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Claim by the Don Chapter 78
Marco's p.o.v “Ever heard of the word 'undercover'?” “That's here you come in.” He said with ease, smirking as if he just won a battle. “Uh_Ah.” I chuckled. This is a set-up, if I can successfully complete the mission he will get credits for it and be considered brave. And possibly a promotion, this was a case assigned to him. And if I fail, he will use me as an escape, and tell the world he managed arrested the world most feared criminal. Wow, what a great achievement. Even I'm swept off by his logic. “Leave, I will think over it.” “I knew I could count on you, I hope to receive a reply soon, their lives are on the line.” He stretch out his hand for a handshake. “Don't forget to take the cheque with you.” I look away, letting him know that I'm not his acquaintance. “Of course.” “I need information about him, everything single details on my desk by tomorrow. And the case too, find out about it.” I instructed once Michael was out the door. I require dirt's on
Claim by the Don Chapter 79
Zoey p.o.vThe bar was dimly lit, the soft glow of the neon signs casting a warm hue over the room. The air was thick with the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke, mingling with the sound of laughter and chatter from the people in bar. At the bar, a man sat alone, nursing a drink as he stared into the distance. He took a sip of his drink, the liquid burning his throat.Myself and my friends, Tracy, Maya, Lucy, and Sophie were at a table in the corner of the bar, out of any unnecessary attention.After I dropped Adriano at my parents, I came straight here. The girls and I are having our usual hangout, Sophie is responsible for picking the location for our hangout. And of all places to pick, she decided we should go to a bar, and that too in a place like this. This area of the city is where you can find all kinds of criminals, smokers, drunks, street fighters, thieves and what not.“He's planning our next date, I have no idea where he's taking us. I'm so excited for it.” Tracy gushed
Claim by the Don Chapter 80
Zoey p.o.vWe arrived at the venue. The Haven is the biggest event center here in Seattle. There are small chandeliers hanging around the patio, and sides of the hall, illuminating the surroundings and displaying the grandness of the hall.Marco alighted the car first, and carefully helped me down. I heaved a deep sigh at the frustratingly downside to all these dresses, your movements are limited, like needing help to alight the car.I glanced down at myself, the corset smashed my stomach making my curves more outlined. Tracy added a last-minute touch up to the sleeves, creating a slit in them to display half of my arms, the extra cloth dangles around my elbows when I move.It really does make a significant impact on the dress.My make-up and hair were perfectly done by Hannah, so my look is definitely outstanding.Marco's arm around my waist was difficult to ignore, it was a clear warning to others to steer clear. His intentions were swiftly understood as we entered the hall, a serie
Claim by the Don Chapter 81
Marco's p.o.v“Mr. Alfonso.” Michael Bruce called loudly, to loud for my liking.“Do you know him.” Dad questioned quietly.“He dropped by at the office days ago.” I replied, he's drawing too much attention for my liking.“We meet again, sooner than expected.” His loud voice came again, he wants those around to know we are acquaintance.I glare at his outstretched hand, waiting for me to receive it. I reluctantly took his hand briefly.“I didn't know I will meet you here.” His horrid chuckle sounding like a female giggle irritating me. The fuck he doesn't know I will be here, when has his men look keep track on me.“Are going to say why you're here?” I don't entertain foreplay with words, “Ah, we are working together now, I just want us to be more….”“I don't remember working with you.” I think I should make things clearer, I don't work with be anyone. I'm a lone fighter, I don't mix myself with pretentious and manipulative people.“About the trafficking case.” “I don't remember ag
Claim by the Don Chapter 82
Marco p.o.vThe music playing quietly in the background, I glance at my wristwatch again, groaning. It's been only a few hours into the event, and barely twenty minutes since I joined these men in a private conference room.The men arguing in front of me are capos, Dons of various regions in the country. We are having a Mafia meeting in the middle of a charity event, how convenient.I heave a sigh again. These morons are wasting my time, I should be home with Zoey, not listening to them fight over bullshit.Venting out their pent-up disagreements, lashing out things they've done to offend themselves.“Soldiers died in the last operation because of your carelessness to inspect and make everything went smoothly.”“I lost my soldiers too.”I could silent them all just by a word reaction, they all answers to me anyway. But I chose not to, I sat back and watch the release their frustrations.My phone, kept on the table buzz effectively ending their noise making. All heads turn in my direc
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.83
Zoey p.o.vHeaven..... That's what's it felt at the moment, the second we step foot inside our room. Marco strip me bare of my dress, the dress was an obvious hindrance for us at the moment.“Ahh.” I moan as Marco drags his soft lips over my jawline. His strong arms pressing me against him tightly.He took me surprised by clutching my waist tightly, I gasped when he jerked me towards him before pinning me to the door. I could feel every hard muscle in his body against mine.“Soft and so mine.” He whispers in a raspy tone, causing my skin to prickle with goosebumps at his firm declarations.His hard member pressing angrily against my stomach.I was shocked at his roughness.I realized I have successfully turned his anger into pure need and desire. I know he was about to go rough on me, but how rough? Did I push his buttons too hard? Am I ready to find out? Hell Yeah!!His was feverish and rough, I knew that there might be bruises on my lips, but to hell with that for all I care. It fel
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.84
Zoey p.o.vI wake up to a not so silent movement, footsteps slamming heavily against the floor. I flickered my eyes open, the familiar ceiling of our bedroom coming into view.I slowly and carefully sat up.“Marco?”He was moving around picking some documents from the drawer of his mini office in the room, and keeping neatly in the suitcase on the desk.“You're up.” He came over and place a kiss on my forehead.He reached for the two guns in the nightstand, he kept them there for emergency purposes. He stuffed one in his waistline and the other in the same suitcase.“Where are you going to.” I asked him.It's still early in the morning, a few minutes past five precisely. Which means he's going out on a mission.“Mexico.” He answered briefly.“Need my assistance?” I was referring to the mission.“No, not this time.” His voice was stern, a clear indication that he doesn't want me involved.I wanted to probe for more details of this trip, but decided to let it slide. Since I didn't tell
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.85
Author p.o.vMexico __ 9:20pm.The warehouse was lit up with neon green light, causing a dim glow over the room. The eerie hue cast shadows on the dusty concrete floor, creating a mysterious atmosphere that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who dared to enter.The walls were lined with stacked high with boxes and crates of all shapes and sizes. The air was thick with the smell of musty cardboard and old machinery, adding to the sense of foreboding that permeated the space.Men sat around waiting for the auction to start, some of seem wealthy in their expensive suits. While few were in causal clothing. In the corner of the warehouse, a lone figure sat leaning on his seat. Marco, exuded an air of danger that had the other patrons shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Despite his intimidating presence, Marco seemed relaxed as he leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. This trade is highly confidential, for any one present here the organizers didn't their research
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