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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
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Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FOURTEEN
There was no small amount of drama at Tequila from that night until the following morning after Mercedes had officially been declared missing. It was Mindi who'd discovered this, coming back to the changing rooms after her own performance to see Mercedes's phone on the floor, face down, with her bag and locker ajar. She'd not taken it seriously until she saw the open second door in the room which led through the back door and out into the yard behind the club. Making a few inquiries and finding that no one had seen Mercedes, she'd then raised an alarm, and just like that, from that moment up until 9:44 am the following morning, she hadn't been found.Mindi was sitting in the changing room, in the exact same spot that Mercedes had been sitting the previous night, terribly shaken and reminiscing so much that although she had FBI Agent Ruby standing before her, shooting questions at her, she couldn't hear a thing."Miss Mindi!! Are you okay?" Ruby's impatience had run out and she was now
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER FIFTEEN
All her life, via documentaries and word of mouth, Mercedes had heard of the countless unpleasant things which people who'd been kidnapped had to go through; beating, binding and restriction, rape, pressure for ransom and poor holding facilities, etc. And while she had never hoped or even slightly wished to be kidnapped, she had been surprised at how much of an exception had been made in her case.First of all, she had been kept in a nice bedroom on a king sized bed with clean sheets, allowed to use all the clothes in the wardrobe, which contained clean underwear and top quality outer wears - which made her feel that her kidnapping had been long premeditated - she was not asked for ransom or even spoken to, she wasn't chained or bound in any way, no one attempted to hit or sleep with her, she was served meals thrice a day by maids, and not refugee food either, but instead, good food, like the rich, trayful chicken sandwiches she was currently munching down on, which she had been serve
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER SIXTEEN
"I'm telling you, Ruby.. Those fuckers over at Tequila know something.. Especially the manager, that pale, shaky Serbian fuck, Andrej.. And his bouncer, Randy.. I'm convinced that they know more about what happened to Mercedes than they told us."Agent Snyder was in his kitchen, standing before his coffee maker with his phone in one hand through which he was talking to Ruby, his partner, and banging the equipment before him to show his conviction and strong belief in every single syllable that made up the words he was saying."Well, how are you so sure? I mean, I talked to Mindi, the last person to have spoken to Mercedes, or Coochie… whatever, before she disappeared, and she seemed pretty sincere. What's giving you this confidence, Snyder?" Ruby, as expected, was very skeptical and critical, wanting concrete evidence before believing or going along with anything, because she knew full well that Snyder was undoubtedly a smart agent, but more often than not, he could be full of bullsh
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
For the first time in nearly a week since he was attacked and stabbed, Gio was fully conscious and stable.He opened his eyes in his bedroom which now littered with Medicare products and subsequently caused a sharp, sickening smell to fill the room.It was morning now, and he was alone. For the past few days, he'd had nurses attending to him, cleaning his wounds and changing his bandages, with Sensi, his father and others in the Uomini Marrone coming over to see and check on him. He'd heard chatter about how the stripper from Tequila that his father had been eyeing had finally been brought to the house, and Gio was determined to meet this woman for whom he'd been stabbed and almost killed.Sitting up on the bed slowly, he could feel a stabbing pain in his rib area, the same area in which he'd been stabbed; then, standing to his feet as carefully as possible, he began to walk towards the door. He was wearing only a pair of shorts and nothing above, but he didn't mind. He wasn't looking
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
It wasn't until mid day that FBI Agent Snyder's eyes lazily dragged open. He was feeling spent, and his groin ached. Sitting up on the bed, he noticed that the room was a sorry mess, with clothes littered on the floor, the bed covers dragged to one side and the smell of sweat and sex in the air.He and Mindi had stayed up for most of the night, pleasuring and digging into each other, and now, as he made to get up, his mind flashed back to the previous night's events.After she'd sucked him expertly for a good period of time, driving him crazy and messing with his brain with the way she'd repeatedly rolled her tongue around the tip of his cock, where it was most sensitive, and played with his balls, electrifying every inch of him, Mindi had proceeded to give him the longest, hardest ride of his life.She'd taken him raw inside her, not minding the risks of possible pregnancy, and had twerked on him, while making sure that his dick was still thrusting into her. Then, when he couldn't
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER NINETEEN
"But, why, sweet Coochie?" He asked, with a soft pleading voice.".. I'm sorry, but I just don't think it's what I want to do, right now.."It was another day, and another pressure tactic being employed by Don Fabrizio on Mercedes to mount pressure on her to marry him. She was sitting crouched up on the bed and holding herself tightly together and unable to meet his gaze, while Don Fabrizio sat on a chair at her bedside.The day was nearing its end, with the sun slowly crawling off to another corner of the sky, making way for the moon and its dimmed glow to signify the close of business and work, leading everyone in to their various houses. Mercedes could see all these from the nice view of the city which she has from a big window in the mansion where she'd been kidnapped."I can give you the life you want.. Wealth.. Money.. Affluence.. The life of a queen.. The life every woman dreams of.. Why, then, do you resist?" He pressed on. He had determined not to apply force or violent means
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER TWENTY
"So.. What have you been able to gather, as information?" Omari began, looking straight into Ruby's eyes."Well," Ruby started, clearing her throat, "this man who was killed here, Randy, used to work as a bouncer at Tequila, the same bar which, coincidentally, has been on our suspect list for drug related activities for the past six or seven months, and the same bar from where their chief stripper, Mercedes Gomez, or Coochie, as they know her, was kidnapped just under a week ago..""Mm.. You are aware that the chances of these events being purely incidental are very low, right?""Very much aware," Ruby replied instantly, impressed at Omari's instinct, "however, we can't jump into any conclusions, because we don't have any concrete evidence to hold on to.. It's all speculation. Now, I would love nothing more than to lead a raid on the bar right now, but not only has it been closed down temporarily, we also wouldn't know who to hold to any account.. The manager, Andrej, who runs things,
Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Further action took place that morning, and the next stop was now at the other end of the city, at Aleksandr's mansion.He was seated in his bar area, which boasted some of the world's finest wines and a very comfortable sitting area that looked like the VIP section of a reputable lounge, holding a glass of wine from which he sipped while on the phone with an associate. Although it wasn't even 11am yet, Aleksandr was definitely not one to look at the clock before popping bottles."Listen to me, Dani.. I was away for a long time.. All the shit that went down between you and my cousin has nothing to do with me.."Then, he paused to listen to the protest of the fellow on the other end, who was one of the Mexican drug lords who Andrej had offended and provoked into ending their business with Tequila. As he listened, he shook his head and took another sip of wine.Then, he cut in, "You won't have to, Dani! That bastard is dead.. I made sure of that.. He fucked up a business relationship th
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