The Mafia’s Possession

Devon packed the car in front of a vacant shop that was just a thirty-second drive to the grocery store Melanie had entered.

”She’s at the store right there, sir. She will take this way when she finishes shopping,” Devon said, staring at his boss whose eyes were closed all through their journey from the mirror.

He knew how much her boss resented the woman that stole from him.

The arrogant man felt very bitter that a small lady like Melanie knocked him down and stole so much money from him.

Even though the money she had stolen from him had no single effect on him, he still hated that fact so much.

When his boss told him six months ago, he couldn’t even control his laughter in front of his deadly boss.

”You mean a lady knocked you down and carried all of your money!?” Devon had said after he had stopped laughing.

He remembered the cold stare his boss threw at him and that made him chuckle where he was sitting at the moment, in the car.

”What!?” Flynn shot his open and glared at Devon.

Flynn closed his eyes again rubbing his finger against his temple.

Flynn did not want to meet this lady that stole from him but he also wants to meet that lady that was bold enough to knock him down six months ago.

Devon did a very great job in tracking all of her everyday life, Flynn thought.

Devon had always reported her everyday life to him, how she spent it and whom she was always with, and taking several pictures of her to always back up his report. Knowing whom she was always with didn’t go well with him. How could his bride be so close to another man? He had the man’s profile checked and he got to know that his name was ‘Tyler Moore’.

Flynn got to know that Melanie lost her father and brother to a car accident years back.

Huh, what a pity!

He’d scoffed when Devon told him.

What Flynn didn’t understand was what the young lady used the money she’d stolen from him for. She didn’t even move from the house she was living in or do anything special with the money.

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”Sir, she’s getting out of the store,” Devon’s words jolted him back.

Flynn wore his sunshade, adjusted his tie, and waited for Devon to open the door. As soon as Devon opened the door, Flynn got down from his limited edition Lamborghini Huracan car that screamed wealth and looked at the small woman that was coming in his direction.

Devon got back inside the car and Flynn leaned against the car, folded his arm across his chest, and waited for the lady to get to his place.

As soon as Melanie reached his place, he stood straight and walked towards her which made the young lady bump Into him.

Melanie bent down hurriedly to take her phone that fell and muttered ”I am sorry,” to the man in front of her.

She creased her forehead and wondered where she had seen those green eyes piercing dangerously into her blue eyes.

”I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” she said nevertheless.

“You should watch where you are going, Miss Melanie Tatum,” Flynn smirked.

This man in front of her even knew her name!

She widened her eyes in utmost surprise.

”Do I know you?” She asked, slowly.

Flynn said nothing but only chuckled. He wasn’t expecting this woman to look very fragile. Wasn’t this the woman that knocked him down!?

Anyone would never believe this small woman would steal from him not to talk of knocking a huge man like him down. Hahaha, she looked so different from what he had seen in the picture. There, she was looking very full of energy, and here, she looked like someone that was going to pass out due to hunger.

Oh, Devon didn’t photoshop those pictures, right?

Seeing this man in front of her wasn’t going to say anything, Melanie turned to leave and his strong hand grabbed her arm.

”Let go of me” Melanie wanted to shout but she couldn’t.

”I see you had a very good life with my money, Melanie,” The man said in an accent.

”W… which money?” Melanie shuttered.

”The money you stole, Sweetheart.”

He smiled dangerously, tightening his grip on Melanie’s arm.

The money I stole?

Melanie asked inwardly.

The money I sto… What!?

Melanie widened her eyes as she remembered the man in front of her.

”You remember me now,” Flynn’s expression turned serious.

Damn! Her world will never remain the same.

”Look… I’ll pay you your money back,” Melanie made an expression like she was going to cry.

” Really? that is so good to hear. I want my money in thirty minutes, Melanie,” Flynn said.

”What!” Melanie snatched her arm from him.

”Where do you expect me to see that money in thirty minutes?” Melanie queried.

”You fled with my money in less than fifteen minutes,” Flynn said, almost in a whisper.

”That was because you have it!” Melanie replied.

Interesting, Flynn thought.

”Get inside the car!” Flynn ordered taking a glance at his car.

”What!? Are you trying to kidnap me because of the money I took from you?” Melanie furrowed her brow.

”Stole. You didn’t take it. You stole it,” Flynn corrected, and Melanie shooked her head.

”Get inside the car,” Flynn said, gently.

”I can’t get insi…”

”I am not begging you to enter the car, it is an order,” Flynn interrupted her.

When Melanie hesitated, Flynn added.

”I see you have a mother that you love so dearly,”

”W… what do you mean?” Melanie stammered.

”You don’t know who I am?” He asked.

”I am Flynn Harlan, and you dare steal from me,” Flynn said maintaining his cold gaze.

What!

Flynn Harlan!?

The most dreaded Tycoon!?

Wow, Seems like her days were already numbered.

Oh, shit!

”I am…” Melanie wanted to apologize but she couldn’t bring herself to apologize.

Who was she kidding, this man will never accept her apologies.

”Get inside the car, Melanie,” Flynn said.

Now, this man was going to kill her!

”Where are you taking me to?” Melanie finally asked.

”You have no right to ask me anything,” Flynn said with a very unreadable expression.

Flynn opened the car for the woman to enter and he entered after she had entered reluctantly.

Melanie couldn’t hold herself from being amazed. It showed evidently on this little girl’s face that she had never been in a car like this.

This car she was in screamed wealth!

Melanie took a glance at the man who was behind the wheel and was quite disappointed she couldn’t see his face.

Devon pulled the car in front of a boutique after a twenty-five-minute drive. He hurriedly came out of the car and opened the door for his boss.

”What are we doing here?” Melanie asked Flynn as soon as they got out of the car.

Flynn said nothing but simply moved forward to enter the big building. Melanie sighed softly and followed the man.

Melanie looked around as she saw how everyone stopped to bow for the man ahead of her.

A few people rushed towards them and bowed then ushered them to a big room that even her whole house could fit in.

Like every other room, Melanie had seen on television, this room had everything that could make a room. Melanie glanced at the King-sized bed covered with a white spread that she could only wish to wrap herself inside it.

Flynn sat on the big white couch that was across the room and Melanie could only wonder why this man had left her standing.

”What are we doing here, Mr. Flynn?” Melanie asked, unable to look at the man who looked like a statue on the chair he was sitting on.

”Does it look like we’re here to dance? This is a boutique, Melanie!” The man replied, obviously tired with her question.

”I know, that is why I asked why we are at a boutique,” Melanie said.

”You can’t keep going around with me in that rags you called clothes, my bride needs to look very presentable,” Flynn replied.

Bride!?

Oh, Please.

Who is this Tycoon kidding!?

Melanie scoffed inwardly.

”What are…”

Melanie didn’t get to finish her statement before the boutique attendants came in and took her out of the room to a dressing room.

”Why am I here?” Melanie asked the young woman in front of her.

”I only do what I am paid for, Miss,” The woman said as she tore the kneel-length gown that Melanie wore.

”What the hell!” Melanie shouted.

The woman said nothing but only focused on dressing the younger woman in front of her up.

Melanie finally kept quiet and let the woman in front of her do her job.

After tons of dresses she had tried on, the woman in front of her finally found a red ball gown with a tiny hand suitable for her.

She led her to a chair and sat her down then started styling her hair, then did her makeover.

A few minutes later, Melanie stood in front of the mirror and couldn’t believe she was seeing herself. The gown she had on fitted her so perfectly like it was made only for her.

She loved what she saw but was also very scared of what the tycoon meant when he called her his bride and what he had in mind for her.

Flynn said nothing when he saw nothing but only stood up and walked towards her.

”Let’s go,” He said softly.

Before Melanie could ask where they were going, this man had already walked away from her.

Melanie sighed deeply and followed him.

Devon opened the car door for his boss and the woman running to catch up with him.

‘We know she stole from you, can’t you just act sweetly to her in public?’ Devon scoffed inwardly as the woman finally entered.

”May I know where you are taking me to?” Melanie asked a few minutes after Devon started driving.

Devon took a glance at his boss who kept quiet like he was never going to say anything to this woman.

”I am going to announce my Fiance to the whole world,” Flynn finally said, and Melanie widened her eyes.

What!?

Was this Tycoon kidding her!?

TBC…