Masked Mafia

"Oppa!! Saranghae!!(I love you!!) I can díe for you!!" The loud screams rented the air.

Including the surplus light sticks waving about, in all directions.

"Ahhhh!" The audience couldn't stop screaming.

Malcolm as usual, didn't fail to bless them with his deep and natural sweetened voice.

Some girls fainted due to the fact he was hot, s*xy looking, handsome, charming and had a voice, taking all this traits mentioned.

🎶I will always love you🎶

🎶And only you🎶

🎶I will make you mine🎶

🎶Till we díe..eee🎶

Malcolm stopped singing and smiled at the crowd after raising his eye lids.

"Saranghae Co-keepers!" He shouted.

Co-keepers is his fandom name.

"Saranghae datul!!" They all screamed back.

He took off his shirt and threw it to them and they all screamed so loud, trying to get it.

They stared at his hot and able abs, taking videos and pictures.

Drips of sweat went down, making it, look more sèxier.

Some of them fought for his shirt.

"Thank you for your time" He said, and made a large heart sign, over his head.

He bowed down slightly and the stage bought out a heavy thick smoke effect.

The moment the smoke died down, Malcolm keepers, was out of sight.

"Ahh!" They all shouted, sadly.

They wanted to see him more.

They wanted to hear his voice more.

THE CHANGING ROOM**

"M.K, That was so muah, great. What could I have done without you?" Malcolm's manager, a bald man by name, Mr. Chadwick asked, massaging Malcolm's broad shoulders.

Malcolm was seated, facing the huge mirror.

He closed his eyes, and brush Chadwick's hands off his shoulders. This story is solely written by sommy pearl f. on authoress sommy pearl's library on fb.

"How was the performance?" Malcolm asked, coarsely.

Chadwick scoffed.

"And do I have to answer that? Isn't it obvious? Its veryyy perfect. Bravo, M.K"

"So, what else, on my schedule?" Malcolm asked.

"Nothing much. We should have a commercial deal with a wine compa-

"I won't do it" He cut off sharply, with a scoff.

"Wh...at? No...Wae?(Why?)" Chadwick widened his eyes and Malcolm inhaled deeply.

"I'm leaving" Malcolm stood up, and took his black leather jacket from the chair, rest.

He wore it and advanced to the door but Chadwick quickly held his arm.

Malcolm looked at his held arm and glared at Chadwick dangerously.

"Oh...I'm sorry" Chadwick blinked, and took his hand off.

"Why don't you wanna do it?" He asked.

"I have plans. Good day, Mr Chad" Malcolm replied and walked away.

"Oh goodness" He sighed, as soon he was out of sight.

****

"Boss!" Oliver greeted when he saw Malcolm walk into the cartel.

Oliver is part of his mafia group.

He's a big time computer literate and can hack the unhackable.

He's number 1 in that and no one does it better than him.

They were 2 other guys, twins, precisely,, and a young calm lady with him.

They also paid their respects by greeting him but Malcolm ignored them all and sat down on his huge and royal chair, which was silvered made, with red softings.

He had this bold and cold facial expression and his gaze definitely showed he only meant business.

"What do we have in hand today?" Malcolm asked.

"Oh... So, we-

"Hold on" Malcolm stopped him.

Oliver swallowed as Malcolm looked around.

He breathed angrily and stood up, walked to a desk, touched it and looked at his palm.

"Red lipstick" He muttered.

He squeezed his face and turned to them all.

He looked at the only girl there who happened to be his cousin, Cindy.

"It's not you, Cindy. You hate the red color and there's no other girl here" He blurted, staring angrily and dangerously at them all.

He sniffed, and suddenly jacked out his pistol from his pocket.

Pointing it to Oliver who was fidgeting seriously and vehemently, Malcolm asked;

"You brought in another lady?"

"Boss, I'm really sorry. Forgive me one last time. I couldn't say no when she asked to come over and have s*x. I swear, we never lasted much" Oliver shook his head.

The twins shared glances and laughed, before returning their eyes to the scene.

Cindy scoffed.

"Oliver might be a cute and little 21 year old but trust me, This kid lasts for an hour plus"

Malcolm grunted, still pointing the pistol at Oliver who didn't stop fidgeting.

"I've warned y'all without numbers, especially Oliver to stop bringing people to our hideout! You could put us in danger and our secrets will be leaked!"

"I'm really sorry, Boss. I didn't know what got into me" Oliver was about to cry.

Malcolm sighed deeply.

"I'm only gonna let you off the hook if you got goodnews for me"

"I do have goodnews" Oliver swallowed nothing down his throat, and nodded his head.

"Let it out dude" Ken, the first twin, and also a part of the mafia group said.

Kev, the second twin, only snickered.

Oliver sniffed, nodded roughly and ran to his computer.

He pointed the projector to the huge white board and after few tappings on his keyboard, the projector reflected diagrams and writings on the huge white board.

They all looked at it and waited for Oliver's explanation.

Cindy adjusted her glasses and watched.

"Our business deal is with Man mok" He said.

"Wow...Daebak(Awesome)" Cindy parted her lips.

"Man mok?" Malcolm thought he didn't hear him well.

"Did he finally agree to exchange his hard drugs. Its a lot of deal" He added, and slowly kept his pistol into his pockets.

"Man mok contacted me this morning and said he would exchange his hard drugs plus his weapons, which includes expensive guns and golden bullets" Oliver explained.

"Wow. He's quite stubborn. What happened to him now? Why did he suddenly change his mind?" Kev asked.

"Oliver, Are you sure he's the one?" Malcolm asked.

"Yes. He called me by my code name,,, Bob. That is to say,,, He knows I'm the one and from your mafia group of course"

Malcolm breathed.

"And not only that. After the call ended, I tracked the phone line he used and it showed his location. He was at his cartel then" Oliver further explained.

"That means, He's the one!" Ken laughed.

Kev shook his head.

"And why do I have a bad idea about this?" He questioned.

"I swear, I confirmed it. Believe me!" Oliver said.

Cindy looked at Malcolm.

"So, boss,,, what is gonna be?"

Malcolm looked at Oliver.

"Call him and tell him we've reached an agreement. 1k pounds of marijúana for him and our location should be the Gangi sea port. Tonight at 11pm"

"Okay boss" Oliver bowed.

"I'll call him right away" He added, and started organizing back his computers and others.

Malcolm went into the inner room and took off his jacket.

His back got exposed and it showed his muscles and tattoos. His upper arm had a tattoo too.

His right neck side had a unique pattern of star tattoo.

He sat down on his desk, opened it and took out a large indian hémp.

He placed in between his lips.

"F*ck. No lighter nor a match" He uttered, searching around.

"I've got you cousin" Cindy walked in, and kept the lit lighter on the indian hémp.

At once, dark and huge smoke filled the air. It came from the Indian hemp.

Cindy sniffed it and smiled.

"Thanks cousin" He said, without a smile.

She nodded and raised her brows.

"She called again" Cindy said.

He took out the hemp from his mouth and breathed out large quantity of smoke from his mouth and nose.

"Who?" He asked, deeply.

"Rhoda" Cindy replied.

Malcolm scoffed and stood up.

"I don't wanna talk about her. Leave" He commanded.

"Or don't have business to run in the hospital? Doctor?" He asked, sarcastically.

Cindy rolled her eyes.

"Sure. I have one by 2pm. An hour left" She briefly looked at her wrist watch and left.

Malcolm faced the window and let out another smoke.

"Rhoda? What exactly do you want now! Its over!!" He thought aloud.

MAN MOK'S CARTEL**

Man mok is on the floor, bundled up with big heavy ropes.

His gang weren't an exception.

All of them are tied up by some unknown people, probably mafia, ganster or something of that sort.

They haven't even seen this kind of people before.

They are all men, with just a beautiful tall lady who wore all black leather clothing.

One of them who seem to be the boss is smiling, while seated on the chair, staring at Man mok who's talking through a phone call.

The boss is wearing a leopard gold mask.

The call ended and the boss man took the phone away from man mok's ear.

The lady walked to the boss and sat on his thighs.

They stared at each other and shared a smile.

His lips could be seen, since the mask isn't covering his lips.

"So,, what's next now there have reached a compromise?" The lady asked.

The boss smiled, and touched the tip of her beautiful nose.

"You,,, my Ariana will kill him, immediately he arrives"

Ariana, who happens to be the name of the lady smiled widely.

Taking the cigarette off the boss lips, and placing it in between hers, She replied seductively with a wicked smile on her face;

"I can't wait for his blood to spill on my hands"

"I'll kill Malcolm Keeper" She added, in a whisper, and let out white smoke from her mouth.