Then Jesse (one of the waiters) and Tabitha, the hostess with a bad attitude, walked in. Jesse is gay and fresh out of high
school. Tabitha is like a wannabe barbie. She just makes me uncomfortable. She is beautiful, don’t get me wrong. she is tall and
skinny with a nice set of tits, but her princess attitude makes me want to slap her.

“Oh my god!” Jesse comes in and sits on the bar stool we have by one of the plating counters, and he is fanning himself. “We got
some new customers. Ten beautiful chunks of meat that are going to make me die a very happy man tonight when I go home.
Why do they have to be so gorgeous and clearly straight?” Jesse is always so dramatic but he’s a good kid. Liam and I chuckled.
I
“They are perfect” Tabitha piped up. “I think the big blonde one with tattoos was looking at me. I mean, can you blame him. He
probably needs a real woman to warm his bed tonight.” She was so smug and full of herself. “Go for it” Liam chimed in and rolled
his eyes. We both did and continued with our usual routine.
Jesse left and soon came back with the orders. Three Chef Choices, a Quail Entrée with Roasted Vegetables. Four grilled
Chicken plates, a Shrimp Alfredo with veggies, and a season fish platter.
“Alright Liam, lets get to work!”
An hour later, all the food was plated and served, no new customers came in and Liam and I were cleaning up the kitchen and
continuing to prep for dinner.
Tabitha walks in with a scowl on her face. “Table eight has requested to speak to you. Mrs. Katherine told Jesse to fetch you
when they were done eating and they just asked for you. Something about wanting to pay you a complement.” She rolled her
eyes and started picking her fingers in annoyance. It wasn’t anything new to meet the
customers.
I did it all the time here but something in the pit of my stomach was flipping now, like a thousand sleeping butterflies all woke up
suddenly and wanted to flood my intestines.
I shook off the feeling and told Liam I would be back shortly, walking out the door with the Queen Bee, stopping in my tracks as I
neared the table, my heart leaped into my throat and stars began dancing in my eyes.
“Hello Sweetheart, Miss us?”
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