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Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 109
“Best way to not get your heart broken is to not have one.” ~ UNKNOWNMELODY POVWe slipped through the security, and one of the guards (whatever his name was) took us up to the VIP booth on the second floor. “The Eagle is one of the most… he is not our usual client. So we thought we could take him up to the VIP.” He explained, stopping outside the booth that was covered with a violet curtain. “Is it true he is unarmed?” I asked with knitted brows, and the man nodded. “He didn’t bring any of his dogs?” Jord chimed in, and I looked at him before shifting my questioning gaze at the gaze. “He just showed up. No underman, nothing.” The man explained with a puzzled shrug, and my gaze collided with Jord’s.“Sounds fishy.” He said the exact thing I said when Douglass laid the news to me. “Okay, bud. Keep out on the lookout for things. And if you see anything out of place, kill it. No second thought or hesitation.” That came from Jordan, and if I wasn’t as puzzled as I was, I would have
Huling Na-update : 2023-08-29Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 110
“Any distraction tends to get in the way of being an effective gangster.” — Terence Winter~THREE WEEK LATER~MELODY POVIt was nostalgic. Almost not disheartening now that I knew where it came from. Like back when I was young and everything was just going so smoothly. I woke up every day and lazed around the rest of the day like a headless, aimless chicken with nothing to do on my hand. Maybe I was so used to spilling blood that going on for three weeks straight without seeing red coating my hands was a sin in itself.But this one was boring as hell. Sure, it was better when I was younger and didn’t know what had happened when my fathers were all home. But now I did, and I kind of missed the thrill of the fight. With these thoughts coursing through my mind, I glanced at an empty space beside me on the bed, and then thought hard on it. The sun was already out, and it was dang late. But I had no fuckin’ plans. Sure, I could visit the coke plant and see how my people were doing, and
Huling Na-update : 2023-08-30Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 111
"Together, we are untouchable. Like Bonnie and Clyde." ~ UNKNOWNJORDAN POVI knew he had to die. I knew I should have killed the bloody bastard the first time I learned of everything he had done, instead of letting him breathe for another second. Nothing killed a husband more than seeing his wife crumbling and fumbling for control when everything else just continued spiraling, and I hated that I seemed powerless and helpless about it all. Peter Rothschild should have died a long time ago, but I hesitated;And now he was brazenly threatening everything that my wife and her family had worked for so long… for decades. Maybe I wasn’t being loyal to blood. But blood alone was not what made you family. And learning everything that my grandfather did just proved that. My family was with Melody, because it was with her I got to be the man I was today. And the mere fact that my in-laws would burn the whole world for me was what made them family to me, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything.
Huling Na-update : 2023-08-30Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 1
CHAPTER 1 “Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the World.” – Marilyn Monroe MELODY POV They were intoxicating!The noises of pleasure, of course. My breathing grew ragged, my mewls filling the dense air and intcluding with loud wet skin-to-skin slaps, grunts, and low moans. Hot breath cascaded down my neck when a hot tongue darted out to lick my undoubtedly sweaty skin, wrenching a lewd sound of desire- a sound I never knew I was capable of. My stomach twisted into flip-flops, fireworks crackling low in my veins as I neared the edge. I could feel it building, the intense orgasm that was going to render me weak and knock all the air from out from out of my lungs.“So this is what turns you on, huh?” He groaned on top of me, his wet skin gliding across mine, the sound of skin hitting skin continuing the delicious cacophony that engulfed my senses and played my body on a broken loop. The cocky smirk on his face was both an indignation and an utter aphrodisiac soaring th
Huling Na-update : 2023-04-10Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 2
CHAPTER 2“A mirror reflects what you see, and a black remembers shows the dark side of it.”– Madeline Brewer MELODY POVLaughter filtered up the stairs, white noise washing over the house as more and more guests came trickling through the front door.On calculated steps, I walked down the spiral staircases, one hand braced on the smooth railing while the other clutched the side of my dress, lifting it up so that I don’t fall and plant myself face first; and worse, in front of the ‘guests’.I would pluck my gut out if that would happen.“NINAAAAA…” My sister Gia -who had the eyes of a hawk- squealed from across the vast lobby where the ceremony was held, shifting all the attention onto me. Forced smiles and innocent faces. Shoot me in the foot right fuckin’ now.Giana, or Gia as we all called her, was an energy ball, all the things you can expect of a 17-year-old. Beautiful, loud, honey-tongued, with an unwavering mischievous look on her face as if she was constantly plotting the e
Huling Na-update : 2023-04-10Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 3
CHAPTER 3“Don’t judge someone by how they look, judge them by how many people they’ve harmed.”– Carisma SechrestJORDAN POV“Ahhhhh…” Horrified screams and loud honking of horns rang through the night as I sprung out of the bushes, falling into the road. With a bone-jarring collusion, I landed on my knees against the roughness of the tar road, sending a spasm of pain into my cartilage and right through my stream. People screamed, and I screamed back, only to raise my hands on instinct, showing that I was a very sane person despite my nakedness and my very bloody self. Flashes of cameras went by as people started taking photos. You could have sworn it was the Vanity Fair Red Carpet from how blinding they were. I hated it, and if I had the energy I would have flipped everyone a number, but I was busy concentrating on the dizzying stab of pain that resonated from a gaping hole on my right foot, with blood oozing from it and pooling under me.“Phone.” I groaned, my vision getting blu
Huling Na-update : 2023-04-10Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 4
CHAPTER 4“Flowers grow out of the dark moments.”– Corita Kent MELODY POVAs It Was by Harry Styles busted loud and savagely through the speakers mounted into the walls of the gym at my parents’ house. As the song slowly but harmoniously drifted to the end, I punched the button on the treadmill, causing the pad to decrease its pace until it came to a complete stop.Just in time as the song finished.I hopped off the treadmill and yanked the pink towel that was draped on the arm of it, then hung it around my neck and started to walk towards the door. Some unrecognizable sound started rumbling out of the speakers, but I was quick to slap the screen on the wall, putting it to an abrupt stop.I exited the gym and came into a narrow hallway of our very big house, then started to walk down to where the chatters came from. The kitchen.My parents' house was an ultimate Architecture dream, elegant and styled to perfection. Insanely big, with world-class tech and security drones flying aroun
Huling Na-update : 2023-04-10Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 5
at chapter 5“I see the world getting darker every time I see the light of faith slowly fading away, letting the corruption grow.”– Khiem. JORDAN POV“All you do is disappoint me. That’s all you fuckin’ know. Look at your brothers. As soon as they graduated, they’d been drowning in job offers. Dan has a nice promising girlfriend, Kory just took the biggest project of his life. Then you…” As always, my dad didn’t give any fuck about the fact that I almost died.No. He was too angry to even focus on that matter alone. And that’s why he has been chowing my head ever since I arrived home from the hospital.“Can’t you just be my son and make me proud once? You can’t even be like your brothers.” The ol’ man’s voice rattled through the vast living room of our home, setting a heavy weight in my chest.Except Jenkins were not my brothers. They were the nice cousins I was always compared to. And no matter what I did, I could never live up to their effortlessly perfect life.“But Papa, Jord is
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Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 111
"Together, we are untouchable. Like Bonnie and Clyde." ~ UNKNOWNJORDAN POVI knew he had to die. I knew I should have killed the bloody bastard the first time I learned of everything he had done, instead of letting him breathe for another second. Nothing killed a husband more than seeing his wife crumbling and fumbling for control when everything else just continued spiraling, and I hated that I seemed powerless and helpless about it all. Peter Rothschild should have died a long time ago, but I hesitated;And now he was brazenly threatening everything that my wife and her family had worked for so long… for decades. Maybe I wasn’t being loyal to blood. But blood alone was not what made you family. And learning everything that my grandfather did just proved that. My family was with Melody, because it was with her I got to be the man I was today. And the mere fact that my in-laws would burn the whole world for me was what made them family to me, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything.
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 110
“Any distraction tends to get in the way of being an effective gangster.” — Terence Winter~THREE WEEK LATER~MELODY POVIt was nostalgic. Almost not disheartening now that I knew where it came from. Like back when I was young and everything was just going so smoothly. I woke up every day and lazed around the rest of the day like a headless, aimless chicken with nothing to do on my hand. Maybe I was so used to spilling blood that going on for three weeks straight without seeing red coating my hands was a sin in itself.But this one was boring as hell. Sure, it was better when I was younger and didn’t know what had happened when my fathers were all home. But now I did, and I kind of missed the thrill of the fight. With these thoughts coursing through my mind, I glanced at an empty space beside me on the bed, and then thought hard on it. The sun was already out, and it was dang late. But I had no fuckin’ plans. Sure, I could visit the coke plant and see how my people were doing, and
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 109
“Best way to not get your heart broken is to not have one.” ~ UNKNOWNMELODY POVWe slipped through the security, and one of the guards (whatever his name was) took us up to the VIP booth on the second floor. “The Eagle is one of the most… he is not our usual client. So we thought we could take him up to the VIP.” He explained, stopping outside the booth that was covered with a violet curtain. “Is it true he is unarmed?” I asked with knitted brows, and the man nodded. “He didn’t bring any of his dogs?” Jord chimed in, and I looked at him before shifting my questioning gaze at the gaze. “He just showed up. No underman, nothing.” The man explained with a puzzled shrug, and my gaze collided with Jord’s.“Sounds fishy.” He said the exact thing I said when Douglass laid the news to me. “Okay, bud. Keep out on the lookout for things. And if you see anything out of place, kill it. No second thought or hesitation.” That came from Jordan, and if I wasn’t as puzzled as I was, I would have
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 108
"Blood makes you related, and loyalty makes you family.” ~ UNKNOWNMELODY POV“The Eagle is here.” The words caused the hairs on the back of my neck to stand on attention. My expression morphed from one of softness to stone cold in a fraction of a second, and I heard a small whistle coming from the other side of the terrace where Emily stood. I gave her a stink eye before getting up from where I was perched, then walked away without much of a word.“What the hell is Valero doing here? Is he armed?” I asked when I was out of ear shorts, already racing down the stairs to put on different clothes. I didn’t approach situations like those clad in jeans and a sweater. “That’s the exciting part. He is alone. He didn’t bring anyone with him and he is unarmed.” He revealed, and my confusion spiked through the roof. “Where are you? Is he with you?” I got into my bedroom before heading straight for my closet, then rummaged through my collection of leather pants because truth be told; nothing
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 107
"A guy told me one time… don’t let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner.” ~ Neil McCauleyMELODY POVThe touch came in innocent; like the feel of a light feather when it ghosted against the skin. My mind exploded under the two stimulants of the hot, soft tuch and the thickness and richness of the hot chocolate, causing heat to flood to every single part of my body. Every cell in my body buzzed with alertness when Jordan’s strong arms trapped me against the kitchen island. It was 8 in the morning, and he had to have left for work already. Sometimes I liked to picture us living in the classic French house with a white picket fence and annoying shit machines running around the house and wreaking havoc in nothing but diapers. It was safer to have a little bit of reality escape, especially when it was free to think. “What are you thinking of?” He drawled, his fingers caressing my barely dressed self
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 106
“I don’t like violence, Tom. I’m a businessman. Blood is a big expense.” ~ SollozzoJORDAN POVThe evening was pleasant, with the fresh scent of a live city and blinding lights. Few clouds hung from the sky staring down at the world like they were watchers of humanity. The air was dense, and humidity painted small vapor droplets on the windows. Everything was pleasant, everything but the LA night traffic which was a colossal pain in the ass, and every second we wasted traipsing in a convoy made me want to lose my mind.. Melody's presence was a heavy entity dominating my resolutions by my side, and her thoughts were so fuckin' loud I couldn't focus on anything but everything that turmoiled in her mind. And to think we ditched our own party and ran behind some retarded folk gangster to save the damsel in distress still sounded so crazy to me. But in all honesty, I would do it all over again if my time with my woman was guaranteed. I mean, what can I say? Mel always had that effect on m
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 105
"Do not fear death. Death is just a reformation of something even more magnificent. Death is where it all starts, death; it’s not the end.’~ UNKNOWNJORDAN POVAs though it was waiting to be opened, the first thing to flash across the screen was a blurred video that seemed to play on a broken loop. A few seconds in, everything cleared, revealing a very familiar, sweet, and feminine voice. The voice belonged to none but Emee, and that spiked my interest in knowing what exactly was in the device she gave us.Probably because I was still in wonder. Wondering how the hell someone like Emee, someone so kind and loving ended up licking the ass of someone as horrible as Peter. None of this made sense. Grandpops... He used to be... he was so different. He was a man. A father. Or maybe everything I saw through the eyes of a small boy was just a facade, and everything I saw was him trying to butter me up and suck me into his lair. Just that my father refused to give him that chance. And Emee
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 104
"I don’t wanna be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me.” ~ Frank CostelloEMILY POVLike a ray of sun piercing through the darkest clouds of a bitter storm, her presence alone was the resemblance of the sweet taste of redemption. For over twenty years now, I have been living as a hollow of a woman I once was. I saw myself changing in front of my eyes, from a loving, caring human into this shell of a human that cared less about… anything. My soul was so empty, my heart so drained. I lived every day like it was my last on earth, having no hope of seeing tomorrow or even the thirst of dreaming about the future. Everything was here, yet so out of reach. I had everything a woman my age could think of. Everything money could buy. But happiness? Freedom? Those were the two things that millions in my bank account failed to give me. Of course, on my most blue days, I drowned my sorrows in a bottle of the world's most expensive alcohol, but that was just
Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III Chapter 103
" “The loudest one in the room is the weakest one in the room.” — Frank LucasJORDAN POVI didn’t realize the restlessness that ghosted under my skin until I tried to sit down and calm the fuck down while trying by all means not to murder my grandad who stood in front of me like a pompous dick he was. I watched with obsidian as my wife skitted across the room towards the wine cabinet, then poured some good whiskey in the four flutes before returning with a tray. Always a good hostess she was!‘’A drink?” She stood in front of me and bent down to place the tray, sounding as though she was making an offer while I knew damn well in my heart and my soul that she would blow the fucker’s brains out if they tried to turn down her whiskey offer. Nothing got in the way of whiskey to Mel. And I just loved her for that. Emily jumped up and took a glass, passed it to Peter who leaned in to place and caught her by her nape before devouring her face in a sloppy wet kiss that had me gagging eve
