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GOLD DIGGER 2
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SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN DANGEROUS THUG
Chris was underneath Noah’s bodyguard, struggling with him as Noah started approaching them. Chris grunted and punched the bodyguard in the face. Blood escaped from his mouth. He overpowered the bodyguard and turned around, with the bodyguard against the floor this time. Chris stretched his hand toward his gun, which was a few feet away from him. He was grunting in pain with his hand on the bodyguard’s chest, pinning him to the spot. He reached for the gun and was about to grab it when Noah stepped on his hand with his boot that had spikes underneath it. The spikes were penetrating Chris’s skin, and it was making him bleed. "Arrgh!" Chris grunted in agony as Noah started moving his leg on his hand, crushing his bones. Chris gnashed his teeth and let go of Noah’s bodyguard, trying to remove his hand from Noah’s feet. A shallow smile curved on Noah’s lips as he picked up the gun Chris was so adamant about getting with his left hand. The sniper was still in his right hand. His bodyguar
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN BODYGUARDS DISPUTE
"Jake, stop it! Let go of him! What is going on here? Why are you attacking him uh?" Ashley asked, pulling Jake’s hand from Chris’s shirt. Jake let go of Chris’s wrinkled shirt. Chris took a step back, looking down. Jake pursed his lips, glaring at Chris. "Calm down, tell me what happened," Ashley said in a calm tone and took her handbag from him, holding it in her right hand. "Ask Chris to tell you what he did. He disgusts me." Jake said, staring at Chris with a lot of disgust. Ashley turned around to look at Chris. "What happened? say something?!?" Ashley half yelled. Chris lifted his head and looked into Ashley’s eyes with watery eyes like he wanted to cry. He pursed his lips and finally mustered the courage to open up to her. "I…went to get the doctor Jake had booked an appointment with," he said. The serious look on Ashley’s face was replaced with a proud smile as she heard what he had to say. She started looking around. "Really? where is the doctor? Because I don’t see him a
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN ROBBERY
Spike trailed Melody’s scent to the room and ran into the room. He stood close to the huge bed in the room and turned to look for Melody. She was already standing in front of the room. She waved at him. He barked aggressively, running toward the door. She shut the door, muffling the sound of his barks. "Phew! Finally, I got past him." She thought, wiping the sweat off her forehead. She looked around the empty corridor and started running down to the painting of Pablo Escobar. She arrived in front of the painting and started touching every edge of the painting in haste, looking for the button that would open it. Her hand finally landed on the gun. After a minute of panicking, she pressed the button and the wall opened for her. She dashed into the room without wasting time. She headed straight to the location of the vault. She opened the first layer of the vault and spotted the buttons for the passcode. Sweat slid down her face. She rested her left hand on the wall, trying to remember
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN CROSS DRESSING
"I am s-sorry." The woman apologized with her eyes never leaving Xander. Some of them started murmuring. He went and sat on the chair in front of the mirror, pretending he didn’t know that all eyes were on him or that he was being talked about. "I am ready," he told the staff that wanted to give him a makeover. She gulped and moved closer to him, grabbing a foundation from the makeup desk. "Please be fast; I have somewhere to be." He said. The staff nodded and lifted his face, using a wet wiper to clean his handsome face. She couldn’t help but admire his perfect nose as she cleaned it. She finished cleaning his face and grabbed the wig. She clutched his head, forcing his hair into the wig as she forced it onto his head. She arranged the wig. Xander looked at his face in the mirror; he looked girly. He had shaved his moustache just to look girly enough so he could catch the criminal. After a minute that seemed like a million years to Xander, the staff finished giving him a makeover.
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN CLOSE THIEF
"How am I supposed to know? Call Chris he has to go bury the body first before the police find out his whereabouts." Ashley said with her eyebrows lowered and pulled together. She didn’t want anything to happen to Chris because he was the reason the doctor died. Jake’s phone started ringing in his pocket. "When will the bodyguards I ask you to employ for my father arrive?" She asked "They are going to arrive tomorrow my queen, I found some of his old bodyguards and they are more than willing to guide him again, I am still trying my best to look for a good police officer to guide you." He said. "Good job, answer your call. I will head home now." She said and gave him a warm smile before walking out of the room. Xander waited in line to enter the strip club he had a feeling he looked like his sister dressed like a woman a lot of guys were already wooing him. But he was ignoring them. He felt a cold breath on his neck the person behind him moved closer to him rubbing his shaft against
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN COVER THE TRACKS
It was midnight in the city of Miami, but the city was still awake. The police force was all over the city. Mr Paul’s wife had organized a search party to look for her husband. Police helicopters were moving around the city, shining their blinding lights on the roofs and doors of every house in search of the doctor. The city was in a serious lockdown, and no one was allowed to go out after reaching home. Ashley drove into her garage after a long drive and stepped out of her car, massaging her sore neck, and yawning in exhaustion as she stretched her hands in the air. She sauntered to her front door and opened her handbag, looking for her house keys. She touched the keys and grasped them, but she also saw a broken phone on the floor. She narrowed her eyes at the phone and looked around before squatting to pick it up. She flipped the phone, glancing at it. "Hmm, who must have thrown away such an expensive phone?" She muttered to herself and tapped the screen of the phone, but it was
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN TRAFFICKED
Spike jumped on her body. She crashed on the floor with him, on her backside. He was roaring in her face as he lifted his claw to scratch her. She caught his claw in the air. Her head was hurting from the fall. "Calm down, boy. It’s me, Ashley." Ashley said in a coaxing tone, gritting her teeth in pain. She could sense that her dog was angry about something, and someone had locked him in there. He stuck out his tongue and licked her face gruffly. She pushed him away immediately and got up on her feet. "Tell me, Spike, who locked you in there?" She asked him, looking keenly at him. He barked at her a few times and started running down the corridor. He stopped halfway as he saw that she wasn’t following him. She was busy wiping dirt off her clothes. He ran back to her and licked her hand, pulling it with his mouth without biting her. She understood his gesture quickly. "That tickles. Alright, alright, I will come with you." She said, smiling at him, and started walking down the corrid
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN ESCAPE PLAN
"Where did you get that? Take that away from us." One of them declared. "No! no! no! I am not going to hurt you guys with this; I want to save you." He assured them, looking into the rifle to make sure there were bullets in it. The girls were still trembling in fear, and some of them started crying while others were screaming. The room was soundproof, so the people outside couldn’t hear them. "Shhh, calm down girls, I am not going to harm you…you guys want to get out of here, right?" He asked them, and they nodded positively. "I also want to get out of here; you will all have to work with me." He said. He explained his escape plan to them; they all liked the plan and promised to help him. ****** Ashley sneezed as she got to the painting her vault was behind. She was sure Spike didn’t know where she kept her money; it seemed somewhat fishy, and Spike started barking loudly at the painting. *Woof!! Woof!* She squatted to his level, stroking his fur. "Is everything alright, boy? I
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