Bounded To A Mafia King

"Young master, young master it's time to wake up" a voice echoed causing a reedy unstoppable alarm.

He looked more like a transgender or something worse.

"Get in" a husky voice replied.

He clearly heard that voice, that's the almighty fabled Jimmy voice he's trying to wake up. The oh so gorgeous god of beauty.

He cleared his throat for a moment and he grinned widely like a fool. He almost forgot to breathe, hell knows how long he's been waiting for this moment.

"Now" The husky voice added making the transgender heart skipped a bit.

"Gosh that was so cold" he muttered to himself and he quickly adjust his dress. He was dressed in an Indian outfit and his belly bumped out which made him looked fantastically stupid.

He smiled broadly as he opened the door and oh goodness he's... shirtless!

"Come closer" The husky voice said.

"Oh sir! " The transgender blurted out and a smile crept to his lips sillily.

Did he really had to be this shirtless early in the morning huh? The goddess of moon might just take him away and it's won't be nice at all.

He thought ludicrously as he took a step closer.

A thundering sound echoed in the room making the transgender fixed his ground immediately and he hold on his both cheeks with terror written all over his face, it's really not good acting all facetious around this coldhearted guy early in the morning.

His gaze was so cruel that he find it difficult to stand still so he quickly bow low.

Jimmy grasped his neck in a tight hold and he raised him up effortlessly clearly amused by the terror on his face. His grip tightened.

"Look, bitch I don't need you or any alarm to wake me up understood!"He shrieked and he threw him away like a tiny piece of trash.

He ran his hand into his hair looking so frustrated like he just got a piller of bread to finished within seconds. This people surely knew how to pise him off, how the hell did he even find his way in here the first place.

The transgender groan in pain as he struggled to get up.

"Get out you fool!" He roared as he landed a heavy kick on his back that took him to the exist.

The transgender crawled out of the room like a helpless snail with a broken shell, fear and grimace written all over his face, extremely terrified and wounded.

Jimmy stretched his body as he yawned loudly,he walked inside the washroom, brushed up and retired back to his room. He took his seat on the bed as he went through his phone. After some moments, he clicked his fingers and two men in a perfect well ironed black came in bowing low.

"Yes boss you called" one of the man politely said.

"Ben make the necessary arrangements and get me outta here in thirty minutes!" He said coldly without sparing the men bowing low in front of him a single glance.

"Ok boss" The man said and gave a bow before leaving.

"And you find him!" Jimmy huskily said as he hand over a brown envelope to him and raised his head abruptly staring deeply at him.

"And make sure nothing goes wrong or else kiss your fingers goodbye" Jimmy coldly uttered like he's just informing him it's right time to serve dinner.

The man fixed his ground immediately, he clearly heard him and it's well known he's not kidding around so he won't dare to make the mistake of making a mess right now.