Bad Charlie
King Mafia and Mago
Bad Charlie
Mickey wandered through the club with the pace of a snail, looking around for a chance to complete the task at hand. His eyes carefully followed the mob in search of some valuable opportunity.
Soon he spotted Kangsu leaving the crowd to sit at the VIP lounges. That was the time Mickey has been waiting for. Finishing his drink quickly, he followed the old man and purposely bumped into him from his back.
Kangsu turned around only to come face to face with a beautiful, attractive boy. He racked his eyes up and down the body of the young lad, taking in his tight clothes and beautiful curves before focusing on the latterâs eyes. Mickey smiled at him flirtatiously, placing a hand over Kangsuâs chest making the old man go crazy.
âOh my!....never seen someone like you here before, mind if I offer you a drink,â Mickey asked with a provocative tone as he travelled his eyes down Kangsu and his old body frame.
âWe can drink later sweetness, mind if I ask for a dance?â Kangsu fired back as he tried to be a gentleman. Mickey giggled at his stupid attempt and moved closer so he was chest-to-chest with the old man. Kangsu placed his both hands around the dainty waist of the younger and breathed in his fruity scent.
âa fool would mind being asked by youâ he whispered seductively, feeling the older's hands on his body. the old man laughed loudly taking the younger to the dance floor but not before passing a smug expression to his fellows who were eyeing the young boy like a piece of meat.
At the same time, Jana came out of the bathroom and made his way to get another drink from the bar. He settled in for plain whiskey before taking in the view of the famous club for its lit nights and elite environment.
Not everyone can afford this luxury
It was after a minute or two that his eyes fell over the familiar-looking boy who was giggling in the hold of a very orange hair old man. Jana took a double take trying to counter his doubts but all he could see was Mickey, a very beautiful Mickey, giggling loudly at something that Kangsu has whispered as he swayed his body along the music.
Mickey who was a badass, a villain, a possessive bitch, a danger to society, and a âno thinking before firing a bulletâ type personality is transformed into a Mickey who is giggling like a shy girl, dressed like a complete model and is dancing with a certain hoeness in his every move.
What sorcery is this?
Kangsu was enjoying the boy very much. The boy was an absolute catch, his defined curves, sharp features and oozing confidence was everything a man could desire. A man like Kangsu desires.
Kangsu was determined to take him home but his blaring phone interrupted his thought. Excusing himself, he moved a little away to attend the call and almost immediately his face turned pale. A rather harsh voice welcomed him and threatened to the point he found himself sweating in this cold weather.
Pocketing his phone, he turned around to find the beautiful cat like eyes of the young boy who was waiting for him to continue the dance or sprout an excuse.
âI am sorry love; I have to leave. Its urgentâ he whispered in Mickeyâs ear not noticing the disappointed look the boy supported.
âI would love to take you to my place for fun, if you will allow me of courseâ he said tracing the defined jaw of the boy in front of him.
Mickey rolled his eyes mentally at the cliché line.
âfind me here then, in this clubâ he smiled sweetly, biting his lips and letting the man go. Kangsu returned the smile before taking his leave not suspecting the youngerâs intentions.
The old man made his way out followed by a sneaky Mickey. The boy followed him with hushed steps, watching as Kangsu exchanged some words with the man standing beside multiple cars and then getting in one to leave the area.
Mickey pressed at the recorder button in his jeans pocket and huffed annoyed. He pressed another button that produced a beep sound and in the next moment he was forcefully pulled against a hard chest.
âwhat!?â Mickey whisper yelled. He knew Jana was following him since the older was not so discreet in his moves. But the question was why?
âwhat do you mean why? What the fuck is wrong with you huh? You fancy old, perverted men now? have you gone fucking nuts or what?â Mickey saw Jana fuming in rage. He was confused at the odd behaviour and decided to voice his concerns.
âI donât think it is any of your business but let me entertain youâ Mickey snatched his hand from Jana and glared back at the rowdy male.
âI do the fuck I want and you are no one to stop me or question me. Besides old men are more mature and stable than any of the young ones I have seen, happy?â Jana stared at him with open mouth as the boy strutted away while taking his phone out of the pocket.
âI can be mature and stable and I am still young!â Mickey heard a shout behind him and turned to look at the other. What he didnât expect was the heat rising over the olderâs features making him go tomatoes.
Mickey stared back with an uncertain emotion circling his mind.
â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦.
âWHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!?â the boss has grabbed Kangsu by his collar, his eyes bloodshot and screaming murder.
Kangsu was so dead
âWHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT? ANSWER ME!!!!!â he yelled shaking Kangsu violently and throwing him on the chair. Kangsu landed with a thud as he held his neck for dear life.
ây-you werenât doing anything and I wanted him to suffer. I thought he would eat the cake and--â¦.â Kangsu couldnât complete since he had to duck down to avoid a flying file his way.
âwhy couldnât you wait. Why was it so important to go against my order Kangsu!!â another question with the same anger and frown. Kangsu, by now, was standing on his place. His breathing was harsh but a bit normal than before.
âyou were taking so long. He is getting powerful day by day. Not only he got the new consignments but his bank is also rising at an alarming speed. His connections are getting stronger, others are respecting his ways and are okay to except him as their king. nobody wants to go against him!!!â Kangsu retorted with anger bubbling in his veins. All the guards and staff felt their ears getting numb with some much shouting.
âI want all of that because he is ruling what is mine. He has to go down and your tricks are slow so I had to take matters in my own handâ he completed all of the sudden feeling proud for what he has done.
The boss paced closer to him like a predator to its prey. Eyes digging in kangsuâs soul, the boss smiled evilly. He caressed the chubby cheek of the old man with his finger and suddenly grabbed his face in an iron grip.
A hiss slipped his lips
âIf I happen to take matters in my very own hands Kangsuâ¦â¦..you will be six feet under the ground before you know itâ Kangsu felt his knees buckle at the daunting boss threatening him with his life.
ârespect my patience that I have for you or elseâ¦â¦..â he pushed Kangsu back rudely still glaring daggers at him before leaving the room, the grey haired man following along.
Kangsu heaved a sigh with the minimum damage he suffered this time. Only a threat and an insult thatâs it.
Or so he thought.
His phone dinged with a notification from his trusted man. Upon opening the message, the old man felt his soul leaving his body. the man he assigned to poison the cake was hanging with his living room chandelier, right in the middle of his house.
Kangsu is so dead
â¦â¦.
The next day started with a Mago yawning cutely and then screaming at the top of his lungs when his eyes fell over the ginormous teddy bear sitting in front of him. the life size bear was white in colour with a baby blue and pastel green bow surrounding his neck.
Big doe brown eyes and fluffy body was all it took for Mago to squeal with a giggle as he jumped on the bear tackling it with him on the floor.
âI love youâ he mumbled snuggling closer to the fluffy toy.
Looking around he found the most stylishly written note wishing him a very happy birthday from none other than king himself. Mago squealed again jumping to his feet and surrounding the bed to get to his bed side.
He opened the drawer of his nightstand and searched for the small packet he has dropped in the pile of his snacks and sweets. Upon reaching it, he placed the packet aside and went to get ready for the day.
As usual, he picked an attire out of kingâs expensive collection and dressed himself before making his way down stairs.
King was in his office with Charlton when they heard the familiar pounding on the door. The way the door was beaten down, it will be no surprise if it breaks from the middle.
Charlton rolled his eyes and went to open the door only to find a beautiful boy with big doe eyes, that looked darker than usual, with a thin packet in his hand. Mago looked up and Charlton felt the air knocking out of his system.
Mago was truly a doll
âking in thereâ Mago asked trying to peek inside but Charlton didnât let him.
âno, he is not here. No run along shooâ¦.â Charlton said teasingly. Mago regraded him for a second before opening his mouth.
âIs this silence enough or you want and award for how bad of a liar you areâ Charlton scoffed offended but didnât say anything. He moved aside to let the boy in.
âlying is bad Charlieâ Mago preached stepping inside and then bolting towards the table where king sat with papers and files scattered around.
The older looked up in time for Mago to crash in him with a lovely wide smile he has ever seen on the boy. king catching him out of instinct.
âI loved him, he is so big, and fluffy and giant. I love him so muchâ¦.thank youâ it took a minute for king to process but when he did, he smiled proudly.
âI am glad you do. So what is it that you are here forâ king asked while adjusting the unbalanced boy on his lap so that Mago was completely straddling him while placing his small hands on kingâs shoulder.
âohh yes. I am here to give you your giftâ Mago said while presenting the packet he has prepared few days ago. King looked at the poorly packed gift and raised his brow.
âwhere did you get the money from?â thatâs the first thing king asked. he was sure Mago didnât have money to buy anything then who?
Mago rolled his eyes sassily and gestured king to open the gift. Charlton also got intrigued as he moved a little closer. King and his eyes met in suspicion and Charlton straightened himself for anything that could be in the packet.
They are Mafiaâs. uncertainty comes with the territory.
King peeled the packet away slowly, his eyes moved between Mago, who was ready to hear the review, and the packet which has a hidden thin object.
There was a small, shiny silver brooch in the packet. It was slightly longer than the actual size. The brooch had a silver and black egg sized bee resting at one end and a sharp pin like edge at the other. All and all the small brooch was beautiful.
âitâs a brooch. You place it right here on your chest pocket and voila!!!! You will look handsomeâ Mago said excitedly jumping up and down on kingâs lap making the older to seize his waist tightly, stopping him from bouncing.
âwhere did you get the money from?â king asked again while examining the silvery object, his stare getting stronger the more he observed.
âI stole itâ Mago said briefly. King whipped his neck to look at the boy and then at Charlton.
âyou stole it?â Charlton asked and Mago nodded.
âfrom where?â he asked again.
âI stole it from a stall. It was cute and perfect for your gift, I wanted it. The man said no even after I practically begged him. So I stole itâ Mago finished while checking his nails like a diva.
âanyways, happy birthday king. I gotta go, mâ hungryâ Mago blabbed hurriedly and pecked the older out of nowhere before running away from the office leaving the other two dumbfounded.
âhe is a fluffy ball with spiky endsâ Charlton muttered to himself but king heard him loud and clear.
âindeed he is. He doesnât know it yet but I think he is in the right placeâ king commented earning a confused Charlton.
âhe has a potential of being in a mafia. With his beauty and sharp mind, he can turn tables in his advantageâ king continued but Charlton remained confused.
âlook what he gifted me so innocentlyâ king said while raising his hand holding the brooch. As soon as he pressed on the shiny bee, the pin like end of the brooch turned into three sharp blades while the bee emitted a laser like light from its head.
It was a useful small weapon, very dangerous if used correctly and king was nothing but proud of it.
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