DEAD RATS

A cold breeze swept across her face while staring deeply into his orbs of green. Him between her tighs, a number of rockets continue to explode into the night space creating thousands of splendid luminescent green colors behind him matches his eyes. Her gaze traveled down on his adam's apple moving up and down. From his masculine chest down to his well-built abdomen, an orb of sweats rolling and sexily dripped over her. His manly intoxicating aroma lingers in her nostrils made her heart thump. Her eyes went back to his face and admired his exquisite looks, sculpted with perfection. It took almost half a minute before Mort broke their intense gazes.

"Wear this," Mort ordered as he handed his shirt to her.

Sumire's face blushed when she saw herself almost naked. Mort dressed her in his big black t-shirt that almost reached her knee. 'I feel like ... dirty ...' she utters in her mind.

Cheeks burning in red, Sumire quickly put on the panty that slid down her left leg. While Mort took the spare shirt from the motor and put it on. When he saw her done and well-dressed, Mort looked at the maiden from the head down to toe.

"Perfect." Mort in a low tone accompanied by the series of fireworks that lit up the night sky.

Without uttering a word, Mort lifted and made her seat in the motorbike again when his phone suddenly rang in his pocket. Klauss's name immediately came to him.

"I'll take this call."

Mort said. Sumire nodded and just smiled at him. He immediately distanced himself from her. Mort steals a glance first at the maiden who was sitting comfortably and looking up into night space before answering Klauss's call.

"Five rats have been following me all day. Eliminate them but leave one alive."

Mort's cold command and turned off the call without letting Klauss speak. Klauss, on the other hand, jaw dropped and was shocked on the other line when his Boss ended the call without letting him speak his purpose.

Annoyed, Klauss looked at the twins who were chattering like a hog-monkeys and squirming in front of Narco who was currently sitting behind the prison bars, sulking. He threw at them a cold look.

"We have a job to do," Klauss said, turned around, and started walking out. Lyric and Leroy immediately obeyed and followed Klauss tailing behind him leaving Narco alone inside.

"What about me?" Narco asked in a sad tone while holding the bars. Klauss turns around and raises an eyebrow at him.

"You're not included." Klauss unenthusiastically replied that Narco had no choice but to pout. He missed an action. Narco just looks at them defeatedly until their presence can no longer be seen in the place.

.............

After Mort dropped the call, his strides were big when he returned to Sumire's place who was still staring up at the sky. The cold wind gently blows her midnight hair along with the thousands of sparkles from the fireworks reflected on her eyes and a beautiful smile painted on her lips.

Mort stood hugely on her side without even noticing his presence. But the maiden felt the heat touching her back. She knew it was him.

"What's so beautiful about the fireworks?" Mort asked the maiden who was just looking directly at her. His eyes were blank and emotionless.

"They're dazzling and magnificent. The sparks make them look otherwordly, even magical." Sumire replied without even looking at Mort. The maiden was awed and mystified to see the fireworks exploding in the sky one after another. Her smile never fades on her face.

"Aren't they beautiful?" She squealed merrily.

"Perfect ..." Mort said, staring only at Sumire without even taking a glance at the beautiful fireworks glows like a thousand charms.

"Yes," the maiden replied with a genuine smile that reaches her eyes.

"If you like it dearly, I will light up the sky with these rocket thing every night until you get bored," Mort said in a serious tone and Sumire immediately turned to him.

"Please, don't do that." She cutely chuckled.

"What's so special about it?" Mort asked as Sumire just smirked and looked back at the fireworks.

"It's a festival, that's what makes it special. It's not the same as the common fireworks display. There is something unique in its design and it was made for today's occasion."

Sumire added. The series of nostalgia of happier times she had flashbacks on her mind and she can't help but smile. Mort was just quietly staring, listening to her.

"I'll give you thousands of fireworks but right now we have to go home," Mort said as the maiden looked at him with questioning eyes and an eyebrow raised.

"What do you mean by going home? The fireworks aren't over yet." Sumire protested while her head slightly tilted to the right side.

"We need to go. There is a pack of wild wolves lurking in this place." Mort responded and at the same time, a series of howling came from the feral beast inside the near forest echoing the night. Her eyes squinted as she looked at the nearby forest. Pupils dilated, Sumire saw several pairs of blue eyes gleaming in the darkness.

She gulped. Sumire nodded to him in fear and Mort put on a helmet on her head. When Mort starts the motor's engine, Sumire hugged him tightly, her eyes darted on the pack of beasts getting nearer to their place. She suddenly spoke.

"I would expect much dazzling fireworks like this on my birthday." Sumire blurted as she clutched on his shirt tightened.

"Okay." Mort shortly replied. Boarded on his Aston Martin, they left the place.

As they traverse the coastal highway, Sumire enjoyed the ride and the cool air from the beach gently touched her face. In less than 10 minutes, they were out of the city. She was about to yawn when drowsiness struck her. Face frowning, she saw the five phantom cars tailing them behind through the motor's side mirror.

Her eyes grew widened when the roof of the five cars opened and there emerge five men with machine guns pointed at them.

"What the hell!" Sumire exclaimed at what she saw and looked at Mort.

"Hold on tight and never look back." Mort sternly commanded and accelerated the motorbike.

Racing the cold night on the coastal road out of Erètria city, the five unknown cars speeding to catch them up and started raining bullets on Mort and Sumire. She clung to him tightly and just closed her eyes behind him. The green-eyed man clenched his jaw in anger when he felt her heart thumping so fast against his back. Mort's grip on the motor tightened and reached the maximum speed.

Mort made sure their distance was far from the enemies who were trying to shoot and bring him down. When he swerved at the intersection road, the Aston Martin loaded with Mort and Sumire disappeared from the enemy's eyes and at the same time, two giant monster cars appeared mediating the five unknown cars chasing after their Boss.

A big silver monster car loaded with Klauss drove on the beach and the right side of the road were the other two black monster cars that went through the cliff with Lyric and Leroy. The huge monster cars quickly overtook the road and met the five black cars coming. Together, Klauss, Leroy, and Lyric with their monster trucks blocked the enemies.

"Fire them!"

In a diamond formation, a bulky man who was the leader of the squad commanded his men and fired bullets at their monster cars. They spare nothing and ruthlessly shot the windshield and tires of the car they were riding in. Lyric, Leroy, and Klauss moved quickly and got out and hid behind the car while they were fired non-stop.

After five minutes of shooting at the cars, the enemy stopped firing. They were out of ammunition after pulverizing the three monster cars with bullets until it was destroyed. A horde of black men came out of their cars wearing gas masks. Alerted and in offensive mode, they are walking towards the ruined monster cars.

"Check the area!" The leader ordered and his men scans the place, unbeknownst to them Mort's skilled fighters were secretly watching their moves.

Just a few steps from where Klauss, Leroy, and Lyric were stationed, Leroy throw the teargas toward the army of enemies and Lyric also put teargas inside their vehicle. When it was activated, the three of them wasted no time and starts firing the enemies with their high-end weapons under the cloud of smoke.

The sound of bloodcurdling screams, exploding flesh, bones, and limbs ripped can be heard inside the smoke. Another man who was trying to return their cars never escape from the twin's eyes. Using grenades, Lyric and Leroy throw the bombs at their foes' cars and they explode. Tires, windshields, and other parts of the vehicles were turned to smithereens. The twins exchanged a big grin and applauded when they saw some bodies from the enemies were struck and smashed by the car's parts. When the teargas subsided, under the fire from the exploded cars, indescribable corpses immediately appeared on them. From the pool of blood, the enemies' disembodied flesh is scattered on the road. Torso and entrails were scattered gruesomely and truly nightmarish.

Klauss and Lyric checked if there is any survivor from the horde yet he found no one. But Lyric found a trace of footprints from the road entering inside the forest where ferocious wolfs howled in the distance.

"I think there's one who miraculously survive and escaped through the forest. He hasn't gone far." Lyric said. Leroy and Klauss quickly went to him and checks the fresh blood trails.

"Let's go," Klauss said coldly to the twins and they chased after the badly injured enemy inside the dark forest.

..............

When Sumire and Mort arrived at a luxurious private bachelor penthouse, one of Mort's possession. The panoramic views of the vast ocean and city views can be seen in the glassed living room where an iconic cruise ship set sail. The views are truly astounding and magnificent.

Mort opens the door and lets the maiden in.

"Who is chasing after us and why are they carrying a gun? Why do they want us killed?" The maiden next to him asked and was still shocked at what happened. She follows Mort's steps into the elegant bachelor pad.

"We'll talk later." Mort gave a short answer and there emerged an old caretaker with her head bowed slightly to Mort.

"Serve her. Give her anything she needs."

The young man ordered and would have left when Sumire was finally inside. Her eyes peruse the place. The spacious living room has a sexy and dark vibe, two fireplaces, and modern amenities making the place look sumptuous. Everything inside was painted in dark colors making it looks so manly. Only then did she realize where Mort had taken her.

"Wait, this isn't my house." Stunned, Sumire said and turned to him, eyes widened.

"It's yours now," Mort replied and turned around to leave when Sumire suddenly spoke again.

"Well, thank you. But where are you going?" Forehead creased into a frown, Sumire asked and stepped closer to him.

"I'll be back later," Mort responded and meet her scrutinizing stare at him.

"That's not what I'm asking. You've got a lot of explaining to do."

Sumire crosses her arms on her chest, eyes slightly squinted. She got no answer from him instead, Mort turns around and walked towards the door. Sumire was about to follow him when Mort shut the door closed and locked it from the outside.

"Hey! Open the goddamn door!" Sumire shouted once knocking on the door loudly but only the sound of the engine started she can hear that left the place.

"What the hell is wrong with him?" Sumire asked in surprise, frowning with annoyance as her nostrils flared.

"It's normal for a married couple to argue, my lady." Suddenly, the old lady caretaker butts in. Sumire's annoyance subsided and was replaced with gaiety at what she heard from the caretaker.

"You're right, you're right ..." the maiden said in a much calmer tone and politely smiled at the caretaker.

"I'll prepare everything you need." The caretaker said but Sumire quickly declined her service. She noticed the caretaker was in her old age. She was ashamed to make the old lady serve her.

"Don't mind me, I can take care of myself. You can now have rest." Sumire politely said and the old caretaker smiled at her and left in front of her.

She then began to get herself busy and make herself at home. Sumire strides the place and admires the inside of the luxurious pad.

..............

When Mort arrives at the place, he found his secretary Klauss changing into new gloves, the twins holding a knife, and the escapee bathing in his own blood and barely able to move on the road where a macabre scene appeared to him. The dismembered bodies of the men were dispersed ghastly on the cold ground.

When they noticed Mort's presence in the place, Lyric and Leroy stand properly. Their Boss's menacing aura emanate was as dark as night. They could feel their Boss's bloodlust oozing out. Klauss slightly bowed to him.

"Boss, he won't talk." Klauss opened up which made their Boss's face darken even more. Mort shot a very cold look at the escapee whose eyes were barely open.

The man was trembling in fear when Mort approached him, eyes inflamed with the desire to kill. He feels that Death is approaching him and he will be judged anytime soon. The man even tried to meet the gaze of the fearsome Boss of the Mafia World but he failed when darkness hid Mort's true face from him. Only the orbs of green stared down apathetically at him.

"Who sent you here," Mort asked in a cold and ominous tone that Klauss, Lyric, and Leroy felt the chills down their spine.

"Trevor."

The man abruptly answered but seconds later, his body was torn into shreds after exploding. Klauss quickly dodge before the man's pieces of flesh landed on him. 'Disgusting!' he uttered inside his mind. The enemy's remains are scattered grotesquely on the ground.

The cold zephyr wind blew and silence prevailed in the place. Only the howls of wolves could be heard from the distant forest. Mort's eyes were fixed on the unidentified corpse in front of him. A few more seconds of silence passed, he spoke.

"Let's meet at the CION brothel," he commanded in a cold tone and never glanced at them. The three immediately bowed in submission.

"I can't let them mess around ever again."

............

At exactly 3 Am, Mort went back on his pad. Upon entering, darkness appeared before his eyes and only the shed of light from the lampshade provided little light in the living room. Mort walked over to the sofa and from there he found Sumire sleeping in a baby position while hugging the pillow. She doesn’t even have a blanket covering her curvaceous body. Her shirt was slightly raised up to her thigh, almost revealing her undergarment when she moved.

Mort stood in front and looked at the sleeping beauty. Her eyebrows knitted into a frown as her eyes closed tightly. He flicked her forehead gently making her frown even more.

"What the fuck," lips pouted, Sumire said between her closed eyes and Mort just smirked.

Mort went to the nearby bar counter and grabbed a bottle of vodka and a glass. He carried it to where Sumire was and placed it down near the lampshade of the table. Mort sat opposite the maiden and poured wine into the glass.

Legs crossed, Mort leaned against the couch and sipped the wine while his eyes stared at the sleeping maiden in front of him. He had been staring at her for 1 hour with no expression on his face, eyes devoid of emotion, and almost emptied the three bottles of vodka.

"What do I need from you." Mort blurted out and sipped the wine again. His eyes coldly dawned on her. When he ran out of wine, he got up and scooped Sumire from the couch.

He carried her to his darkened and very sexy Master suite and locked the door. He carefully laid her on the bed and took off his shirt leaving his raw body before lying down next to Sumire and placing her head on his left arm. The maiden snuggled against his chest. Under the white satin sheet, Mort uttered.

"Goodnight."