《The Mafia Stalker (Crazy Mafia series Book 3)》Chapter 10
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"You don't have to worry, Mama. You know I am always good and healthy. I'm always alright." I assured thinking back to the way she always get worried about me.
Papa on the other hand is much cooler about my safety because he trust my luck and skills in survival a lot. He once told Mama that if there comes a day as such, lion might not be able stay comfortably in the jungle but I can. That's the level of trust he has on me.
Papa is such a sweetheart. He always supports me in everything without stopping me with his worries.
"You and your papa are unconcerned about your safety but I am. You are a young girl living in another city all alone and not to forget how clueless you are always." Mama pampered which brought a smile on my lips.
"Don't fret Mama, I have a person with me to keep me safe." I replied back as I looked at Alcohol who is sipping his coffee.
Alcohol smiled at me as he patted my head from across the table. The small coffee shop is my favorite place to do my university works. It's calm and peaceful here so as a part of his job, Alcohol tagged along to have a cup of coffee with me here.
He is really good at doing his job. No wonder he looks so skillful at everything.
I quickly sent my greeting to Mama and cut the call as I have much more important matters to handle.
This is the time I'm waiting for.
If I can do this job, I will be noted in the books of history created by great people. I will be an inspiration to many and not to forget I will be paving path to many like me.
"Hey Alcohol, are you fairing up good in the Mansion? Is Oldie treating you well?" I asked to which Alcohol nodded his head positively with a grin.
"Good. Oldie might look harsh from the outside due to failure in botox treatment but from inside he is a loving person." Alcohol just grinned widely at me.
Now that I look at him, he seemed to be getting back his meat slowly. He looks much more like a human than before and the dark clouds under his eyes are slowly disappearing.
There is no second guessing that I am the reason for his wellbeing. I caused his health to come back.
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He looks much better looking than before. Good.
"It has been two weeks that we last saw. Where have you been and why did you not call me?" Alcohol asked as he came to sit in the chair beside me.
Wrapping a hand around my shoulder he sniffed my hair as he pressed his lips on my ear. Alcohol may seem to look like he is forgetful but remembers things much better than me.
"I have something amazing to do and so I spend two weeks to plan for it and I want to add one more job to your job description." I said as I made a fist of determination
Two weeks ago after I performed practical exam on Oldie, Alcohol brought his resume to work for me for free.
'Mr. Diaz pays me well enough so as my benefactor, I want to work for you for free, little Fae.' Was what he said and to say I raised this man for few days to such a great person, I felt so pleased.
I did just great in raising him.
I took out the resume he provided days ago from my bag and opened it to read again.
There was his name, age, capabilities and also what he can do for me.
"So you can drink coffee with me, have lunch, dinner and maybe breakfast to with me. You can play with me. You can walk and run with me. You can accompany me to anywhere I need to go. You can also teach something I don't know. You can spend your lips on me and wrap your hands around me. Hmm, but why do you want to do those with me?" I asked professionally as a part of interview.
I want to know why he want this job and why I should take him. Like every interviewer, I want to know his inner thoughts.
To say truthfully, I have no doubts that he can fulfill all of those he mentioned. He proved to me in these few days that he is clever and hardworking.
"Did you have anyone with you to do the above mention tasks?" Alcohol asked me as he tightened his arm around me.
I am still interviewing him here but he is still doing what he said he would despite of the thought that he might not get the job.
I can see the professionalism here!
Two stars for it!
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I shook my head assuring him that I have no one that does the above mentioned tasks with and for me. Alcohol grinned widely again but something about this smile is really funny.
He smiled crookedly as if his jaw bone is dislocated. I should give him milk for bones.
"That is why I want to offer you the things that none does for you. I promise to be hard working and will never disappoint you. I will put my heart and soul to satisfy you in every aspect." Alcohol said in a weird tone as if he has a throat allergy.
He made a half moon eyes at me and touched my cheeks with his lips.
"But Alcohol, what is spending your lips on me?" I mean, he can't just cut lips and exchange them for money. I don't know any organization who deals in such manner.
Alcohol chuckled at me and touched my eyes, cheeks and lips with his lips making electricity run through her body immediately.
Strange! Why do I feel like I am struck by lightning?
"This is how I spend my lips for you. I am going to make you experience something you haven't till now and trust me, only I will make you feel it." Alcohol replied spending his lips on my hair again.
It does feel strange in my stomach and I don't know if it is a good feeling or result of bad health. Nonetheless he is good at spending his lips.
"Okay. Then you are hired but I also want to add another job to the list. Do tell me if you think you will get exhausted by doing all by yourself."
Am I being hard on him?
Will I tire him with an extra job?
Will he be able to manage all that he promised to do?
I'm really concerned about his health now. I hope he don't work till he faints with exhaustion; or I think I should lessen few tasks from the list.
"Little Fae, I might look weak to you but it is only because you like me so much. I am actually very strong and can handle any job you give me. Tell me what I should do." Oh, so because I like him I find him weak!
"Okay, come here." I whispered as I pulled him closer to tell him the secret job I was planning to. "Alcohol, now that you are an employee in Oldie's gang, I want you to do something for me but very secretly."
Alcohol raised his eyebrow at me and nodded his head as he continued to listen to me in a serious proficient manner.
I know he is the man for the job!
Professionalism just runs in his every breath!
"Listen carefully, I am right now speaking to you as my alter ego, 'Bambina bond'. I am the female 2020 version of James bond and you will be my 'Felix Leiter Alcohol'. I want you to get me the documents to the shipments that Oldie will send to the Arab coasts by the end of this week." I whispered.
This is a very important job and my debut to be a spy and I will succeed in it no matter what.
Alcohol lent back from me and stared at my face for good few minutes before he pulled me by my waist to him. He leaned to my ear as he whispered back to me.
"Why do you need those documents, Little Fae?" I laughed at I got ticklish when he spoke very close to my ear.
"Because he debuted me as his spy." Seeing how he asked me to find the documents very secretly, I will have to debut Alcohol as my co-spy to achieve my first assignment.
I know I have a lot to teach to him but once trained well under me, Alcohol will make an exceptional spy.
"Who? Who told you to get you those documents?"
"Sergio Lastra. He said he is the leader of Italian mob and he looks like the octopus lady from the little mermaid. I would've asked Oldie directly for those documents but he said I should get them secretly for thrill so we will have to take them secretly. Okay?" I explained him as I gave him my notepad where I noted down all my plans to get those documents.
Alcohol chuckled at me and spent his lips on my forehead before taking the notepad from me.
"Of course. The job sounds very thrilling. I'm surely in." He said with a dislocated jaw smile again.
I know Alcohol is not fit to be a spy as he is too open with his ideas but one can learn anything if given opportunity.
Will he able to do it without any prior experience?
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