The Mafia Couples Fight

Lanky's question caught Maverick by surprise, worst still, the look of threat in Lanky's eyes were enough to bring Maverick to his knees.

“Humm,” he stammered, unsure of what to say or lie about. “.... He told me!” He suddenly announced out of fear, when Lanky wanted to stand up.

'What is wrong with this dude? Why is he so overprotective of his friend? Even a girlfriend or boyfriend is not this overprotective of their friend,” he wondered aloud, his lips twisting as he looked at Lanky.

“You mean Ashley introduced himself to you and also told you his name?” Lanky asked in a whisper, his voice becoming slow and threatening.

“Yes,” Maverick replied softly, but in his mind he was hoping he had not gotten the kind hottie into trouble, because the look in Lanky's eyes was that of trouble.

“Huh uh,” Lanky hummed, nodding his head hysterically. He kept quiet and brought out his phone dialing a number.

Maverick guessed he was no longer needed so he bowed and left Lanky's table, headed for Ben's office to ask for the most expensive and exotic wine. He was in Ben's office when he saw Ashley entering Lanky's special room, he became excited, but on seeing the angry look on Ashley's face, he became scared, thinking he was the cause of it.

“What are you looking at? Did you hear what I just said?” Ben asked with raised brows, when he noticed that Maverick was not paying attention to him. He stood up and looked out of the window, wondering what Maverick was looking at.

“If I were you, I wouldn't be looking at Mr. Ashley except you're ready to go missing,” Ben said, dragging his voice, and Maverick furrowed his brow in confusion.

“What do you mean, Ben?” He asked curiously.

“I don't know how to say this, but what I can say is that Black Wolf doesn't play with Mr. Ashley, in fact, he gets really jealous if people are checking him out, or if he is talking to males,” Ben whispered into Maverick's ears, his eyes focused on Ashley and Lanky.

“Why would he be? Ashley is just his worker isn't he?” Maverick asked curiously.

“I can't say, I am not that close to them. The only person who I talk to is Mr. Mark, and he said his brother's relationship with Ashley is complicated and he hates people poking their noses into it,” Ben explained.

“Humm,” Maverick hummed, his mind thinking about thousands of reasons.

“There's a little secret, but I will tell you because I have taken an interest in you,” Ben smiled mischievously, his eyes admiring Maverick's body, but unfortunately, Maverick didn't notice him. “The last bartender in charge of Black Wolf wasn't a lady, it was a male, rumor has it that the man confessed his feelings for Ashley and he had sex with him. This got Black Wolf angry and he eliminated the man. Till today no one has seen the bartender and no one is looking for him. So for your own good, I will advise you to mind your business and avoid looking at Mr. Ashley.” Ben advised and seducingly touched Maverick on his cheeks.

Maverick was shocked to feel Ben's hand on him, and he quickly shifted away from his side. This made Ben laugh.

“Why are you acting like a virgin, huh? Don't you want to try me out? Trust me, it will be fun,” Ben coaxed Maverick, but he kept quiet, his eyes fixed on the ground.

“Humm, I will get going, I am sure Black Wolf is waiting for me,” Maverick stuttered, uncomfortable with Ben's touch, before Ben could protest, he excused himself and ran out of the office.

Ben burst into laughter, stroking his beardless chin, “Playing hard to get, are we?” He murmured and smiled.

There was a lot going on in Maverick's head, first, there was the thought of Ashley being angry at him for lying; next, there was the thought of Lanky being protective of the hottie he was crushing on. Lastly, there was the thought of Ben wanting something more from him.

Ben was right, he was a virgin, he had never been with any man, but he had heard a lot of stories about the first time, and he had always dreamt of his, but never for once had he imagined Ben taking his innocence. “He is too bad. He is a chronic playboy,” he thought as he carried a beautiful tray filled with the most exotic wines in their collection. He instructed the other bartender to serve the guards, while he attended to Lanky.

On entering Lanky's special room, he was greeted with loud noises, and the friendly Ashley he had grown to love looked very furious.

“Don't you dare, Lanky! Don't hurt him, if I find out that a single drop of hair has fallen out of his head, you'll really hate me!” Ashley growled at Lanky furiously.

“Oh really? Are you threatening me now, is that what this is about?” Lanky replied, his eyes were on fire, and the two men stood in front of each other.

Maverick quietly turned to leave before they would notice him, sensing the tense atmosphere, but unfortunately for him, his foot hit the door, and the two men's attention was on him.

“What are you doing here? For how long have you been eavesdropping on our conversation?” Lanky growled at him, transferring his anger to him.

“I sincerely apologize, but I swear, I didn't mean to listen to your argument, I just entered a few minutes ago,” Maverick muttered, his eyes looking at both Lanky and Ashley at the same time.

“It's fine, drop the drinks and leave,” Ashley ordered with a grimace on his face, he wasn't looking at Maverick. It looked like he was purposefully avoiding his gaze.

“Okay,” Maverick nodded and dropped the tray on the table. He wanted to leave, but Lanky stopped him.

“Serve me my wine,” Lanky's hoarse voice echoed in the room, and Maverick quickly opened the wine and took an empty glass cup from the table, all along, his hand was shivering, the bottle of wine nearly slipped out of his hand.

Ashley looked at him with a pitiful gaze, while Lanky looked annoyed at his clumsy behavior. After pouring a decent amount of the wine into the empty cup, Maverick bowed.

“What is your name?” Lanky asked with a menacing voice and sat down on the chair.

Maverick was surprised by his question, but Ashley looked more surprised, and they both exchanged a confused look.

“Humm, my name is Birdie High,” Maverick introduced himself, his voice had a hint of fear.

“Birdie, what a beautiful name. Which school did you attend, for your college?” Lanky asked with a suspicious tone.

Ashley stood still, watching the questioning, he wanted to intervene, but it was beyond his power.

“I graduated from Metropol college,” Maverick lied through his teeth.

“Oh, that's awesome! What year did you graduate?” Lanky continued his questioning, and Maverick froze, he hadn't planned the year he graduated. Ashley noticed his stiff expression and wanted to help, but Lanky didn't allow him.

“I don't mean to be rude, I am asking because I also graduated from Metropol college,” Lanky said and a menacing smile appeared on his face as he looked at the look of horror on Maverick's face.