Santa's a Mafia Boss

Fuck! Why do we always have these work Christmas parties? It's always the same, the old santa and co-workers drunk on the egg nog. I hate being forced to be here. But daddy dearest always forces me. In his words "It's good to show a strong family front at christmas. It's when all the secrets come out to play sweetie."

The only way I ever cope being here is by having my bestie by my side. My ride or die. My person Melissa. She's the opposite of me. Loud mouthed, bitchy, extravagant, but always gets the gossip for me so I dont have to. Dad knows that's how it goes. Says we make the perfect team. She's like a sister I never had. After her parents where killed, she came to live with us. Mum and dad love her like she's their own and have done since we where kids. It's the best feeling as they never gave me any siblings. But that's fine, I'll have Melissa with me no matter what.

She saunters over with a huge grin in her face and an egg nog in each hand. I hate the stuff but stomach it for the sake of it being the Christmas office party.

"EVIE!" she shouts when she spots me. Her bright red dress glowing under the office florescent lights. She has a bright, but slightly sad in the eyes, smile on her face so I know she has something good we can take to dad.

We move to a corner out of the way So we have a small bit of privacy around the half drunk co-workers. Not like they'll remember by tomorrow most likely.

"What do you have Mel? Is it something juicy?" I give her a sly smile. She knows I hate interacting with these people. Dad may force me to work here but that doesn't mean I have to enjoy it. We're just the eyes and ears for when he's busy doing who know what half the time.

"OMG YES!! It's soooo good and hot"

"What are you on about?"

"Sorry i got distracted, Santa this year is druel worthy." She wioes her mouth like she actually drueled which makes me crack a smile.

"Ew, isn't it an old guy like normal. If its the sane one as last year, I may need to borrow your heels. Mine aren't long enough. He creeps me out and gets all grabby."

"You, Evie?? You can't hit a fly. Never mind using my heels for anything to fend him off. But this year, Santa looks young and hot. I saw him moving his gloves and, shit, I spotted some ink. I may have got wet a bit thinking about that he's hiding under that suit."

Melissa's always like this. See's a hot guy and wants to drop her panties. Luckily she held back or Santa wouldn't know what he was in for with her.

"You are something Mel. But enough about the Santa, what's the gossip." I reply.

"Ohh right yeah, so, erm, you know your fiancé Mike?"

My stomach drops, she's never liked him. Always says it seems like he's hiding something from me. Her smile makes sense now. Bright for everyone to see, but the look in her eyes should have told me it wasn't anything good.

"What's going on with Mike?" I try to act casual as everything is thundering through my mind of what she could be sad about.

"He's with Shelby... I caught them through the door all over each other in the copier room. I didnt want to barge in and have him run to you with excuses or says I'm lying. I promise I would never say anything to hurt you. You're my sister after all."

The blood drains from my face. No, no, he wouldn't. The wedding is all paid for and we're meant to be getting married on boxing day! How would he do this to me.

Tears start to form in my eyes but I blink them back and dig my nails into my palms as anger rolls over me.

"THAT JERK!" I shout and everyone goes quiet.

"Don't worry everyone, Evie's just found out something and doesn't like it" Melissa tells everyone who stopped to look at me.

They all go back to their drinking and shouting while Mel pulls me close for a side hug.

"Think of it this way E, it means if you want to take a ride on Santa's lap, nothings stopping you. Shall we go catch them in the act? You can definitely use my heels on him."

A small laugh bubbles up as I look up at her. "Yeah, let's go."

We march towards the copier room and I hear breathy breathing and skin slapping skin. No wonder he's not been in the mood for sex with me. He's been getting it with that bitch!

I slam open the door and it ricochet's off the wall causing a bang. That gets them to pause and look at me.

Mike's eyes go wide, his mouth opening and closing like hes trying to come up with an excuse of why he's got his dick in Shelby. Shelby's face goes white, but I saw the small smirk that crossed her face for a split second when I caught them. That bitch knew what she was doing.

Mike moves away, his limp dick now hanging. I want to vomit. Has he fucked her then fucked me? Shit I need to get checked now. We've always used condoms but I don't trust them or him.

"You are a piece of shit Mike, get out and never come back, you're fired." I turn to leave then glance back. "Ohh and dont forget, the weddings off. If that wasn't clear enough you asshole."

I walk out and close the door. Melissa standing there ready to hug me but I shake my head. This feels freeing. I feel a huge weight off my shoulders and it feels like a pressure has been taken off my chest.

I'm glad he showed his true colours before the wedding. Imagine being married to a cheating asshole and being non-the-wiser. Melissa deserves that diamond necklace shes been eyeing. Maybe some matching earrings too for telling me.

The door behind me slamsa dn I catch a disgruntled Mike and a clingy Shelby trying to sneak away.

Melissa turns to me. "Want me to make a scene? You know I've always got your back."

"No, it's okay."

She eyes me suspiciously and I just shake my head. "I promise im okay, it felt freeing. Like a wright has been taken off. Imagine if I married him and then found out, I'd turn into a laughing stock at the company our family owns."

"If you say you're okay, I believe you. But know im not against slashing his tires."

At that moment, I feel a heated gaze on me and turn to see Santa staring right at me.

Okay, Melissa had a point, he's not the old handsy creep from the past few years. This guy looks young and fit. There's women surrounding him right now. But I step closer, eyes locked.