Chapter 25: A Foolish Girl's Tough Mission.Upon awakening, Molly found herself enveloped in the cozy warmth of a tiny embrace. The sweet, intoxicating scent of a baby filled the air. Her eyes met the sleeping masculine figure beside her. The muscular torso adorned with intricate tattoos, a map of stories yet to be told. His serene face, stubble beard, emitted an aura of strength and mystery.Molly observed him for a brief moment, caught in a mix of attraction and resentment. How could he be the father of her child and, at the same time, the man her father had destined her to be with? A whirlwind of questions swirled in her mind, demanding answers she didn't yet have the courage to seek. Levy was about to wake up; she managed to slip away unnoticed, leaving the room in search of an exit. She descended the stairs quietly, truly believing it would be easy to leave.A soft whisper, like the rustle of silk, cut through the silence of the room:"Miss?" Molly turned abruptly, her eyes widen
26 The father's punishment.Braston talked to Lizi after the slap that stung his face, showing a slight redness from each finger."That's messed up! Why didn't you ask before?""It doesn't matter, you did this to her, how could you force her to come to this house? How could you force her to live with the man...""Don't finish that!" he ordered, interrupting. "Did she tell you everything or just her side?""Is there any justification for something so absurd?""Do you want to know? Sit down and I'll be brief," he said, even though she was reluctant, she sat down. "Did she tell you she pretended to be a prostitute? Did she tell you she went there voluntarily? I only received one woman in that room, just one, and she dressed up as a whore and fooled me. I won't carry this guilt alone!""But why would she do that?""She went there to steal the ring, she voluntarily surrendered... Sure, there was a moment when she gave up, I thought it was a damn stupid act Eloah, damn it... I thought it wa
Wrapped in secrets and dangers, Molly was raised in a rare manner for someone growing up within the mafia, like a donkey oblivious to any danger, I would say. At 17, the youngest of Caio and Matheus, professional killers in service to the late Don Teodoro who was all the trouble there, she was an enigma to her brothers. Despite growing up in the shadow of crime, she remained oblivious to the family's business, an innocence that deeply worried them. Raised in isolation, Molly was a young woman of medium height, adorned with long brown hair framing her angelic face. Her eyes, though carrying the naivety of youth, concealed a sharp intelligence and uncommon insight. It was as if, behind the facade of an inexperienced young woman, there existed a perceptive soul ready to blossom. As the daughter of the mafia madam, her mother harbored the desire for her to secure a good man who would protect her within the mafia, much as she had done herself, shaping her into a beautiful, vain, and attra
Chapter 2:"Daughter, my little flower, could you please step out for a moment? Wait outside," her father kindly requested. Madson's expression darkened as if she suspected it had something to do with her. Without arguing, she left and headed to her mother's room, remaining indifferent to the topic of men."You're not giving her away; neither of us is married, and you can only do that when one of us gets married," Matheus reminded her confidently."You're doing this on purpose!" her father shouted, pounding on the door of the cramped room."Let's just stick to the plan; if we leave now, we won't have to confront anyone.""You can go!" a female voice followed. Matilde opened the door, entered the room, and brought Madson in by the hand."Don't tell me you're still going to work as a pimp?" Matheus asked incredulously."Of course I am! My account was the only one not blocked. If you haven't noticed, I have to support three grown men and my princess, who, by the way, also hasn't had her
Chapter 3 Almost CaughtMolly jumped out of bed, throwing all the suspicious items away before her mother could notice."Mom, is something wrong?" she asked as soon as her mother entered, visibly nervous."Have you delivered all the packages?" Matilde asked, showing concern."Yes.""Let's go!" she announced, pulling her hurriedly as if they were fleeing.Madson had no idea what was happening. They headed to the car and drove off at high speed. Her mother kept her eyes on the road through the rearview mirror, making sure no one was following them. Madson just shrunk into her seat, frightened, without asking anything else."It seems like someone is following us," Molly suggested, alarmed."Damn it!" Matilde exclaimed upon seeing a motorcycle behind them. "Here!" she threw the phone into Molly's lap. "Call Matheus, now!"Madson complied without questioning. Then, she received a piece of fabric thrown onto her face."Are those the men who want to kill our family?" she asked, frightened, w
Chapter 4: Until They Let Me Go!"It's unacceptable to see you going to that place alone, you're only 17, barely able to defend yourself!" her father admonished vehemently."Family..." Matilde murmured with her head down, apprehensive. Everyone stared at her, waiting to understand what was wrong. "There's something else you don't know..." she bit her lip, lacking the courage to speak."What are you trying to say?" Lincoln asked suspiciously, shifting his attention to his wife."Someone has to go there, we have no other choice. The card, the money... the passports, everything was left behind in the rush," she commented with heavy breath."We have no one else here but us," Caio added."Lisaura is trustworthy," Matheus pondered."She is, but the safe only opens by fingerprint and... the only ones with registered fingerprints are me and Madson," Matilde concluded."Then it's settled! I'll go get what's needed," Molly offered without hesitation, as if she were a soldier ready for battle."
The next day, the same old story repeated itself. Matheus was adamant about not letting her go, while Lincoln stayed updated on the hunt, soon the whole family agreed except Matheus, still after much torment from Molly he agreed and allowed her to go."So I can solve this with that assassin instead of Lisaura and get the ring," she thought as the second possibility in case the first one didn't work out."Tomorrow early in the morning, you leave, it's the safe hour, Mom! Make sure to dress her in more decent clothes than that rustic low-cut dress, do we have a peasant at home? She can't go like that and look like a male fetish," Matheus asserted."What's a fetish?" Molly asked confused."That's why you shouldn't go like that," he warned, indifferent.The sun hadn't even risen yet, and Madson was already up wandering around the house anxiously, her brother was no longer in the room, often she heard noises in the arsenal room they had made in the basement, her brother Caio still slept as
Chapter 5: Disguising as a ProstituteAs soon as their figures disappeared on the horizon, she dashed towards Lisaura's room. The doorknob almost yielded under the force of her impatient fingers, but the door was locked."I'm coming!" Lisaura alarmed, forcefully opening the door. "Molly?" she exclaimed in surprise, seeing the girl's panicked face, which seemed to have aged years in minutes."What's happening?" Molly asked, entering the room and frantically examining everything. On Eloah's bed, the clothes she would wear were neatly arranged, along with the wig. "Are you meeting this wolf today?""Yes..." Lisaura replied, her voice dragging, the weight of guilt and fear pressing down on her shoulders. "But what are you doing here? The madam fled, and you're risking yourself.""I needed to ask you something," announced Molly without delay, her voice choked with anguish."What do you want?" Lisaura saw the girl's fearful gaze shift to the bed, picking up the wig and staring at the prosti