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CHAPTER FORTY
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Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Travel bags. Four of them. In Ruby's living room.Omari and Ruby were seated in silence and tension on her couch and the travel bags were by the center table. Omari was planning on keeping his word and leaving the city to save his sister's life. But such a drastic move was the last thing he had envisioned; he hadn't planned to leave the city for the next two, three or even five years, but this was what life was when one dealt with organized criminals: things tended to move fast. Very fast.In an hour or two, Omari was going to get on a bus and leave the city, and then he was going to make a video call to the phone which Sheila had reached him from to prove to her captors that he had indeed left the city, and then, she would be released.This was the plan, and Omari was willing to follow through, but this was just like a farewell visit to Ruby, the woman he loved."I really can't believe you'll be leaving.. Just like that.. I mean.. We only just met.. I.."Ruby cut herself short, swall
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
"So, essentially, you're saying you lost her, right?""Yes sir... I'm really sorry, sir.."The officer whom Dan James had assigned with the responsibility of trailing Naomi Wallace had just returned to say that he'd lost her. Dan James was not mad at the young man who was still starting out, because he had expected this.He was more concerned with Naomi's whereabouts; where could she have gone?She was no slouch, he knew that she had been well aware of the vehicle tailing her and that she'd expertly evaded it. Now, the fact that she hadn't even bothered to call him and ask why a tail was on her meant that she knew why she should be running. She had something to hide."You can go, officer," he said at the end to the fidgeting officer before him."Thank you, sir," he said, before scurrying out of sight as quickly as possible, probably to avoid another task that he was scared of failing at.As he pondered on it, Dan James got up to his feet and decided to take a stroll out of his office
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
"Omari.. Omari, please talk to me.." Ruby said softly, tears flowing down her cheeks.Stoic. This was how Omari remained until the following morning. The shock of the event of his sister's execution that had just played out on his phone screen had sent shockwaves to his brain that had traumatized him and mentally paralyzed him. He had been rendered inactive since seeing Sheila die, and he was currently seated on the floor, still inside the truck, with his eyes wide open and a look on his face that gave one the impression that the lights were on, but there was no one home."Omari, please, for God's sake, say something," she said again, this time she whimpered towards the end of her statement.She had been unable to contain her emotion since they all watched Sheila get shot.Deep down, she was blaming Snyder for this, because it had all been his idea, but she was aware that she also had a role to play in this. She should have convinced Omari to make the logical move and save his sister'
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
"Hey, Xavier.. Hello, my little prince.."And the baby cooed before smiling innocently and beautifully."See how happy he is? He doesn't even remember that he has a mother..""He can never forget me, Aleksandr.." Naomi said back, fighting the tears."Oh, but he can, Naomi... But he can.."Having pulled the trigger on Sheila, Aleksandr had completed a major part of clearing all the obstacles that stood as obstacles in his quest to get his Coochie back, and now, he was about to enter the last phase of tying up loose ends. The baby in his arms was Xavier, Naomi's young son, whom he had in his custody and used as a blackmail medium to force her to do all the things that she did."You see, nothing is impossible when Aleksandr Matiç is at the wheel..""You're not omnipotent, Aleksandr.." Naomi said, despising his arrogance."Am I not? Well then, let's look at my track record, then... I left Serbia, my home country, and I came here, a foreign land at the time, and I still managed to establis
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
It turned out that Mercedes had been so frustrated and feeling worthless with all the unfortunate incidents that had been going on in her life that she decided to take her own life by slitting her wrists. And on her 28th birthday of all days.The panic in the Colpani Mansion was very evident on the faces of all the occupants. Don Fabrizio had been called from his quarters and he'd called for the family doctor to come have a lot of Mercedes, who was presently laid on the bed and unconscious.The doctor, Doctor Deona, having requested for all the men (Gio, Sensi, Don Fabrizio, and the rest of the Uomini Marrone who'd been around) to leave the room, was stitching Mercedes up while the chefs were cleaning up the bloody mess that Mercedes had made on and around her bed. But amidst all these, Don Fabrizio, Giovanni, and Sensi were outside the room and going at each other's throats.“This is all because of you, Father!” Gio bellowed.“What do you mean, because of me? I have never put her thr
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
“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
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
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
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