"So you haven't seen Abigail since?" Mick's raspy voice reverberated throughout the room, sending a shiver down Michelle's spine. At only eight years old, Michelle was Mick's youngest daughter, soon to turn nine on the same day as Abby. "N-no, father. She left without a word," Michelle stuttered, her voice trembling with fear. She dared not meet her father's piercing gaze and instead focused her gaze on his bare, scarred chest. Each scar told a story of his tumultuous life, a life that had left its mark on him both physically and emotionally. Abby happy to flee the cruelty of her father, ends up entangling herself in another world of cruelty with the most dreaded Mafia kind, Viktor. She is entangled with the quest of saving her sister and surviving the cruel mafia
View MoreCHAPTER FIFTEEN "When you get to hell, tell Drago I killed you as well". With that, Belladonna laughed and pissed Mitchelle to the ground using her legs. "Ahhh" One of Belladonna's men screamed as his lifeless body fell to the ground. Before Belladonna could process what just happened, another of her men's lifeless bodies fell to the ground, leaving her with only men by her left and right side. Belladonna brought out two guns, a shotgun in her right hand and an AN-94 on the other. "Don't let me get you 'cause I'll surely fuck you up" Belladonna screamed as she got ready to shoot. "You go to the main gate and check out the guards there, and you go to the back gate and check out the guards there. If everything is bad, make a slight whistle. I'll be checking inside the house for anyone" Belladonna told her men as they dispatched in search of the predator that had killed her two men. "Goodbye little men," Belladonna said as she made steady and noiseless steps in he
CHAPTER FOURTEEN "I'm just a delivery girl, I swear. Please don't kill me' Mitchelle pleaded as continuous tears flowed down her eyes.Mitchelle almost pissed on herself as she looked into the eyes of Belladonna Martini, the most dreadful Mafia Queen Alaska had ever experienced. Belladonna has a very long dark flow down to the length of her waist, like a dark river. With her lips having the same color as blood. Belladonna could not be described as pretty, due to the numerous marks that decorated her face, and her skin color was pale, looking like she had died before. Her presence brought a cold gust of wind, and her eyes looked like shreds of ice. She wore a long black robe, with her nails long and decorated with dark color. "Your daddy didn't tell you who I was before sending you here to die" Belladonna cracked but a cool voice came. "So your little plan was to poison me with these cheap cookies huh?" Belladonna asked as she laughed heartily. It was then Mitchelle kn
CHAPTER THIRTEEN "You can't use my daughter as bait, this is her first mission," Grenada said defensively, as the walls closed. Mick threw the cigarette in held on the floor before turning to Grenada, his eye was red with anger, probably the other eye would have been red too, but the eye patch covered it. "Did you just try to argue with my orders?" Mick Fierce's voice came, sending thrills to Grenada's spine. She knew if she talked any further, she might land herself in the hospital just like the previous times, and she wasn't ready to go to the hospital, at least not now that her plan was almost coming through. "I will never argue with your orders I promise, I'm just trying to say that it would be wise to you, a novice of the work of a bait," Grenada said, rephrasing her sentence. The look on Mick's face showed that was was no way he was changing his mind about Mitchelle being the bait. "I know how to do things, it better she is bait, and I don't want to hear any
CHAPTER TWELVE Abby stared at the broken glass cup on the floor. With anger she turned to look at Frank who was seated on the floor, just in front of the broken glass, his face had fallen and for the first time in Abby's life, she felt pity for someone she barely knew. Blood was dripping from Frank's palm as he stared at the glass in front of him. "I'm not a loser and I have never been," he said, his voice low and sad. Abby felt sad that she had called him weak earlier, she wished she could take it back but it was already too late. And saying sorry was something Abby would never do, no matter what. "You are not weak, but that does not give you the right to destroy this stuff, did you buy them?" Abby asked, her tone was harsher than the way she imagined it. She cleared her thoughts, ashamed of the way she talked to a helpless bleeding boy. "I bought them and I'll buy them again," Frank said with a chuckle. Abby went closer to Frank, she picked up all the pieces of
CHAPTER ELEVEN "She couldn't meet her target today well, she merely hit past it," Grenada said, rolling her eyes. She hopes Mick doesn't get angry about that and hits her face. As Mick turned to look at her, Grenada used her hand to block her face, preventing Mick from slapping her face. "I'm not hitting, you can bring your hands down now," Mick said, sarcastically. He initially wanted to hit her but that prompt action of her blocking her face in face, made him think twice. "But noted, if Mitchelle does not learn the skills in the next mission, I'll deal with her myself" Mick hissed and walked away. Grenada did not remove her hand from her face till Mick disappeared. She was glad her plan worked for once. Grenada needs to act quickly if she wants her plan to work. "Argg, that little asshole, She made this difficult, I'll be almost there" she growled, blaming Abby for the delay of her plan. Grenada left the living room and headed to her daughter's practice ground, sh
CHAPTER TEN "Did he break any bones?" Amara asked the doctor who had just attended to Frank. The doctor nodded and replied, "The blow to his head was a little severe, he is going to need someone close to pay close attention to him when he's being discharged" The doctor said with a warm smile. With that, the doctor left Amara. Amara rushed into Frank's ward, she found him lying on the bed with a bandage around his head. Frank felt shy and couldn't look Amara in the eye, he had never lost a fight and just because of Abby he lost one, and he lost very poorly. Frank had no idea of how he was going to face his coach or his team, he expected more from him and he failed them. Frank had bragged about all his wins to Abby and she might think less of him or so he thought. "Are you ashamed of me or you are ashamed that you lost?" Amara asked as she took a seat close to him. Amara noticed his discomfort and she searched for something that would make him change his mood. "You w
CHAPTER TEN Gasps filled the room, as that had never happened before. Abby couldn't concentrate on the guy she was initially talking with. Frank lay on the fall unconscious as an ambulance came to take him for better medical care. Abby used her eyes to search around for Amara and Travis and cut them cuddling in a corner not minding the situation Frank just entered. Abby's face burned red as she matched to where they were. "You are fucking pathetic" she yelled, as she dragged Amara's hair. Amara wiggled in pain as she held Abby's hand to reduce the pain. With a little strength, Abby pushed Amara to sit in one corner and went straight to Travis. She grabbed him by his shirt and raised him. "Please put me down, people are watching you" Travis pleaded as his legs left the ground slowly, he wondered how a woman possessed such powers. Abby didn't utter a word, she raised her hand and was ready to punch Travis on the head, when Amara yelled, "Stop Abby, please Stop"
CHAPTER EIGHT "I'm not drooling," Abby said firmly. She took three steps away from Frank which made me laugh genuinely. "This house is really beautiful, wait till you get to the wrestling arena," Frank said with a smile, after taking three steps toward Abby. "Wrestling?" Abby asked, she was looking into Frank's eyes, which made him rather uncomfortable but he knew better than to compose himself. "Yes, wrestling. That's how most of us earn money to meet here dear" Frank said and Abby county help but be rather surprised. Abby had left her past which was filled with fights and horror to start a new life filled with fights and horror. Her eyebrow arched as she thought, "Could Amara be doing this?" She decides to ask Frank who has been staring at her since, "Does Amara wrestle?" "Nah, she doesn't," Frank said and Abby felt a solid relief. "But I do," Frank continued. "What? Why the fuck will you wrestle? Abby asked Frank, with shock in her voice. Frank's
CHAPTER SEVEN Abby raised her head from Amara's chest, she wiped the tears in her eyes off after hearing that there was something that could be done about the situation. "What are you planning to do?" She asked Amara, who immediately gave her a creepy smile. "Well we are going to arrange our clothes and get prepared for the fucking fundraiser party," Amara said very excitedly but she could see how it made Abby feel sad once again. Amara exhaled deeply, and drew closer to Abby again, "you are in the university of your dreams dear, you need to loosen up a little and a party can be the start" Amara said. Abby's heart was heavy for her sister, but she also knew deep down that Amara was right about the whole situation. Maybe she needs to loosen up a little, so people don't see her as boring. She gave Abby a weak smile and said, "I think you are right about that" "Of course, I'm always right, you dummy," Amara said, throwing a gown to Abby's face to make her giggle.
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