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Chapter 147 - An Old Rival Resurfaces
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Dylan got to the mansion alighted the Urus. His entire clothing was roughed up and covered in blood. He looked around and noticed the Bentley Continental missing. He immediately had a bad feeling and dashed inside the mansion. None of the guards asked him any questions. This made him even more worried. He got to Chelsea's room and opened the door without knocking. It was empty. He found the safe open and empty as well. His heart began racing. He dashed to his room but he didn't see her in there either. He felt his knees getting weak. He checked the study and all then rooms on the down floor but he didn't find her inside any. He got upstairs and checked the accessible rooms and halls in the mansion but still nothing. "Chelsea!" he yelled. His voice echoed throughout the entire hallway, back and forth. There was no response. "Chelsea!" "Chelsea!!" "Chelsea!!!" Dylan slowly came down from the steps. He got to the base of the steps and sat down on the last step. His face was deje
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Miami, Florida Chelsea ran hastily under the rain, the water bodies on the road splashing about as she stepped on them. She couldn't slow down, she just couldn't. She gripped her luggage bag tightly as she leapt onto puddles after puddles. She had just duped a merciless Georgian mafia don, based in Atlanta, of hundreds of thousands of dollars and she knew she'd be on the run for life. She had escaped to Florida but she still didn't feel at peace. She felt like someone had followed her onto the bus she boarded and was still following her. She had to shake whoever it was off and lodge in a hotel. She finally came to a stop at the entrance of Golden Petals, a premium-looking hotel. "I wanna book a reservation" she said, panting heavily. The security outside exchanged looks and looked at her skeptically. She was wet and tattered and panting. Anyone who could afford Golden Petals either came in their own car or at least an Uber. The lady before them looked nothing like those people.
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 2 - Dylan Cross
She couldn't explain the expression on his face. It had gone from confident to confused, now it was like he had seen a ghost. Had he seen her before? Her heart started racing. Maybe she had swindled his friend and that friend had shown him her picture. Then he smiled. She was half-relieved. "Atlanta reminds me of my parents. I lost both of them there" he said with a sad smile. "Oh, sorry to hear that" Chelsea replied. "It's nothing. Welcome to Miami, the heart of Florida" he beamed. "Thanks. I hope to establish my business here. Jewelry" she replied, returning the smile. "Oh. You're talking to just the right person. How about we continue this discussion in my office tomorrow? Would be more convenient for us" he said reaching into his inner coat pocket from where he retrieved a card. "Here's my card. You can hit me if you want to reschedule" he added. "Alright, Mr. Cross" Chelsea spoke sleekly. "I'll be getting back to my table then. Enjoy your stay at Golden Petals" he wink
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After lunch, which was actually servings of sushi and a wine Chelsea hadn't heard of before, the duo headed to Dylan's jewelry store. They alighted Dylan's Lamborghini Urus and walked into the appropriately named Cross Adornments. The entire staff paused and bowed the moment Dylan stepped in. The interior was breathtaking. Even for a high-end bad bitch like Chelsea, this was money speaking. From the several feet high glass ceiling down to the richly marbled floor, diamond, gold and silver watches, earrings, necklaces and other adornments rested, encased all over the store. Other precious stones and pearls shone brightly as though in a contest to beat each other and manage whatever space the diamonds left for them to shine. "Wow" escaped Chelsea's mouth subconsciously as her eyes scouted the enclosed Iceland. Dylan smiled as he observed her from the corner of his eye. He was glad she was impressed. This piqued interest meant more meetings. After taking a tour round the store
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Dylan woke up to a grey themed room that had some shades of white here and there. The room also carried the same rosy vanilla fragrance which pleased his nostrils. He looked to the side and saw Chelsea sleeping soundly.Even in this slumbering state, she still looked cute and innocently sweet to gaze upon. They had obviously enjoyed themselves the previous night. Due to their drunken state, he couldn't recall the details vividly but he could tell his little man was totally pleased.He also remembered asking her about Black Ceaza but all she gave was gibberish answers. He had finally discarded the discussion and put her mouth to good use. Yes, that wasn't gibberish.He got up and picked his underwear from where they lay haphazardly on the floor. After pulling up his pants, he heard Chelsea moan loudly in awakening. He immediately turned."Hello" he greeted with a smile. She was bare from her waist upwards but she didn't mind. He also liked the view of her firm sizable breasts as the mo
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Dylan could see the smoke rising in the air from the distance. He tapped the space on the chair beside him and Hill got it. He accelerated the speed of the Urus instantly. The SUV sped along the highway till it stopped at the entrance of a warehouse by the side of the road. The gates had been blown off their hinges and suited men in all black stood in their place.They paved way for the vehicle as it drove into the premises. The Urus came to a halt in front of the burning building. Dylan alighted immediately and walked slowly to the blazing structure. A middle-aged man clad in a black suit and white shirt walked to him. "Pope" he bowed reverently. "Who did this, Bishop?" Dylan asked in a grave tone. This was one of his warehouses which was used as a reserve for storing luxury outfits and corporate wears for his clothing store. However, underneath, he ran one of Miami's biggest fentanyl production.Whether the person knew this was a fentanyl joint or not, he just burned down million
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Flashback Two Years Ago Dylan adjusted his hat and caressed the spikes on the crown of his staff as he looked at the dark-skinned man chained before him, his head hanging. The man was stripped down, save for the underwear covering his privates. He observed the man's build, he was quite muscular. His biceps pumped as he strained against the binding force of the chains. They both were certain of one thing though; there was no getting out unless Dylan decided so.Three other men stood behind the chained man with their hands clasped behind them. The Vicar, Bishop and another of Dylan's top men, Luther, all dressed in black suits and white shirts."Why did you do it?" Dylan finally asked.The man spat out blood before raising his head to look at Dylan, revealing a bloodied face borne out of a series of beating from the 7 Daggers. He looked at Dylan for some seconds and sucked his bleeding lower lip before looking away."I asked a question, Ceaza" Dylan said calmly, further caressing his
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Chelsea sat cross-legged on her bed, fiddling with a beaded bangle. She stared ahead but her gaze was fixed on nothing. She had stood agape in the lounge, wondering what went wrong. Unable to decipher the reason for Dylan's silent action, she had gone to her room.She checked her outline if there was anything wrong but she saw nothing wrong. Her shape was still curvy and well pronounced. The same body she had used to lay down men while swiping their assets off. What was the problem? She just couldn't place her finger on it. Then something hit her. Maybe he was married. No, she shook her head. These type of men aren't the faithful ones. If he wanted to stop, he would have stopped in the office and not follow her here. Besides, he didn't have a ring on."Ugh" she exhaled, resigning to her bed. Less than ten minutes later, she heard her doorbell ring. She didn't recall ordering any room service or food. Lazily, she got up from her bed and trudged to the door. She looked through the pee
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