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Chapter 31 - Laura Christian
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Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 32 - A 'Friend' From The Past
Chelsea was frozen to her bones. Her gaze was fixed on the man for almost a minute after she heard him call her birth name. It was a name that seemed as distant as the life attached to it. Laura Christian was a version of her that died several years ago. The death of that version bore life to who she was now, Chelsea Landore. The last thing she expected was someone digging up her past and the skeletons she buried with it. She had done many notorious things as Chelsea Landore. But Laura Christian was the most notorious. She had pulled her first scam when she was nineteen and she accidentally killed the man when he tried to kill her. She abandoned her home city of California and made her way to Atlanta, seeking a new life, a new identity from the place she had committed her first murder. Or so she thought. Because sitting here across her, with glass of whiskey in his hand and an evil smirk across his lips was the man she had supposedly killed, her first scam victim. Alex Shaw.She had
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 33 - The Queen
FlashbackOne Year Ago Chelsea walked into a dark room elegantly, swaying her hips from side to side. She sported a bob-cut hairstyle and together with her all-black-themed make up, her entire appearance gave off a rebellious vibe. The room was dimly lit with hues of dark blue and red glowing out of certain areas. A dark-skinned man sat on a bed in the middle of the room.She walked seductively, giving off a raunchy air. As she approached the dark-skinned man, she smirked slyly, eyeing him in an alluring manner. She got to the bed in the middle of the room and gripped the parts of its frame on either side of the man, leaning forward to kiss the dark-skinned man. He gave her a plain expression and turned away."What's wrong C?" she asked, taking hold of his face in her hands.He exhaled and withdrew his face from her grip immediately. She tried to repeat the gesture again but he repeated his reaction. She smiled and climbed the bed, crawling to the empty space behind him. She knelt up
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 34 - Escape
Chelsea sat quietly, observing Alex's every move. He stood at the other end of the room, leaning on a table with a glass cup clutched between his hands. She had seen him make a call some minutes ago and she deciphered that he was calling either a pickup driver or his search partner. Either way, she had to leave here, and fast.She gently stood up with a calm expression. Alex watched her skeptically through the space between his eyes and the rim of the glass cup he drank his drink from. She slowly walked towards him with her hands clasped behind her, a smile curving on her lips. He brought the drink down. "What do you think you're doing?" he scoffed with a smirk. "Walking" she replied elegantly, steady in her steps as she approached him.He abruptly straightened up. "Stay back!" he ordered calmly but seriously, putting the glass cup down.She ignored the order and continued walking slowly toward him. Her smile curved more as she got closer.He reached into his inner suit jacket and p
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 35 - Rise of The Ironsides
Dylan looked at his watch for the thousandth time and confirmed its current reading with the clock on the wall above the door that led to Chelsea's office. Both readings matched, reassuring him once more that his watch was correct. He sighed in resignation and took his eyes off the clock.His eyes fell on the door and he sighed again. He leaned forward on his desk, resting his elbows on it. He gently caressed his glabella, closing his eyes in reflection. He was worried and there was no way he could hide it. The situation made him upset, worried and restless. He felt that a bad thing might have happened to Chelsea and he was here sitting, doing nothing. He deeply regretted not offering to go with her when he knew she would have readily and eagerly accepted. At least that would save him the torment of frustration he was undergoing right now. He had thought that him offering such would paint him as weak, clingy or jealous. But deep inside he knew he was all those things when it came to
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 36 - Hunting Alexander Shaw
Dylan walked gently towards Chelsea, staring intently at her with disbelief in his eyes. Not that he didn't believe her report. No, he disbelieved the fact that a person in his or her right thinking senses would dare to rape someone in a hotel in Miami. Worse still, that the person would think of doing it to a staff of Cross Enterprises. And at the apex of that, even to his Chief Assistant. Whether as the Pope in the underworld or as Dylan Cross in the regular society, he was a colossal force that even the wildest of tigers dared not provoke. It was public knowledge that those who crossed Dylan Cross ended up devastated or destroyed. In the underworld, he could handle it instantly and in the most lethal way befitting of a mafia don that he was. Just a gesture and the unfortunate opponent would be laying dead at his feet in less than an hour. He had slain men who did far more less.In the regular society, he tended to handle it more civil. If the threat was from a fellow businessman,
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 37 - The Chase
Alex peeped out the window one more time before returning to his original sitting position. He had repeatedly done the same thing previously at several intervals. He gave himself a space of five to ten minutes before repeating the process. He clutched his hands together as he sat, expectantly waiting for his assigned pickup driver. He sniffed occasionally and exhaled repeatedly, rubbing his hands against each other as though under a certain tension. His eyes hurt him excruciatingly but he had learned to get used to pain. Whatever it was Chelsea had thrown into his eyes was really poisonous. He could feel it eating into his eye sockets but he maintained composure. He had moved away from the hotel immediately after the incident with Chelsea. He knew he would be compromised if he stayed there. So immediately he saw Chelsea leave in the Urus, he boarded a taxi and drove to a remote location he had previously paid for.True to it, he was actually under tension. And for two reasons. First
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 38 - The Unlikely Offer
Alex opened his eyes to a blurry environment. His head dangled, rising and falling as he tried to steady his vision. Gradually, his head steadied and the scene before him became clear. His eyes were still irritated so several spots dotted his vision but the overall scene was plain.He saw two figures before him, both of which he immediately recognised. One he had seen on TVs, billboards and other big screens and adverts all over Miami. Philanthropist, entrepreneur and owner of several of Miami's leading companies.The other person was much easier to recognise. He would recognise her in any city, putting on any dress, even if she changed her skin tone, he would know her with one look. He scoffed the moment he saw her.He felt a fastening on his wrists and ankles and pulled at them repratedly but none of them budged. He directed his gaze to his four limbs and found them chained apart, each limb ninety degrees away from the other. He was chained in a crucifix fashion, his hands to an ele
Swindling The Devilish Mafia Don Chapter 39 - The Consigliere
"Aaaaaargh"Alex screamed in agony as the drill pierced into his wrist. The spinning rod drilled mercilessly into his flesh, through his bones, veins and muscles, and out of the other end. It sent a shocking vibration into his nervous system. His neurons sent agitating nerve impulses to his brain, causing his body to jerk violently as he screamed.Dylan maintained a blank expression as he continued drilling holes all over Alex's body. He took breaks at intervals, letting him bleed out profusely from the new holes. When the blood stopped flowing, he began drilling again, either at a new spot close to the former or at a different critical spot when there was no more space on the former region.Alex began another round of screams. He wriggled his body, writhing in pain as Dylan drilled into and through his biceps. His four limbs felt paralysed. He couldn't feel his fingers or toes and received no feedback from their adjoining joints."Several studies indicate that the level of calmness y
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