"Hrmph…" he gasped for air and managed to pry her hand away from his tie, clutching his hurting neck in pain as he looked up at her. "What the fuck are you saying?" He asked. "What I am saying is that you belong to me now, and everything I ask you to do, you will have to do it without complaining." She said while extending her hand to Dave, who handed her a file. "Firstly, you will have to quit your job; you will only work for me, and I will decide the amount I am going to pay you for your service at the end of every month…or I might not even pay you…" she said, maintaining eye contact with him. "What sort of nonsense are you going on about?" He asked bluntly, letting go of his neck. "I'm not joking, boy. I legally own you now, and believe it or not, I have proof." She said and placed the file on top of his clothes on the ironing desk. She flipped the file open and went to the place where she wrote about owning any of Melody’s siblings if she breached the contract. "Here! This clause
"Um… Queen, don’t you think you are getting too close to me." Jake said gritting his teeth feeling uncomfortable. "Stay still… Jake, don’t act as if we haven’t had sex before." She said coldly and grabbed his right shoulder, holding him in place, while he lowered his head, bending his back in fear of her. She slowly moved her hand to his right eye, trying to poke it in. "Y-you are invading my privacy, queen." He complained, swallowing his saliva. "Stop moving your eyes, I wanna see if you are wearing contact lenses or not." She said as her hand rested on his eyes, making him shake in fear, she was about to press her sharp finger into his eyes when he started coughing, making her move away from him. "I... didn't know you would suspect me after all we have been through together, I thought we were a family, and I thought you trusted me," Jake said in a hurtful tone. "I trusted you, Jake, until you started acting weird and suspecting Chris when you should be on our side; Chris is like a
"How does he know that?" Ashley questioned. "I may have told him some of the symptoms your father is experiencing to help him figure out what’s wrong with him. He says, your father has a limited time to live until he dies." Chris said. His words sent shivers down Ashley's spine, and she nearly fell. Jake rushed over and held her in his arms before she could fall. "What’s wrong, Queen? Is everything okay?" he asked, looking at her face. "Everything is fine; your time is up." The female cop replied, glancing at them with a fake smile on her face. Ashley caught her breath and freed herself from Jake’s grip, walking away from the cell with the cop. "I hope she finds a way to save her father," Chris murmured to himself. "What do we do now that we have been kicked out of the station?" Jake asked Ashley as they were both standing in the parking lot, Ashley was lost in thoughts and also pacing. "What do you want me to do, Jake?!? Do you have a better idea!!" She snapped at him she had lost
***Xander*** I found myself sitting at a table opposite my boss in the quiet area of the club. He was staring directly at my face, making me nervous, but he wasn’t saying anything. I wondered if he called me here just to look at me or if he had something to give me. I rested my hand on the table, glancing at him. He cleared his throat and finally spoke up. "…Xander, I said I wanted to talk to you." He said. "Yes, what do you want to say? Say it, don’t hesitate." I replied. He pursed his lips and looked at me with pitiful eyes as if the word he had to say would shatter me. "I am sorry to tell you... uh, I promise you this is out of my power; I am helpless, I can’t do anything about it, even if I like you, I can’t do anything to stop this from happening; I’m on the verge of losing my job, please understand…" I cut in. "I don’t quite get you, could you stop speaking in riddles and cut to the chase?" I questioned. He stroked his beard firmly before answering. "You are fired, Mr Carter.
*****Ashley***** I strolled into one of the famous strip clubs owned by my father with Jake. I was told Noah was there, doing shady businesses and getting down with some naughty chicks. My phone beeped in my bag. I pulled out the phone from my bag and signalled Jake to go look for Noah while I read the text I had gotten from Dave. It read: The job is done. I smiled at the text and shoved my phone back into my bag. I had released a huge sum of money to bribe some corrupt government officials so they would get Xander fired, so he would have no option but to come to me. The time I gave him was up, it was one hour until midnight. I would be waiting for his call. I smirked to myself as I heard Jake calling me. "My queen, I found him!" He yelled. I looked around and found him standing behind Noah, who was pouring alcohol on the butt of a stripper that was shaking her big ass as if her life depended on it. The splash of the alcohol was touching Noah’s clothes, but he didn’t care; he just ke
He smirked and pulled me closer to him in the blink of an eye with his hand wrapped around my waist. I could feel his stinky breath on my face as he moved his face closer to mine with his eyes resting on my lips. "That kiss wasn’t enough to convince me…it wasn’t deep enough." He said in hushed tones. "Why don’t we take our relationship to the next level? Spend the night in my arms, and I will believe you," he said. Hearing his nasty thoughts was making my blood boil. Even if he were the last man on earth, I would never have sex with him. "What’s wrong? Don’t you want to be with me anymore?" He asked trying to kiss me, I tried to hide my disgust, flinching at his gestures as he attempted to kiss me, and closed my eyes tightly, expecting another uncomfortable kiss from him when he let me go. "Ashley baby, you may have underestimated me, just because I am drunk doesn’t mean I am dumb." He said stroking his hair backwards. "It doesn’t mean I will fall for your tricks; you have hated me f
I walked over to the crime tape and he started escorting me into the crime scene. All eyes were on us as we were walking in the middle of the road. My damaged car, where the doctor was murdered, was still there with its door wide open and dried blood all over the floor close to it. I slowly went to the car and snooped inside; the seat of the car had a hole made by a bullet, as did the front glass. "Be careful not to touch anything, the doctors said, the doctor died due to the bullet." The cop said I exhaled and placed my hands on my hips, glancing at the road. There were a few surrounding cars, including one that was parked on the other side of the road, facing my car. "Were there any eyewitnesses?" I inquired. "No, Ms Gates," he responded flatly. "That's impossible; my bodyguard told me the road was busy when he was driving the car, which meant there were a lot of people around when it happened," I said. "Yeah, there are, but... the people are refusing to speak, they are acting lik
AUTHOR’S POV "What! Who told him to do that?!?" Ashley asked, her lips trembling. "I have no idea... but I think he has given up on living." The butler replied in a sad tone. "T-Tell him not to think about death, tell him I will not let him die, I will try my best to cure him," Ashley said with her voice hoarse. Tears shone in her eyes, threatening to fall out, but she blinked them back, trying her best to stay strong. "Just take care of him, okay." She said in a low tone. "I will try my best." He assured her before she hung up on him. She dropped the phone, rubbing her forehead with her thumb. "My dad will be okay; I will save him," she muttered to herself, using it to calm herself down. She opened the bottom drawer on the nightstand and took out a rifle before shutting it. She turned off the light in the room, making the room extremely dark because the moonlight couldn’t get in through her thick curtains. She lay on the bed, using the duvet to cover herself, as she placed the rif
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