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Blood,sweat and Mobsters

Roman's voice is harsh and primal as he growls out, "You're mine, Megan...mine to take...mine to love...mine to break." Megan looks up at him stunned but he continues? "Mine...to spank...mine...to punish...mine...to love." ********** Megan Johnson is a hard working student. She loves her grandmother, brother and friends. She works in a bub/bar to make money for her family. One a fateful night She saved a helpess man thinking he was in trouble. She saved his life thinking she was doing a good deed. Little did she know he was a mob boss on the run. Roman Lewis is a complicated with many layers but one thing is for sure, he loves Megan, dangerously.

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Megan stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed. She had worked a long shift and was feeling like dying before she got home. Her grandma who started living in an old age home because she felt lonely being home while Megan was at work for long hours, called to see how she was adjusting to the new apartment she got for a less amount than the three bedroom where she grew up in.

Megan was sad when her grandma suggested going to am old age home but after she realized how lonely her grandma must have been being home all day with no one to talk to she felt better knowing her grandma would be around people her age with similar interests.

Megan gets on her bed trying to get some sleep after getting dressed and applying her body lotion. She liked living alone but it took some getting used to. She was glad she didn't have to worry about rent as much but she couldn't help think back to when Apollo offered her a million dollars. She was so shocked she wasn't able to respond immediately but when she thought of Roman she felt guilty for asking for money. She Immediatley shut down his offer and told him to tell Roman she didn't want his money and was sorry for asking in the first place.

Marcus called Megan again a few days after their initial call and this time he was calmer. He had told her he was overreacting and everything was okay. Megan didn't know if he was lying or if he was trying to make her feel better, all she knew was this was the one situation that made her regret not taking the money from Roman or Apollo.

Roman. The mere thought of him made her feel strange. They were barely able to have a full conversation because of the condition he was in but she found herself missing him. Even after half a year had passed. She still missed him.

Megan wondered why she even cared. He was okay. He was back in his own world and she was able to remain safe not getting involved in his world at all. 

She didn't get why she still feel like she was meant to be near him, like they were meant to be strangers who met one night in strange circumstances.

She sits up in her bed, "Megan you need to forget about that guy. He kills people for all I know." 

Her phone rings without thinking she answers, "Hello?"

"Megan. Let's go drinking." 

She smiles hearing Lola's cheerful voice.

"No...I just came from a long ass shift girl."

"All the more reason to get lose and drink till we puke!"

"No. It's a bad idea."

"Why?"

"I don't do well with alcohol you know that."

Lola groans. "Bitch. You need to stop complaining and have some fun. Plus tonight is my birthday."

Megan chuckles, "Your birthday is actually in a week."

"Girl! It's an early celebration!"

She hears her other friend Natty's voice, "You need to bring your ass out tonight! No excuses!"

Megan laughs amused, "Fine. I'll be there."

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Roman was punching a guy who had betrayed him selling his secrets to the Yakuza. He hated being betrayed more than anything and this made him more angry.

"Brother. He is almost dead. Enough." Apollo stops him from hitting the guy who was beaten black and blue on the floor.

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Half a year later, Roman was punching a guy who had betrayed him selling his secrets to the Yakuza. He hated being betrayed more than anything and this made him more angry.

"Brother. He is almost dead. Enough." Apollo stops him from hitting the guy who was beaten black and blue on the floor.

He stops and he looks up at Apollo, his expression was one of pure rage. His eyes were wide and his fists were clenched with anger. Even though he was stopped, all he was thinking about was revenge against this person who betrayed him. He stares at Apollo with frustration on his face and he was panting from the amount of anger he felt in his body.

"He....dared....to betray...me....my own family. He.....deserves the beating." 

Roman considered his men to be his family which is why each time one of his men died he felt guilty and made sure their families were taking care of forever. So when they betrayed him he felt so angry and hurt.

Apollo nods, "I get that but we need to meet the Russians In an hour. Jack is waiting at the club with them." He walks over to the man and pulls out his gun shooting him in the head killing him instantly, "Let's go brother."

As Apollo puts the gun away Roman's anger diminishes slightly but he is still visibly annoyed over the betrayal. He wipes the sweat off of his face and he looks over at Apollo who was already waiting for him. He exhales deeply and he tries shaking off the feeling of anger from before. Even though he was angry he understands that he had other responsibilities and he couldn't waste his time getting revenge for the time being. He walks over to him and he lets out another deep exhaustion sigh.

"Fine. Let's go."

It doesn't take long for the Lewis brothers to arrive at the crowded club. It was filled with beautiful women and good music. It was a top tier club where the elite came to party. 

Roman didn't like going out but when he did go out he made sure to come here and spent time with his eccentric friend Jack Harris.

The brothers walk into the club named The Dragon owned by their friend Jack. He was very talkative and had a cheerful personality although being involved in shady business. He was always helpful and gave them many connections to make sure their business went smoothly.

"My word. The Lewis brothers have just graced me with their presence. I am honoured." He dramatically bows.

As he enters the club, Roman is slightly annoyed from the gesture Jack has made though he doesn't really show it. He sighs softly and he stares at Jack with a calm expression of indifference. Apollo laughs loudly while Roman does not laugh at all, his mind was just focused on dealing with the potential business with the Russians and he didn't have time to engage in conversation just yet. He remains silent and he stares at Jack in an expressionless manner looking very calm and collected and he waits for the Russian group to arrive.

"Come with me to my office. Clearly someone has his panties in a twist." Jack says as two beautiful woman appear leading the brothers to Jack's office. 

Roman stares at the two women for a moment and he sighs softly as he follows Jack to his office. Apollo looks at the women for a moment as well but he laughs lightly and he nods his head as his eyes flicker to his brother who has his attention clearly focused on something else.

They enter the office where One guy sat with three girls entertaining him. He had five men who were heavily armed around him.

"The Lewis brothers. So you finally decided to come." The man named Luther says with a strong Russian accent.

Apollo chuckles softly and he nods his head. He stares at Luther and his goons for a few moments before he speaks.

"Yes...we have come." He smiles curiously as he looks at the girls entertaining Luther, he knew that one good thing about these meetings is that you're usually offered girls to entertain you while talking to the heads of other gangs.

"So...will either of you tell me why your drugs have been going through my area?" Luther drops his smile as his eyes darken. He speaks with a cruel voice filled with anger.