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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 10-fueled
Rodion Konstantin------A buzz in my phone caught my attention. It was a reminder of an event I was required to attend that night. Some businessmen in the country invited me to some occasional events. Some involved a good amount of money and in others, I could walk away with a wealthy property.Running a strong mafia team put me at a high demand. I had several human beings who paid a good amount of money for my protection. For some politicians who I happen to play dirty for them to win the elections, they kept me close because their lives and career lay in my hands.I concentrated back on my laptop doing some checks on my businesses. Money defined my line of duty, that was what everyone involved with the Lazza affair knew. Some of workers needed that reminder, because I hated to see the profit margins going down.I took a sip of cold whiskey.People worshiped Lazza for their game. You involve Lazza, you win battles. That's how I played. I loved it clean, and a simple mistake meant de
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 11-dominated
Alessia Romero --------------- "It's her turn!" His declaration caught my body frozen. For a second I thought he was kidding until the lady began freeing my hands. It scared me because for him to untie me meant I would hate what was to happen more than I hated being tied up. My heart raced at the situation. I could feel myself trembling even before I got what I asked for. Tears blinded me to imagine myself sucking one of the dicks. Sickness emerged inside me and I turned to Lazza. "You can't do this." I murmured but he had busied himself with a glass of whiskey. “Come on, you can't do this.” My voice grew. “Get her on stage, quickly!” He yelled at the lady who had been releasing my hands, once she freed me, she grabbed my hands and handcuffed me. “What are you doing? Hey—” “Shut the fuck up!” Lazza launched on me, I could have jerked away but I was scared of what awaited me than his face. The girl freed my legs and gripped me, pulling me to get up. I fought, sitting back on t
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 12-troubled
Alessia Romero ----------- ricco sfondato We were in Spain, Madrid. Those were the perks of being filthy rich and owning a private jet. They expected our arrival because as soon as the jet landed; they ushered us into a car that drove off to where the party was. A red carpet event. It was a surprise to see that a Mafia demon could attend a decent party that didn't involve cigars and bullets. One could not tell that he was a monster in a dark tuxedo. Everyone idolized his arrival. Many guests were drawn to his arrival, and I was surprised to see him take the time to chat with them. I followed his lead, stopping whenever he stopped, waited for him to finish his chit-chat, and then moved with him to another spot. Sometimes he would speak Spanish to some group of people. It sounded so fluent in his mouth. Everyone looked expensive. The ladies wore labeled gowns that exuded nothing but elegance. The gents were in suits and tuxedos. Satisfying scents from different Colognes and per
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 13-the office scene
Alessia Romero-----------Gallo Enzo Salvatore.Marco GalloEverything had started to make sense. The more I let my brain get invaded by everything that happened in the event, the more I saw sense in it.Salva mentioned his full name, Gallo Enzo Salvatore. Marco was Marco Gallo. They were brothers like the Lazza mentioned. Marco was a liar. He knew his family was linked to the mafia or whatever, but he never mentioned to me.He did something to the Lazza family, something that got me into the dirty game.I exhaled shakily.But again, The Lazza called him Marco Vi.Who was I to trust?Salva knew a lot about the Lazza family, so I needed to find him and talk to him.After I succeeded in escaping the Lazza's wrath, he ordered me to get back to the event and join his men. One man was Matteo, and he knew Salva. But I had to lie down first before I start my little investigation of how Matteo knew Salva. He was the Lazza's trusted bodyguard, I couldn't dare ambush him without a plan.The ev
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 14-taste the pain
Alessia Romero----------------il veleno The anxiety sprouted in my nerves the more I watched the most ruthless man fight for his life. They say, karma is a real bitch and that was confirmed by the scene I was witnessing.He was tasting the poison that he used to offer to those innocent people out there. I wondered if he knew it was painful to die before he pulled the trigger and murder souls in a cold blood.I had a heart, but it was beating at a malicious degree when it came to the man in front of me. He needed to taste the pain. Maybe his death would mean salvation for me and others.I took advantage of the situation. I gunned to his office table to hunt for something that would be useful. Most importantly, a phone.I could make a call to Carina and inform her about my misfortunes or better still, call my father, he would make quick arrangements for me to be liberated.The things on the table were neatly arranged. There was a landline desk phone on the table. The excitement got th
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 15-drink and devour
Alessia Romero --------- la pelle I scrubbed my body to the point of peeling off the skin. I could feel a nauseating odor still lingering in my nose. Not to imagine that my face was earlier covered with someone's blood. I gagged for the millionth time, but I wasn't throwing. I hated the sight of blood. Was it so hard to live at least a day without seeing blood? I gazed up at the mirror. My hair was already wet as I had washed it to get rid of the blood. It was unbelievable how one could feel pleasured by executing people. But again, that idiot deserved death. He was framing me for working with the strange girl who walked out of Lazza's room last night. Thank God I was in the office, otherwise, the Lazza couldn't have believed me. The Lazza hated lies. Clearly, the guy was lying to him. It's why he killed him without hesitation. But he could have told me to leave. Killing in my presence was like sowing more scenes that were to give me nightmares for the rest of my life. The gi
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 16-evening attack
Alessia Romero --------- girevole The ground I stood on was spinning. I didn't even realize how I was standing on my feet. The sight of movements in the dining area left me too stunned to even react. I stood there, stranded, confused, and shocked. On the floor, I sighted the plate of steak, the same steak I had sprinkled some powder from the capsule. The plate was empty. Next to that was the dog, which was lying on the floor with its legs kicking in the air. Rodion! The fretting sound it made and the way it was fighting with its soul clarified that something was wrong. I forcefully pressed my shaky palms against my mouth. Every tick of the clock felt like my heart was being pulled out of its confines. The Lazza knelt next to the dog. He was busy rubbing its chest with his head bowed to the dog. Doctor Lucia was busy doing what God knows. It all appeared to be in vain. "How long can he hold? The veterinarian will be here in ten minutes." Sofia rushed to the scene and
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 17-at his weakness
Alessia Romero --------- Spari The irritating sound of gunfire stopped after it went on for almost an hour. It had gotten to a point where I was expecting anything any second. To be honest, I had never been in such an incident where I would witness deaths and bloodshed. Matteo had brought me to the east wing where we walked through a door I never knew existed in the Lazza's dwelling. The door led to the basement which was equipped with gym appliances. He ordered me to stay there until someone came to get me. The place felt like an endless dark cave. I was not aware of what was happening out there. I couldn't shake off the negative thoughts that everyone, Lazza included, had been murdered and I remained alone in the territory. Then again, I remembered who we were talking about - the Lazza. He was feared, revered, and considered the most dangerous mafia lord in Italy, not to mention Sicily. If I was not only trying to calm myself, then I admitted he was, of course, a lethal
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