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SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN ESCAPE PLAN 2
"Please take this car back to the mansion I told you about," she said. "Drive into the mansion, drop the car, I got it!" The man said he was attempting to go. "Wait! Just ditch the car somewhere around the mansion." Melody said, her boyfriend started rolling their luggage away. She looked back at the city one more time, took a deep breath, and followed him. The next day, Ashley woke up to the sounds of sirens; the sound was so deafening that it was making her ears bleed; she grunted and got down from the bed; she tied the rope of the red lingerie she was wearing, and Spike was still sleeping on the floor. She shoved her legs into the flip-flop close to her bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she ambled out of her room. She slowly walked down the stairs, heading to the living room, when she spotted Chris, who had been handcuffed. He was sweaty, his hair was rough, and there were red marks on his face like he had been hit a lot. Jake was patting the shoulder of a sobbing woman; he was wh
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN INVESTIGATION
"How can you say such a thing about Chris," Ashley said, glaring at Jake, who chuckled and scratched the back of his head nervously. "As I said earlier, we are not sure Mr Chris was the one who murdered the doctor; we are still trying to get the CCTV footage of the place the crime took place and get a few witnesses… Mr Chris is a gangster, which means he must have done that under the instruction of someone." Detective Brad said. "You can ask us what you want to know," Ashley said with her hands folded across her chest and her head held high. "Since you are the leader of a fearless gangster group, you are one of our suspects," Detective Brad said, glancing at the wristwatch in his right hand. "Just get straight to the point; I have somewhere to be," Ashley said rudely. "Well, the questioning will take a few minutes of your time. I also need a place to use in your house for the questioning, or if you don’t mind, you can follow me to my office." He said. "Don’t worry, I have enough
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN DUPED
As soon as Ashley finished wearing a stylish blue gown that reached her thigh, revealing the beautiful skin of her thigh, a knock came on her door. "Who is that? I am coming." She said, looking at her face in her crystal mirror, she was wearing a bad girl style of makeup that screamed evil; everything about the makeup was deadly and black, from the red lipstick that looked like blood to the scary black outliner that almost reached her ears. She smacked her lips together and headed for the door the moment she opened the door. Dave rushed in panting, flaunting her car keys in her face. "I-I found your car." He said slowly catching his breath. She took the key from him. "Where did you find it?" She asked, staring at the key. "I found a guy trying to ditch your car in the middle of the road; I took the car from him and got him arrested; he is in police custody." He replied. "Where did he get my car?" She questioned. "I had the cops torture him for an hour or two, he says, it was given
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN SOLD
Xander was overwhelmed with joy at the thought that he had caught the criminals. He spoke into his walkie-talkie. "The criminals have been caught. I hope I have been automatically promoted now. I can’t wait to start learning the duties of a detective." He said to his boss, who laughed at the other end and replied. "You still have a long way to go, Mr Carter, but you've done well; come out and let’s head to the office." He replied. "Roger that," Xander replied, before making his way out of the room. The criminals were in the car with Xander and his boss, while the girls were being carried in a van behind them as they drove down the highway. "Hello Detective Kim, I hope you are doing better now, Mr Carter, has managed to bring the criminals to justice and even went out of his way to get them caught." Mr Parker praised Xander, who was smiling to himself as his boss was singing his praises. Xander made a U-turn, driving into the lane that led to the station. He stole a glance at the cr
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN SOLD 2
"Hrmph…" he gasped for air and managed to pry her hand away from his tie, clutching his hurting neck in pain as he looked up at her. "What the fuck are you saying?" He asked. "What I am saying is that you belong to me now, and everything I ask you to do, you will have to do it without complaining." She said while extending her hand to Dave, who handed her a file. "Firstly, you will have to quit your job; you will only work for me, and I will decide the amount I am going to pay you for your service at the end of every month…or I might not even pay you…" she said, maintaining eye contact with him. "What sort of nonsense are you going on about?" He asked bluntly, letting go of his neck. "I'm not joking, boy. I legally own you now, and believe it or not, I have proof." She said and placed the file on top of his clothes on the ironing desk. She flipped the file open and went to the place where she wrote about owning any of Melody’s siblings if she breached the contract. "Here! This clause
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN JAIL VISIT
"Um… Queen, don’t you think you are getting too close to me." Jake said gritting his teeth feeling uncomfortable. "Stay still… Jake, don’t act as if we haven’t had sex before." She said coldly and grabbed his right shoulder, holding him in place, while he lowered his head, bending his back in fear of her. She slowly moved her hand to his right eye, trying to poke it in. "Y-you are invading my privacy, queen." He complained, swallowing his saliva. "Stop moving your eyes, I wanna see if you are wearing contact lenses or not." She said as her hand rested on his eyes, making him shake in fear, she was about to press her sharp finger into his eyes when he started coughing, making her move away from him. "I... didn't know you would suspect me after all we have been through together, I thought we were a family, and I thought you trusted me," Jake said in a hurtful tone. "I trusted you, Jake, until you started acting weird and suspecting Chris when you should be on our side; Chris is like a
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN FIRED
"How does he know that?" Ashley questioned. "I may have told him some of the symptoms your father is experiencing to help him figure out what’s wrong with him. He says, your father has a limited time to live until he dies." Chris said. His words sent shivers down Ashley's spine, and she nearly fell. Jake rushed over and held her in his arms before she could fall. "What’s wrong, Queen? Is everything okay?" he asked, looking at her face. "Everything is fine; your time is up." The female cop replied, glancing at them with a fake smile on her face. Ashley caught her breath and freed herself from Jake’s grip, walking away from the cell with the cop. "I hope she finds a way to save her father," Chris murmured to himself. "What do we do now that we have been kicked out of the station?" Jake asked Ashley as they were both standing in the parking lot, Ashley was lost in thoughts and also pacing. "What do you want me to do, Jake?!? Do you have a better idea!!" She snapped at him she had lost
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN FIRED AND HELPLESS
***Xander*** I found myself sitting at a table opposite my boss in the quiet area of the club. He was staring directly at my face, making me nervous, but he wasn’t saying anything. I wondered if he called me here just to look at me or if he had something to give me. I rested my hand on the table, glancing at him. He cleared his throat and finally spoke up. "…Xander, I said I wanted to talk to you." He said. "Yes, what do you want to say? Say it, don’t hesitate." I replied. He pursed his lips and looked at me with pitiful eyes as if the word he had to say would shatter me. "I am sorry to tell you... uh, I promise you this is out of my power; I am helpless, I can’t do anything about it, even if I like you, I can’t do anything to stop this from happening; I’m on the verge of losing my job, please understand…" I cut in. "I don’t quite get you, could you stop speaking in riddles and cut to the chase?" I questioned. He stroked his beard firmly before answering. "You are fired, Mr Carter.
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