Mafia!Romano x Reader One Hell of a Ride

Mafia!Romano x Reader
One Hell of a Ride



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“Hey (Name), your shift is over! You can clock out now!”



I heard my boss yell at me as I wiped away the spilled beer on the smooth wooden bar. My forearm swiped away the sweat drops from my forehead, and my body turned to the hallway on which my overweight boss was yelling from.


“Are you sure? I can help with some more cleaning if you want!”


He grabbed a cigar from his right chest pocket and plopped it onto his mouth. He gave me a sincere smirk while he dug into his pant’s pocket to find his lighter.


“It’s alright (Name), you’ve done enough for tonight. Go out and have fun kid…”



God, I hate when he calls me that….


Kid…


And he knows it too…


I gave a muffled giggle as I put the wet towel into the bucket, and walked directly towards him. He soon lit his cigar as puffs of smoke were coming out through his nostrils and mouth giving a husky laugh.


“Did you know that smoking is not good for you boss?”I hesitantly picked the lit cigar from his mouth as he started to cough from being startled from my action. I walked back to the bar and smashed the cigar onto wooden surface.


“What was that for?!” coughing loudly while questioning on why I just destroyed his perfectly rolled up tobacco that was resting in his mouth moments ago.


“For calling me kid! And you know that you’re not allow to smoke anymore since you said that you’re trying to ‘recover’ from that last heart attack you just had!” I planted my hands on my hips while giving him a stern look.


“Ahhh yeah about that... I just… well.. I’m sorry (Name), it’s just that I tend to forget that. I try my best to stop, but then that urge kicks in, you know?” He gave an awkward laugh as he scratched the back of his head.


“Come on boss, I know you can do it! You’re the toughest guy I know! Just please don’t quit just because of me, but for yourself. I’ll support you the whole way” I gave him a pat on the back trying my best to let him know that I do care about his health and well-being.


“Thanks (Name), it’s means a lot that you care for an old tard like myself. I’ll try my best though on the road to recovery, but in the meantime though you should head out and have fun tonight. God knows how hard you work here, and tonight you just need to hang loose, meet some new people while you’re at it”


He grabbed my purse that was resting by a nearby table and hand it over to me. I latched it over my shoulders, as I unpinned my nametag that was on my white blouse, and handed it over to him.


“Thanks boss, and here’s my tag since I’ll be leaving a bit early tonight. If you need help with anything just give a holler, and I’ll be there in a jiffy!” I walked back to the two swivel doors and waved back to my boss who was also waving back to me.

“See ya later (Name), and stay safe tonight!!”


I rolled my eyes as I held the door, “Come on boss you know that I would never get myself into any troubles!” I soon exited out of the building and headed to my car.


My car…..



That poor thing has seen better days. It was a 1987 Bug that used to belong to my grandmother, and now was handed down to me. The front right headlight was dangling out, while the back bumper was missing, and it definitely needs a new paint job. It was a pretty hideous sight to see, but if it moves that’s all it matters. No matter how ugly or disfigured it was, it will always be my precious baby.


Before I’d opened the driver’s door, I adjusted my pencil skirt uniform smoothing out the fabric down my legs. I swear, out of all the outfits we get to wear it had to be something like this. My boss says it’s a way to drive some more people in, but when I mean people, I mean men. The tactic does work, but it’s pretty uncomfortable to wear.


I gave an exhausted sigh as I reached to the metal door handle…







BANG!!









My eyes shot wide opened from the sudden noticeable sound. I looked down the street to see what was going on, but to only see no one in sight.


Pshhhhh (Name) get a hold on yourself, it was probably just fireworks…. Yeah fireworks, even though it’s the middle of September…


After thinking over of the sudden noise, I opened the car door and sat down on the worn out car seat. I waited for a while to see if it actually was fireworks, then what I really was dreading.


Minutes passed by and not sound of fireworks. Maybe it was just all in my head, after all I am really tired, and sometimes when you’re exhausted your mind puts you in a weird state. I was about to put the keys into the ignition, when all of a sudden out of nowhere a man in a suit came sprinting down the street. He had his teeth gritting down very hard, and I can here him gasping for air as he was running fast as he can from something…










BANG!! BANG!










Sudden flashes of light from down the street could be seen, and the man in the suit was ducking, or what seemed to be like dodging bullets?




Yepp, those are definitely gunfires…



Scared for my life I tried my best to put the metal key into the ignition. My hand was shaking crazily only scrapping the sides of the slot, but out of nowhere my door crashed wide opened. I screamed being terrified by the aggressive behavior as the man pushed me to the passenger seat.



“Get me the keys ragazza!!”

I was held in an uncomfortable position, as my back was lodge in a corner, and my feet in the air. I held the keys tightly against my chest, not sure whether to give them to him.









BANG!! BANG!!! BANG!!!!









“Here ya go!!” I threw the keys at him knowing that he was the only person who seems to have a plan to get us out of here alive. He put the keys into the ignition with ease, the car starting up roughly, but managed to stay on gear. He rushed out into the middle of the street, swerving right to left from the amount of pressure he put on the accelerator. I adjusted into my seat to look behind me and see two white cars emerging out of the darkness heading full speed towards us.



“Ummm w-who are they?!” I stuttered as I turned back looking at the man.




“Guys that we don’t want to mess with ragazza..” His eyes fixated on the road, swerving around road obstacles. I notice also that he had a strange curl forming on his head; gosh there are so many things odd about this guy!





“Duck!!”






I was out of my random thoughts as soon as I felt a large hand on my head pushing me down. The sounds of heavy gunfire were shooting out the back window of my car, as glass, and metal came flying inside the Buggy. I covered my ears from the excruciating noise; it was so loud that my eardrums felt like they could pop out at any moment. The man made a sharp right turn to get us away from the action for a while. He let go of my head, and gritted his teeth.




“You idiot!! You need to be aware of the situation at hand here, you would of almost got your head blown off if not for me!”



All I heard were muffling noises that came out of his mouth. I noticed that from all of his babbling that my hands were still covering over my ears, I moved them down to my sides, and rested them beside me.


“What did you say?!”




He rolled his eyes at me, while his hand hurriedly went into his inner coat’s pocket. He cursed a few times while scavenging through his jacket, until he gave a sigh of relief, and pulled out a handgun.


He threw the weapon onto my lap, “You know how to use it ragazza?!”



I gave a dumfounded look and twirled the weapon in my hands, giving it a closer inspection on the gun, “Ummm well there was this one time that my father gave me a BB gun, but I never used a real gun before…”


He gave a scoff and a smirk forming onto his olive complexion, “Well it’s way different than a BB gun, so there’s more force behind it. When those men in the white cars come behind us again, I need you to aim for their tires…”



“I don’t know…”







BANG!!!





I ducked as soon I heard the sound of a bullet coming from my side of the window. The man was surprised by the sudden noise and pressed harder on the accelerator.
The two white cars behind us were gaining speed on us, not trying to let us out of their sight again.



“Look ragazza, you’re our only hope of getting us out of here alive, and I need you to try your best on aiming those tires! I know you can do it!”



I gave muffled laugh and held the gun lazily on the right side of me, “You don’t even know me though!!”



His eyes soon took a quick glance at me, and aimed back on the road again, “What’s your name ragazza?”



Really, is he trying to know my name at a time like this? I gave him a questioning look and tried to keep myself still from the amount of swerving he was giving onto the car, “Ummmm, (Name), and yours?”



“Lovino Vargas…”







~To be continued~