Miranda, a captive-turned-lover, is caught between the ruthless mafias, Antonio and Don Vito. Pregnant with Antonio’s child and trapped in a deadly deal, she stumbles upon a shocking secret that binds them all. As the stakes rise and secrets are revealed, will Miranda escape the mafia’s clutches, or will her desperate bid for freedom cost her everything?
Lihat lebih banyakMIRANDA
"Please don't go. What if he catches you?" Karen shivered, holding my hands.
"I won't let him see me. Just don't lose hope, sis. I'm going to get help and come back for you. Just stay safe, please," I promised, encouraging my kid sister.
It's been fourteen years since we lost our home and our parents to that monster called Don Vito.
A deadly, dangerous man. He wiped our family and took Karen and me as his hostage.
For fourteen years he has been maltreating my sister and me, threatening to end us both if we go against him.
This life of torment and suffering, I can no longer take it anymore. So, I came up with a plan to escape.
I planned on taking Karen along, but she's just too scared to move. She's afraid of Don Vito spotting and harming us both.
I can understand her fear. The poor girl has been in trauma for years. The pains, torments, abuse...
"Just stay here. I promise to bring back help. Together we'll leave this city and head to a better place, okay?"
"Okay," Karen nodded.
I don't want to leave my sister alone, but it's the only option I have.
If we want to be free from Don Vito, someone has to make a move.
Leaving my sister in the room we were kept in, I sneakily went through the door, and straight for the bathroom down the hall.
For years, I've been studying how the helpers of the home carry out their work, most especially the maids.
Every Friday, they take out a pile of dirty laundry in a portable barrel, out to the back where they'd clean up.
That's my ticket out of this place if no one spots me escaping.
And just as I planned, I found the barrel in the bathroom, loaded with dirty clothes.
Quickly, I got into the barrel, covering myself up with the dirty clothes, and waited patiently for a maid to come and get it.
In no time, I heard the sound of the door opening, followed by the movement of the barrel.
At last, I'm moving.
"Why's this so heavy?" I heard the maid.
My heart came pounding, as I prayed that she doesn't check the inside to see the cause of the heaviness.
That's when I heard the sound of a door closing up. I sneakily peeped to discover I was outside.
The maid is gone and no one is around.
Swiftly, I got out of the barrel and ran through the back gate.
Joy took over when my two feet touched the ground outside the walls of Don Vito's home.
I want to rejoice but I can't do that while I'm still near my captor's home. I needed to get as far as possible, but how?
Just then, I heard the sound of guards coming. I immediately hid myself in the bushes, carefully moving to avoid being seen.
I moved and found myself closer to the front gate. My heart sank with fear when I almost came out into the open.
"That was close." I hid back in fear of being seen.
But how was I to make my escape without Don Vito's guards spotting me?
That's when the heavens provided an answer.
Right next to the bush, I noticed a car parked right there.
"If I can just get into that car without being seen, I can make my way out of this place, " I planned.
This is my chance to escape this place for good. I carefully crawled out from the bushes and got into the back seat of the car, lowering myself from being seen by anyone.
My eyes fell on a gun, settled on the passenger seat at the front. I immediately grabbed it, only to hear the car opening from the driver's seat.
The owner is here.
Having a weapon in my hold...
"Drive." I pointed the gun right at the head of the fellow behind the wheels.
I glanced at his reflection in the mirror and recognized him.
Antonio Dante, another dangerous scumbag like Don Vito. He always likes to visit that monster like he's some kind of god.
Even though I had the gun pointing directly at his head, he didn't look scared.
His eyes were all calm—no trace of fear over his life.
Sometimes I wonder if men like him and Don Vito are humans or devils in human skin.
"Drive!" I ordered, trying to hide the fear engulfing me from seeing the glare in his eyes.
I heard him scoff before starting the engine. He drove away from Don Vito's mansion. I felt so relieved as we drew further away from that place.
"May I know what a lady like yourself is doing in my car?" He questioned with calmness.
"Just keep driving," I ordered.
"You look familiar," he said, glancing at me from the mirror.
The way his eyes shimmered at me; I could tell he recognized my face. After all, he always comes around when that monster is busy torturing me with his wipes.
Surely, he knows the state I'm in.
"My sister and I were captured by Don Vito for fourteen years. I need your help in saving her."
"And why should I?" He questioned.
Hearing him, I pressed the tip of the gun directly on his head, saying, " This is a serious matter here. I need to save my sister from that place and I need you to help me. You know Don Vito inside and out. Help me save my sister."
"Just like you said..." He stops the car. "I know Don Vito inside and Out. That man is my godfather. So, I can't help you in betraying him."
"You don't understand!" The gun came dropping from his head.
The moment it did, Antonio grabbed me by the hands and pinned me down to the armrest.
Fear took over me, as I thought he was going to kill me, but no. Instead, he just stared right into my eyes and repeated, "I will not betray him."
I couldn't make a move.
At this point, he's the only one that can help me get my sister out of that place. I need to convince him.
I sighed, saying, "Fourteen years, we have been in his hold. That man has tormented us like hell. I couldn't take my sister along while escaping, that's why I'm begging you. Please, help me."
His eyes remained on me. He hummed at me, saying, "I'm not going to kill you, nor will I take you back to Don Vito."
My heart glowed in relief.
Finally.
"But on one condition."
"A condition? What's that? " I asked, looking at him.
His eyes came trailing down my body, then back at my face. His hand made a sudden movement on my arm, leaving me in discomfort.
"You'll have to be my tool of pleasure in return.”
MADOFFI have wanted her for so long.At last, she is mine tonight. Whatever I wanted I got, Power money and respect were all mine including the woman that has been my desire for years.Diane's gown slit open by the side revealing her hot legs as she sat down while I poured us some drink.A grin nudged on my lips as we clanked glass and made a toast to a great friendship and more.“Something more?" Diane asked me with teasing eyes.I gulped my drink and licked my lips coyly.“Yeah sexy I want you to be mine. I'll give you whatever you want.” My eyes scanned Diane's hot body as the words crept out of my lips.“But I have everything I need" Diane replied to me with a seductive glance.Diane was playing hard to get but that interested me more about her. Agreeing with her she had everything she had except a man struck the facial expression of surprise on her that I was expecting.“A man!?” She scoffed. “What gave you that impression?” She posed the question playing with her fingers across
CRISTOMy nerves were at ease when I remembered that Carlone had given me a license and registration bearing the name ‘Calvin’ and my masked face.My hands stopped shaking as I held the ID in my palm and gave it to the officer who observed it closely.After what seemed like an eternity he looked at me and said the name he saw on it.“Calvin Damian."“Yes sir," I replied.He got amused by my friendly demeanour and asked where I was driving to.“A friend’s party" I replied curtly.He nodded at my response and advised that I drive safely, handing my ID back to me.“You were driving too fast. Take it easy."He added calmly.I thanked him and drove off at a low speed to avoid being stopped over again.I halted in front of the casino. All eyes were on me as I stepped out of the Lambo looking dapper with an air of confidence.A guard walked up to me and greeted me.“Good evening sir."Then he collected the keys from me and parked the car.As I approached the casino entrance, another set of g
XANDER“You think you're a tough guy huh! Well, let's see how tough you are!”Zacko spat at me, landing blows to my gut with a mischievous glint in his eyes as the guards restrained my hands.I clenched my teeth, refusing to give Zacko the satisfaction of seeing my anguish. The pain coursed through me like a river of fire, but I held it inside, refusing to let it escape in a scream.While the pain raged through me, I drew strength from the knowledge that this was only a scratch, a fleeting discomfort in comparison to the past ordeals I had endured.Without getting any reaction from me, Zacko punched me harder, a smile tugged at the end of my lips seeing his frustration which hung around his neck like a necklace of stones.“You're having fun huh? Well, let's see how fun this is…” He spat at me with a devilish smirk.My eyes widened in shock at what happened next.The babyface bodyguard gave Zacko brass knuckles which he wore on his right hand.It hurt like crazy when he punched my stom
CRISTOWhat a day!Antonio had not disclosed the plan to us yet but I believed he had something up his sleeves.Now I understand why the twins trusted him so much. He is a leader who always has the best interests of those around him at heart.Also, he was full of surprises which came in handy.None of us knew what tonight had in store for us, but one thing was for sure: It would be thrilling and full of action.We will surely secure the bag.One hundred million dollars was not a child's play.Of course, our gang was worth a fortune but we had never had a deal worth a huge amount as this one.Moreover, it was high risk.It made me horny!I burst into laughter as I gulped a drink of scotch down my throat in the quiet of my room.It has been half an hour since we returned safely to the mansion. We had a brief break of rest before the next meeting.I smiled at the thought of Diane.The picture of her beautiful face lingered in my mind as I poured a drink into my glass cup, a little this t
CARLONEI watched from a distance as my twin stood still at the sound of the bodyguard holding a revolver in his hands.Without uttering a word, he circled Carlo like a predator about to feast on his prey.My gaze met with the man in black. Neither I nor my twin flinched, instead we maintained our cool.At that moment, another bodyguard walked toward us, lowering a piercing stare at me and switching gazes.The both of them looked at each other and burst out in laughter.Carlo and I were confused but we kept our emotions in check.“They are not who we are looking for."The taller guard’s voice rang in the air.“Yeah, these pussies are too scared even to move." The other guard echoed with a mocking smile on his face.“Are you done?" He barked at us.I simply nodded.He patted Carlo on the shoulder and asked us to leave.“Sloppy bastards." He echoed as we were leaving their presence.I clenched my fists to throw a jab at him but my twin whispered to me to control my anger.“There will be
CARLOMy twin and I, disguised in human masks with different identities, entered Madoff’s Mansion precisely ten minutes after the power was cut off.Boss Antonio’s connections within the power supply company gave him leverage over a loyal follower, who promptly cut off the power to the mansion at his order.We approached the bodyguards at the gate, showing them fake IDs.The guards scrutinized us for a few seconds before calling to confirm the power failure.Satisfied with the explanation, they allowed us through. We marched towards the main entrance where we were searched thoroughly by another set of bodyguards.The guard who seemed to be in charge questioned Carlone and me, inquiring suspiciously,“This is unusual, we’ve never experienced a power failure before, and you guys arrived so fast. How come?”Carlone remained unfazed, replying calmly, “You are a VIP, sir, and we are efficient in every sense of our job.”The guard nodded, but I could sense the scrutiny that lingered in his
ANGELAMy phone rang.I already knew who was calling. The man whose mission was the reason I was in this mansion, occupied by the Mafia.“Have you made progress?" His hoarse voice rang through my phone.“Yes, he has tasted my cake," I replied confidently.“Impressive. Now wait for further instructions,” he uttered and hung up.At that moment, I heard footsteps.Someone was approaching the door, so I quickly hid the phone in the usual place under the wash basin in the bathroom.When I came out of the bathroom, my gaze met with Don Vito’s.His smile shocked me all over.“There you are."“What have you been up to?” he asked, drawing me closer to him.I smiled coyly. “Nothing really. Keeping myself ready for you.”Don Vito’s lips curled into a grin as I leaned in and kissed him.He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into an embrace, and then gently pulled me onto his lap.“I have a surprise for you,” he said, whisking two bags with his right hand.“Here you go, these are for you.”“Wh
ANTONIO“What?” I was stunned.I couldn't believe my eyes as I read the text on the screen of my phone. The roaches were no other than the Dalmorra gang, a trusted ally of ours.They were known for their brutality and discrete methods of operation, but Dr. White was no novice in this spy game.To prove his information, he sent a picture along with the text, which I confirmed was authentic.I saw the black dodge that trailed us tonight parked a block away from Madoff's Casino, which meant they observed our operation tonight at the Casino. I racked my brain, wondering if they were not on to us inside the Casino.If that were to be so, we have strong competition in securing the hundred million dollars, which I suspected the Dalmorra gang to be interested in.But if they were observing us from outside the Casino, it's possible they don't know the specifics of our plan yet. Either way, we need to be careful and reconsider our strategy.Could it also have been the Dalmorra gang that sent me
DON VITO“Welcome, Boss," a guard greeted me, opening the door to the torture room in the basement.I walked into the dark room, snapping my finger to turn on the lights, and Xander's parents jerked in fear at the intensity of the bright light.I did a 360 movement around Xander’s parents like a predator circling its prey, before walking to the edge of the room and taking my seat.I could smell the fear in them, even across the room, as they visibly shook. Their cowardice fueled my rage—I hate pussies. They were sure to get the DON VITO experience.At the snap of my finger, they were waterboarded, their heads tilted backward as a torrent of water deluged their faces. The sound of their cries was a sweet melody to my ears until I had enough.“Please!!!" they wailed, at the top of their voices in excruciating pain as they struggled to catch their breath.Vance lit my cigar, and I inhaled the smoke before releasing a long stream of smoke into the air."What did I hear you say?" I cackled
Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
Komen