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CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
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“Your name, please,” the nurse requested, saying polite words but having a very contrasting look on her face. She was probably tired and wondering why this smallish lady here was keen on seeing a patient who now had a 'clean slate’, as they called it at Aztec Infirmary.“Ruby.. Ruby Coxson..” was the response.Ruby had noticed the unfriendly sneer and state from this nurse from the minute she'd walked in, but she was there for something important, and she was keen on just focusing on that. She had come here to see Omari and get updates on his status. Now that she'd quit the FBI, she was now free to really live her life without always looking over her shoulder or racking her brain to investigate some crime lord or catch a getaway killer. Omari's plight had brought her to the realization of how much of her life she'd been missing and had made her realize that there was more to life than duty. It hurt her to know that it had taken so much for her to realize these truths, but they did sa
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The sound of chirping birds that had become familiar due to constant hearing, the soft feel of the bed beneath her, and the unmistakable feeling of awareness of her surroundings.. It could only mean one thing.. She was alive.The realization of the fact that her attempt at suicide had failed wrecked her emotionally. She had wanted to die so badly that it hurt so much to know that she was still alive.Opening her eyes, the picture in her view, which was just the ceiling, was very blurred and dark at first, but it began to learn and brighten up as the seconds went by. Everything was still as it was before she'd taken the razor and slit her wrists on her birthday, only that it had been afternoon when she'd attempted to kill herself, bit by the look of things now, the day was already drawing to a close.Instantly, her mind went to Gio and Sensi, and how worried about her they would have been. She would have continued with her reminiscence, but she was cut short when she felt a sharp sting
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
“But why would she want to kill herself? Why did she want to leave me alone? Why did she want me to suffer with no family?”“Hey, hey, hey, Dannie.. There's no need for all these thoughts, alright? She's fine now, and that's what matters, so you don't have to worry, okay?”Sensi had gone to perform the daunting, difficult task of telling Daniella that Mercedes had attempted to kill herself. He had reemphasized the fact that she was okay now, but Daniella was still shaken at the news and probably imagining what would have become of her if she had actually succeeded. She would have lost Mercedes? Just like that? Without even spending proper time with her in nearly five years?These fears were what we're now bring tears to Daniella's eyes, and Sensi, although he was not a man of affection and emotion, was holding her closely to him and rubbing her back, trying hard to rock her until she stopped crying as opposed to his violent inclination of yelling at her to stop crying.Deep down insid
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
“And word on the street is that this shit is going down in a matter of days... Two days, to be precise. And they're meeting at the Serb's nightclub, the big one on this side of town. Niggas everywhere be tripping, because they know this Serb nigga and the Italian fella are dangerous sons of bitches, man..”“What are they meeting for, to form an alliance or something, because if it was war, they wouldn't be sitting down at the same table to talk, right?”Man, you don't get it... These two crews, they're Ike oil and water to one another.. They've never mixed. The battle for supremacy in this city is between them... Why do you think the streets are worried? If it was an alliance, no one would be bothered because we'd benefit anyway. Alliances, especially those that happen at the top, are always good things because those at the bottom will have more products to sell and, subsequently, more food to eat. It worries the streets because they're beefing... A war is on the horizon, but this lit
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FIFTY
“This is the third day since I handed you the invite from the Serb, Father... You have said nothing about it to me or to anybody else since then... You've simply kept mute and moved about here, pressurizing the still recovering stripper who you kidnapped, who is the unmistakable cause for this meeting, and you have felt comfortable eating, sleeping, and taking shits like there's nothing wrong, when we all know there's something wrong and a goddam war brewing. I.. No, we... We demand a response from you, Father.”Gio was done. Ever since he had shown his father the handwritten note he'd been served by Vlahovic and the rest of the Serbian goons, Don Fabrizio had been stone silent, and now Sensi and Gio had come to interrupt him while he was having a meal of Turkey and a special Italian sauce to go with fries.He looked at his two sons with disdain and took a sip of the wine he had before him with which he'd been washing down the aforementioned combo before saying:“You two have no atom
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
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Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
“Only a fool would say he doesn't know the reason for this meeting, and while I'd like to believe that we're all smart, sensible men, I am well aware that fools are everywhere, so I will reiterate this discourse's purpose to us all..”Aleksandr's first words were very brutal, direct and fearless and they drew disgruntled murmurs from the Uomini Marrone men, most notably Sensi, who would've loved nothing more than to be allowed to punch the guts out of this Serbian motherfucker. The men were seated in a VIP section of the club, around a small, round table, with men from each crew sitting directly opposite each other, leaving a noticeable gulf in between them,a clear sign that they were not on the same side.Sensi quickly observed this and summed up that,since Gio was on his far left, if a fight was to break out, he would have adequate support.But this was a meeting for peace, so he kept his opinions to himself and allowed the meeting to flow with Aleksandr, resuming his speech:“I, a
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
“He crumbled like a pack of cards!”Don Fabrizio had been hysterical ever since the meeting the previous night at Tequila, relishing how powerless Aleksandr had been and how he'd been forced to make his men lower their weapons, even if that was the last thing he wanted to do.Right now, he, Gio, and Sensi are on their way to the airport in Don Fabrizio's Lincoln with Gio and Sensi being forced to sit through and listen to Don's laughter“But you realize that if it wasn't for me and Sensi, he might have killed us, no?” Gio asked, bursting his father's bubble.“Well, I knew how valuable you both could be, and that's why I brought you both along. I knew you would have roles to play, and you played them extremely well when the time came. I was pleased,” Don Fabrizio said, sounding proud of them.His tone surprised Gio, who had never gotten any form of approval from his father since he was born. Well, when you save a man's life, you tend to win his trust. However, with Don Fabrizio, one ne
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