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Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 100
There are three types of people in this world: Ones you wish you had, Ones you will always have, and once you once had." ~ UNKNOWN MELODY POV ‘Following the recent collapse of St. Luke Hospital in Alexander Street, Los Angeles, the rescue teams have been dispatched to search for any survivors. It has been reported that over a hundred people were inside the building when it collapsed and only three were found beneath under the wreckage already dead. One of the three bodies found belongs to the hospital director, Leonardo Otero. In response to this calamity, the Cattanio-Alderman family with their marital ties to the president's family, donated seven million dollars, to help the victimized families and to help with the ongoing investigation as to what may have caused the building to collapse. In an interview, Mrs. Melody Cattanio-Alderman Rothschild informed that she would be building a new hospital shortly after the investigations have been completed, and shall be renamed after..."T
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 101
“When you understand the mechanics of stress and master the techniques to manipulate someone’s fears and dreams, you will be powerful.” – Gregory Hartley JORDAN POV‘You know you loved the surprise.’ And the fuckin’ little wink emojis at the end. I found myself smiling like a big idiot before I pushed the phone back into my pocket and then looked at the vast golf course lying stretched before my eyes. My smile remained intact as I thought of the little vixen who just shook the entire world and then donated fuckin’ seven million, giving credit to my father and putting him in the good books yet fuckin' again. Good God, just when did this girl come up with ideas like that? I know getting rid of Leonardo has always been on our to-do list, but I never sat down to think of all the ways I was going to execute him. And my babe had to do all the work by herself. Not that I was complaining. There was nothing to complain about when you had a ticking bomb of a wife to always tease you and keep
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“They feared me because I feared nothing.” — Lydia Lunch ~TWO WEEKS LATER ~ MELODY POV The ticking on the clock brought my gaze to the small machine before I hopped off the couch and padded barefoot out of the lounge and onto the balcony overlooking our buzzing backyard. The evening breeze hit my bare skin like a Holy fire, and my eyes fluttered closed underneath its assault as I let it brush through my hair. I've had my neck buried in work since my return from Moscow and I barely had time to sit down and rewind a little. Instead, I have been engaging in all heinous acts trying to move on from the past that almost took me from myself and broke me. And now that I think of it, everything felt... So much better. So lighter. And everything else just felt like dust beneath my feet. I even managed to look myself in the mirror without breaking down into ugly sobs and whipping. And it could have never felt better. Standing here and knowing all the noise I have created in the underworld
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" “The loudest one in the room is the weakest one in the room.” — Frank LucasJORDAN POVI didn’t realize the restlessness that ghosted under my skin until I tried to sit down and calm the fuck down while trying by all means not to murder my grandad who stood in front of me like a pompous dick he was. I watched with obsidian as my wife skitted across the room towards the wine cabinet, then poured some good whiskey in the four flutes before returning with a tray. Always a good hostess she was!‘’A drink?” She stood in front of me and bent down to place the tray, sounding as though she was making an offer while I knew damn well in my heart and my soul that she would blow the fucker’s brains out if they tried to turn down her whiskey offer. Nothing got in the way of whiskey to Mel. And I just loved her for that. Emily jumped up and took a glass, passed it to Peter who leaned in to place and caught her by her nape before devouring her face in a sloppy wet kiss that had me gagging eve
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"I don’t wanna be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me.” ~ Frank CostelloEMILY POVLike a ray of sun piercing through the darkest clouds of a bitter storm, her presence alone was the resemblance of the sweet taste of redemption. For over twenty years now, I have been living as a hollow of a woman I once was. I saw myself changing in front of my eyes, from a loving, caring human into this shell of a human that cared less about… anything. My soul was so empty, my heart so drained. I lived every day like it was my last on earth, having no hope of seeing tomorrow or even the thirst of dreaming about the future. Everything was here, yet so out of reach. I had everything a woman my age could think of. Everything money could buy. But happiness? Freedom? Those were the two things that millions in my bank account failed to give me. Of course, on my most blue days, I drowned my sorrows in a bottle of the world's most expensive alcohol, but that was just
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"Do not fear death. Death is just a reformation of something even more magnificent. Death is where it all starts, death; it’s not the end.’~ UNKNOWNJORDAN POVAs though it was waiting to be opened, the first thing to flash across the screen was a blurred video that seemed to play on a broken loop. A few seconds in, everything cleared, revealing a very familiar, sweet, and feminine voice. The voice belonged to none but Emee, and that spiked my interest in knowing what exactly was in the device she gave us.Probably because I was still in wonder. Wondering how the hell someone like Emee, someone so kind and loving ended up licking the ass of someone as horrible as Peter. None of this made sense. Grandpops... He used to be... he was so different. He was a man. A father. Or maybe everything I saw through the eyes of a small boy was just a facade, and everything I saw was him trying to butter me up and suck me into his lair. Just that my father refused to give him that chance. And Emee
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 106
“I don’t like violence, Tom. I’m a businessman. Blood is a big expense.” ~ SollozzoJORDAN POVThe evening was pleasant, with the fresh scent of a live city and blinding lights. Few clouds hung from the sky staring down at the world like they were watchers of humanity. The air was dense, and humidity painted small vapor droplets on the windows. Everything was pleasant, everything but the LA night traffic which was a colossal pain in the ass, and every second we wasted traipsing in a convoy made me want to lose my mind.. Melody's presence was a heavy entity dominating my resolutions by my side, and her thoughts were so fuckin' loud I couldn't focus on anything but everything that turmoiled in her mind. And to think we ditched our own party and ran behind some retarded folk gangster to save the damsel in distress still sounded so crazy to me. But in all honesty, I would do it all over again if my time with my woman was guaranteed. I mean, what can I say? Mel always had that effect on m
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 107
"A guy told me one time… don’t let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner.” ~ Neil McCauleyMELODY POVThe touch came in innocent; like the feel of a light feather when it ghosted against the skin. My mind exploded under the two stimulants of the hot, soft tuch and the thickness and richness of the hot chocolate, causing heat to flood to every single part of my body. Every cell in my body buzzed with alertness when Jordan’s strong arms trapped me against the kitchen island. It was 8 in the morning, and he had to have left for work already. Sometimes I liked to picture us living in the classic French house with a white picket fence and annoying shit machines running around the house and wreaking havoc in nothing but diapers. It was safer to have a little bit of reality escape, especially when it was free to think. “What are you thinking of?” He drawled, his fingers caressing my barely dressed self
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