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OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON FROM FRYING PAN TO FIRE
NIGHTINGALE**“No, no please. I needed the money, where else was I supposed to get it from?” My father yelled.Destros must have turned his attention to my father. I still refused to watch.“I don’t know much about parenting, but I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to sell your children like a piece of bread.” Destros answered like he was already bored of the conversation.“You’re in no position to judge me.” My father spat.“You do worse things than me everyday.”“That may be true. But even I know that there are lines that shouldn’t be crossed. You protect your blood, you don’t sell them. Where is the girl?”Finally, he had gotten to the most important part.“Don’t even think of lying to me, you just saw what I did to that idiot over there. At least he lasted for more than ten minutes, I bet you won’t even last up to two minutes.” Destros warned my father.My father mumbled his response and I heard a smack like Destros had slapped him.“Speak louder.”“I said it’s too late, I alread
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON HIS POV
HAKAN ~ Letting Nightingale leave the car all by herself to go get her sister was one of the hardest decisions I had ever made, and that was saying something, because I made hard decisions all the time. The night I spent with her was the best I ever had, she was the first woman I’ve ever brought into my own bed, the first woman I ever fell asleep beside in a damn long time. I hadn’t even known where my gun was while we were together which never happened, even while having sex, I was always on guard. I always had a weapon close because with the life I live, people were always trying to kill me through one means or the other. She was the first woman I desired intimacy with, the first woman to make me feel something, even though that something was feeling a little more like obsession with every passing second. I was losing my mind waiting in the car, checking my watch almost every five seconds, just waiting for the ten minutes I promised to give her pass by, waiting to see her smiling
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON SHE'S GONE
HAKAN**The second we got back to my mansion, I immediately got my best men working on a plan to get my girl back. I could see the sceptical looks on their faces when they were informed that the mission was to rescue the girl I brought back home with me. Tivan was my right hand man, Diazo was my enforcer, Cesare was the hacker/ tech genius, Axton handled the accounts, and Sebas was my spy.“Is this chick really worth all this trouble? I’ve got something planned for tonight.” Sebas said from his spot in the corner of the room.These men were my most trusted men. I was closer to Tivan because I’ve known him the longest but each of them had been with me when I fought to build my empire. But they could also be extremely annoying, which is why Sebas was bouncing a ball against the wall despite the fact that we were in the middle of an important meeting.“Bounce that ball one more time, and your head will join it on the next hit.” I said to him as he caught the ball and he didn’t throw it
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON CAUGHT IN A CORNER
NIGHTINGALE**The person Destros knew who worked for the butcher was a woman in her mid forties who was in charge of the prostitutes at the bar the butcher owned. These prostitutes, both male and female, were here of their own free will. They got paid for their services, but this establishment was just used to cover up his real business of selling human beings off as sex slaves. Madame Doris was the woman’s name, and she wore more makeup than was necessary. Her voice was hoarse from years of substance abuse, and she had a frown that seemed permanently etched on her face. Apparently, she owed Destros a favour after helping her clean up a mess aa while back. But she still wasn’t willing to risk her neck for me despite that. She would only help to get me into the basement where the people waiting to be sold were being kept.The bar was nice by a lot of standards, it was definitely better than my former place of work even though it wasn’t as exotic as some more expensive bars. It was the
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON SOLD
NIGHTINGALE***I had to think fast and come up with something to say to vindicate myself but I remained frozen. I was terrified of getting shot, or stabbed or thrown out before I could get Quetzal out safely. I tried to turn and then stumbled on the ridiculously high heels I was wearing. I almost smacked my head against the opposite wall but then I got an idea from it. Instead of standing straight and turning to face the person who spoke, I continued to wobble, pretending like everywhere was spinning because I was drunk. Then I giggled for show, just to make my acting more believable. I turned, but instead of facing the owner of the voice, I walked forward to face a part of the hallway and began to speak to thin air like that was where I thought the man was.“Hey, y.youu. You’reee hands.some.” I slurred and swayed on my feet again.“I think I’m losttt, c.could you s.show me where the b.bathroom isssss?”I heard the man’s annoyed sigh but luckily, it didn't sound like he was suspiciou
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE
NIGHTINGALE~The first thing I noticed when I woke up was how badly my breath smelled. I was lying on a hard surface, facing sideways, and when I tried to turn, it hurt like I had landed on that side and maybe fractured something. My head felt like it had been thrown into the washing machine and spun around till every component in it was shaken loose, and my eyes ached even though they were closed.“Wake up.” I heard someone say.The voice was vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t remember who it belonged to, not just because my head was still ringing, but because I instinctively knew that whoever this is, I may know them but I hadn’t spoken to them in a while.“Get your fucking ass up, birdie. This ain't a hotel.” The person said and shook me again.This had to be someone from my high school, they were the only ones who called me birdie for years no matter how I tried to make them stop. The only thing I could recognise from the voice was that it belonged to a male, and from the way my sk
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON BACK STORY SNIPPETS
HAKAN***After disposing Destros and burning his damn house to the ground, I left with the men I came with. No one spoke to me or tried to ask me any questions because they could all clearly see that I wasn’t in the mood. I was fucking pissed, and at the same time, I felt a sliver of something I hadn’t felt for a long time, fear. I realised why they say that people only feel fear when they have something to lose. Sure, I’ve had my wealth as something to lose, and my brothers in arms, but it was different. Firstly, I knew that even if I lost everything I owned, that I would still be able to make more money to replace it. And I trusted my brothers to be able to handle themselves in whatever circumstance so there was no need for fear for them. But right now, knowing where Nightingale was, and the possibility of what could be happening to her right now was driving me crazy with worry.I had only known her for one night, but I knew for a fact that she would do anything for her sister. I w
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON THE BUTCHER
HAKAN***Even though I wanted to put a knife through his eye, I couldn’t do that for the sake of the mission I was here to accomplish. The butcher was a man in his early fifties, with a stocky build, a double chin and a pot belly bigger than a pregnant woman who was due for birth. He was also almost completely bald, and his once blonde hair had become nearly white. With his blue eyes, he might have been considered handsome in his youth because he was a stereotypical blonde that women seemed to be obsessed with for some reason, but the more power he acquired, the more influence he got from his business, the more lazy he got physically. He had lots of guards and he was confident of his usefulness to some of the worst people to ever exist so he didn’t feel a need to keep fit. He was also too proud to exercise any form of caution. The only reason he was still alive was because he was protected by his connections.Like my men had stated, anyone who killed him would be hunted by all the pe
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