After crying her eyes out, Melody had accepted her fate, that she was alone in this world now and she needed to fend for herself. She lifted her head and wiped the tears off her face with her right hand. She got up on her feet. Her legs were quivering, but she needed to get a grip on herself. She went back to where her things were and, to her greatest surprise, there were a group of beggars going through her things. One of them was wearing a tank top and the other one was holding one of her necklaces. "Ahh!! Scram! Stay away from my things!" She screamed at them, waving her hands in the air. They stared at her as if she was speaking a foreign language and ran away with the things they already had. "Can my day get any worse!" She whimpered, lifting her hands in the air, and squatting down. She grabbed her bag and began searching for her phone. She found her phone and touched her face, but her phone was dead. She frowned and scrunched her face in disappointment. She tossed it back int
Ashley’s POV I heard the sound of my phone ringing close to me on my bed, as if the bark of my dog, Spike, wasn’t enough. "Ughh! Who could be calling at this time of the day?" I grumbled and used my pillow to cover my head, muffling the sound, but I could still hear it. I turned on my bed and grabbed my phone with my sleepy eyes, My eyes slowly adjusted to the light that was hurting my eyes. I stared at the caller. It was that little bitch, Melody. Why was she calling me so late at night when I hadn’t even slept? I reluctantly answered the phone. "Hello," I muttered. "Hello, is this Queen?" She said in hushed tones. "Yes, it is I. What do you want?" I questioned. "I need your help. I have nowhere to go. My brother just kicked me out of his house because I joined your business." Melody explained, I sat up on my bed rubbing my sleepy eyes. "Why did he kick you out? Didn’t you tell me you were an adult?" I asked. "I am but... I still live with my brother." She replied, in a low to
The streets of Miami were always dangerous at night. Her brother made a big mistake by kicking her out in the middle of the night. "Let go of her!" I screamed, but the guy just looked at me with a fearless face, as if he didn’t hear what I said. "I said let go of her!" I shouted, walking closer to them. "Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you recognize me? I am the queen of this street, so I am asking you to let her go." I said, flipping my hair backwards with my left hand. "Queen, I am sorry, but I can’t listen to you today. I saw her first." The guy replied with a straight face. Melody began shaking her head more than usual as if she was trying to tell me something, and the guy smiled. I turned around to see another guy running towards me with an iron rod in his hand, and he wanted to use it to hit me on the head. He swung it toward me. I dodged it, but it hit me on the waist, and my gun fell out of my hand. "Argh!" I groaned and turned to him. I caught the iron rod before he could u
I took Melody in and gave her a room close to mine. She carried her things into the room and put them close to the door of the closet. Her room didn’t have a dressing room like mine. She started looking around the room, admiring it with a smile on her face. I can’t believe she was crying all the way here. I was standing near the front door. "Well, now that you are alright, can I go sleep now?" I inquired turning my back on her when Spike ran to me, sticking his tongue out, watching me with his curious eyes. I stroked his cute head which was filled with fur. His perky ears stood out. I squatted down to his level, still petting him. He licked my face with his wet tongue. I need to wash my face right now. I got up on my feet and hit him lightly on the head. "Come here, boy," I said, walking out of the room with him. "Your dog is so cute," Melody said from inside the room. I led Spike back to his separate room. He ran to his litter box. I shut the door and headed to my room. The next d
Xander was sleeping on the couch with his mouth wide open. Saliva escaped from his mouth and rolled into his ear. "Ah!" He screamed and rolled on the couch, falling to the floor with a loud thud, with his face against the floor. He groaned and got up from the floor, holding his face in pain. "Melody, get me some coffee." He said subconsciously, but he got no response from her. His brow furrowed. "Melody." He called out to her and slowly opened his eyes. The living room was unkempt and there were a lot of dirty things laying around; pizza wrappers, bottles of soda, and his clothes. He shook his head. He hadn’t seen his apartment in a condition like this before, because Melody always took care of it. "Jesus Christ!" He shouted as he stepped on a pizza wrap. "What happened here last night?" He said, asking no one in particular, he recalled, he drank and ate a lot to forget about what he was doing to Melody. "Melody!" he yelled and started running out of the house. He opened the main
Noah closed his eyes as the rose fell on his face and shattered into pieces. He could feel the rose petals brushing his face as they fell to the floor. He shook his head and picked up a rose petal from his hair and glanced at it. "You are so romantic…" he said in a rumbling tone a devilish grin curved across his face. Ashley frowned with her eyes narrowed at him. "I don’t know how you managed to get past my security, but get out, You are not welcome here." She declared, closing her laptop in a rage. "Why do you always have to be so arrogant? I came here to give you this." He said, putting his right hand into his suit as he approached her. Ashley’s eyes were on his suit as he pulled out a golden envelope and extended it to her. Her eyes landed on the envelope. She crinkled her nose and reluctantly took it from him. She opened the envelope and pulled out the white card that was inside it. "What the fuck?" She muttered as she fixed her eyes on the invitation to their engagement party.
Chris was underneath Noah’s bodyguard, struggling with him as Noah started approaching them. Chris grunted and punched the bodyguard in the face. Blood escaped from his mouth. He overpowered the bodyguard and turned around, with the bodyguard against the floor this time. Chris stretched his hand toward his gun, which was a few feet away from him. He was grunting in pain with his hand on the bodyguard’s chest, pinning him to the spot. He reached for the gun and was about to grab it when Noah stepped on his hand with his boot that had spikes underneath it. The spikes were penetrating Chris’s skin, and it was making him bleed. "Arrgh!" Chris grunted in agony as Noah started moving his leg on his hand, crushing his bones. Chris gnashed his teeth and let go of Noah’s bodyguard, trying to remove his hand from Noah’s feet. A shallow smile curved on Noah’s lips as he picked up the gun Chris was so adamant about getting with his left hand. The sniper was still in his right hand. His bodyguar
"Jake, stop it! Let go of him! What is going on here? Why are you attacking him uh?" Ashley asked, pulling Jake’s hand from Chris’s shirt. Jake let go of Chris’s wrinkled shirt. Chris took a step back, looking down. Jake pursed his lips, glaring at Chris. "Calm down, tell me what happened," Ashley said in a calm tone and took her handbag from him, holding it in her right hand. "Ask Chris to tell you what he did. He disgusts me." Jake said, staring at Chris with a lot of disgust. Ashley turned around to look at Chris. "What happened? say something?!?" Ashley half yelled. Chris lifted his head and looked into Ashley’s eyes with watery eyes like he wanted to cry. He pursed his lips and finally mustered the courage to open up to her. "I…went to get the doctor Jake had booked an appointment with," he said. The serious look on Ashley’s face was replaced with a proud smile as she heard what he had to say. She started looking around. "Really? where is the doctor? Because I don’t see him a
Dear beloved readers,As I sit down to write this author's note, tears of gratitude and joy fill my eyes. I cannot express how much happiness it brings me to know that you have embarked on this incredible journey with me, deep into the world of the mafia queen and her enthralling story. Your support and dedication have meant the world to me, and I am forever grateful for each and every one of you.With a bittersweet feeling in my heart, I must inform you that the journey of Book One has come to a close. The captivating tale of the mafia queen has reached its end, but fear not, my dear readers, for this is only the beginning. Book Two is right around the corner, waiting to sweep you off your feet once again.I have poured my heart and soul into crafting this novel for you, and I am overjoyed to hear that it has touched your hearts and minds. Your enthusiasm and encouragement have inspired me every step of the way, and for that, I am eternally grateful.Now, I have a little secret to sh
The following day dawned, casting an eerie light upon the grim gathering. Old man Carl stood resolutely on the shore of the sea, his face devoid of any trace of a smile. His stern expression and commanding voice cut through the air as he explained the rules of the game to Ashley and her group, who faced the submarines assigned to each of them.An intense tension settled upon the shore, amplified by Xander's frequent glances in Ashley's direction. She stood a mere inches away from him, next to Jake, while Carl loomed behind them all."Each of you knows exactly why you're here, you bunch of assholes," Carl began, his voice carrying across the water. He gestured toward the six sleek submarines bobbing in the water behind him. "Today, someone will meet their end, and this game will determine who. You will race in these submarines. The first five to cross the finish line shall be spared. The person who crosses last will pay with their life."With a sinister smile, he pulled out a handgun f
Mason stood outside his car in the dimly lit alley, stubbornly refusing to get inside while Melody persistently tapped on the window behind him. He retrieved a matchbox and a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up and taking a long drag."Sorry to keep you waiting. You know that queen is a handful," Carl said, spreading his hands as he approached Mason from the other side of the alley."What was all that? Why did you make me look like a fool, you old hag?" Mason growled, exhaling a plume of smoke. Carl stood before him, a smirk playing on his lips."Perhaps you still consider her your queen?" Mason questioned."Hell no. She's nobody's queen. Just a naive little girl claiming to rule Miami when she's nothing without her dead father," Carl remarked. Mason extinguished his cigarette on Carl's shirt, leaving a stain behind. "If I find out the punishment you plan for her is a joke, I'll come for both of you. Mark my words, old hag." Mason's words carried the weight of a promise. He grab
Ashley anxiously bit her lip, her mind racing as she desperately searched for a solution. "I don't have access to my money at the moment," she admitted, her voice filled with determination. "But I promise I'll find a way to get it to you. Please, help me put Mason in his place."Carl shrugged, his indifferent expression unchanged. "Fine, I'll do it for you," he conceded before turning on his heel and heading towards the door.Just as Carl left, Xander emerged from the bathroom, a towel in hand, patting his damp hair dry. A furrow formed on his brow as he observed the scene before him, sensing that something was amiss. Concern etched his features as he approached Ashley. "What's going on?" he asked, his eyes fixed on her with genuine worry.Turning to face him, Ashley's eyes brimmed with determination. "I have to eliminate Mason once and for all," she declared firmly.Xander's brow furrowed deeper as he raised an important point. "Are you sure that's the real reason you're going? Or is
The sound of Mason’s ringing phone pierced through the silence of the room, waking him up from his sleep. He let out a groan as he reached for the phone on his nightstand, his hand brushing his hair back."Carl, do you have any idea what time it is?" Mason scolded as he answered the call.But his scolding was cut short as he heard Ashley’s voice on the other end of the line. His heart skipped a beat at the mention of her name, but he quickly composed himself."What do you want, Ashley?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady."You have been asleep all day," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "I’m coming to take my mother, and you better be ready to hand her over. Meet me at the location I will send you, or you will regret it."Mason felt a surge of anger course through his veins. How dare she threaten him like that?"No, Ashley," Mason replied firmly. "I’m not playing your games. This game is mine to play. You come to me if you want your mother back, I will send you the loc
Mason dragged Mary to the pool area, her screams echoing through the empty halls. The afternoon sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow on the cold water of the pool. He threw her into the shallow end of the pool, and she splashed around frantically, trying to keep her head above water."Please, Mason, please," Mary pleaded as he repeatedly shoved her head under the water, "Get this on camera." Mason ordered his henchmen, "I want Ashley to see what happens to those who cross me." Mary struggled to breathe as her head remained underwater for too long, but just as Mason was about to let her drown, he pulled her head out to prevent her from dying.Melody had followed them to the pool area, horrified by what she saw. "Please, Mason, stop this," Melody pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "You're hurting her. You're hurting everyone. Please, I'm begging you." But Mason just sneered at her, his eyes cold and unfeeling. "You don't understand, Melody," he said. "Ashley needs to see that I
"Are you okay?" Xander asked, moving closer to Ashley.Ashley took a deep breath and looked at Xander. "No, I'm not okay," she said, her voice low. "I don't love my mother, but I feel like I have to save her. I don't want to be an orphan." Xander looked at her, concern etched on his face. He put his arm around her, trying to offer some comfort. Ashley appreciated the gesture but couldn't shake the feeling that she was in a dangerous situation. Carl was standing right next to them, observing their interaction with a disapproving look on his face. Ashley couldn't help but feel like she was being watched all the time.Xander understood the gravity of the situation, and he knew that this must be hard for her. "I'm here for you. We'll get through this together," he said, pulling her into a warm embrace.To everyone's surprise, Ashley gave Xander a crushing hug, as if she needed it more than anything else in the world. Carl, being the old man he was, remarked, "Ashley finally has a boyfrien
Mary's heart beat wildly as she strode past the imposing entrance of Ashley's mansion, brushing past the stoic goons who guarded the perimeter. Her eyes darted around the spacious living room, searching for Ashley. "Ashley! Ashley! Come out, we need to talk!" Her voice echoed through the room.Mason heard the commotion and burst out of his room, gun in hand. He descended the stairs at a breakneck pace, his heart pounding in his chest. When he reached the bottom, he was surprised to see a middle-aged woman standing in the living room, impeccably dressed in a fashionable outfit."Who the hell are you?" Mason growled, pointing his gun at Mary.Mary didn't flinch. "Chris, where's Ashley? I need to speak with her," she demanded, her eyes blazing.Mason chuckled darkly. "My name's not Chris, lady. And who the hell are you to be demanding to see Ashley?"Mary felt a chill run down her spine when she saw the cold, hard look in Mason's eyes. She knew she was in trouble. "Please, I need to see
Ashley was in a steamy bath with Xander, their bodies intertwined as they kissed passionately. She could feel his hands on her waist as he trailed kisses down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. They were happy, acting like a couple, and for a moment, Ashley forgot that she was a mafia queen.Suddenly, Ashley gasped as she woke up from the dream. She was confused and unsettled, feeling as though she had just crossed a line she shouldn't have. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she looked around the dark living room. Everyone else was still sleeping, but Xander and Jake were nowhere to be seen.She slipped on her flip-flops and made her way outside, following the sounds of voices to the farm. When she arrived, she was shocked to see Jake and Xander in the middle of a heated argument, with apples scattered all over the floor."What's going on here?" Ashley demanded, stepping between the two men."Stay out of this, Ashley," Jake snapped. "Xander needs to leave. He's not welcome arou