18 Year's later:-"No" Ashly squirmed whenAlexander nibbled on her back."Don't bite me". Alexander shifted, placing a trail of kisses on Ashly's back."You smell so damn good baby".They were lying on the bed naked as usual. Alexander was spooning his wife. And Ashly laid there, doing nothing, just enjoying her husband's presence.Alexander couldn't keep his hands off his wife even after all those years.Alexander was still a pervert and Ashly used to kick him out whenever he did too much.Alexander's hands roamed around his wife's body.He bit his earlobe."Look at you...so fucking sexy..." He whispered in his husky voice.He kissed Ashly's shoulders whilerubbing her thighs."So fucking perfect... I wanna see you always like that...".Ashly scowled, swatting her husband's hand away from her thighs."Stop it old man..."Intoxicated with Ashly's scent, Alexander started licking her sensitive skin on his neck.Ashly let out a displeased sound."You are being annoyed!"Alexander flo
Alexander Branson, the new mafia king, is ready to rule everywhere like his father and mother did.The king ordered everyone to gather in the conference hall.Now people are waiting for their new mafia king to arrive.After his father and mother retired because they wanted Alexander to start implementing whatever they taught him, Alexander had to take on the position of mafia king.If you ask where they ruled, then the answer is simple: The Bransons ruled everywhere. They practically controlled the world, except for one place.Alexander was happy when his father gave him his position; it meant to him that his father trusted him more than anything or anyone else.At a very young age, his parents started training him so that he could become a great mafia king.Day by day, after his training, he grew stronger. Physically, mentally, and spiritually, he became undefeatable.He went on his first mission at the age of 18. He has never been defeated until now.Now his mafia army consists of 50
"What are you trying to imply, Mike? You know I don't tolerate nonsense, so don't joke around," Alexander hissed, and Mike rolled his eyes. His stupid friend "Alexander, my dear friend, I speak nothing but the truth. The most precious thing in ChandLand is none other than Ashly Chand, the mafia Princess. She is the so-called Miss. Beauty has a reputation for her divine beauty; even many princess girls from other countries are jealous of her for having such beauty." Mike continued speaking. "You know your mother and the elder Queen; the Queen is famous for her beauty, and people say mafia Princess Ashly is the only one whom we can compare with Queen Beauty." Alexander takes a deep breath. Yes, his mother is the most beautiful person in the world. His father has to fight, and God knows how many times he has killed people because of his mother's beauty. People attacked Branson's to take The Elder Queen away, but The Elder King is a possessive man; he never lets anyone see her. As a
Queen Maryes Chand, a beautiful woman, lost her husband in a war with the American Mafia. Her husband sacrificed himself so Chandra could live peacefully. She still remembers. It happened the day her baby girl was born. Her beautiful daughter, who is the most precious thing for her and for the whole ChandLand people, is a sassy person, but she is reasonable from the inside. As a mafia Princess, she treats everyone with respect. Maryes always wants to give her daughter the best. Maryes stood up from her chair. Her eyes were filled with rage. "What!!?" "Branson's are attacking!?" General Jones bowed his head. "They are at the border of ChandLand, ready to attack us." Maryes frowned. "Why the hell is Branson attacking us?" As much as she remembers, she didn't do anything. Chands has always wanted to live in peace. And at last, they never wanted to do anything with those Bransons, whether it was good or bad. Branson ruled everywhere and on everyone, but Chands never wanted to b
"General Jon," the Queen addressed him with a cold voice. "Why does Branson want to make a deal with us?" "You are all around ChandLand. And we both know that it will only take one nod from the mafia king to burn down ChandLand into ashes." The Queen didn't waver her gaze. "And as I know, Queen, Branson's have more gold and diamonds than us, so Generals, what do you want from us? You have everything?" Jones asked with a cold voice. "You have a point," Jon said. "And you have a good mind, General Jones, but you know, our King does not have everything. There are many things in this world that are more precious than diamonds and gold," Jace continued with a small smirk on his face. "Instead of having a bloodbath, Our Mafia king wants to make a friendly deal." Jace continued. "That's what I don't understand, General. As far as I remember, we don't have any precious things that we can offer him; we only have this land where we Chands live in peace," Maryes said with a cold voice. "
Jon and Jace couldn't believe their eyes. They had heard about Chand's mafia Princess being beautiful like their elder Queen, but they never considered it to be actually possible. Their elder Queen was so beautiful and elegant, and by looking at Princess Ashly Chand, Jace and Jon were perfectly sure that the Princess belonged to Branson's. Princess Ashly Chand was standing in front of them. She was nothing but a creation of God. She was alluring and gorgeous. Such a beautiful young woman. She was wearing a white shirt, black pants, and a black robe with golden embroidery. Jace and Jon were short on words. The same happened to them years ago, the moment they saw Elder Queen Braze. Ashly took a deep breath and decided to speak. "What does your King desire?" Ashly asked them. She heard everything, but she wanted to hear it again. "Huh? Yeah, it's our pleasure to meet you, Princess Ashly. Well, I must say, whatever we heard about you being the most beautiful one is actually true. Y
Alexander was at the border of Chandland. He knows very well that he is going to win and make Chands bow their heads to him. While he was holding a meeting with his Generals inside his tent. A guard walked in. "General Jon and Jace have arrived." He informed Alexander. "Send him in," Alexander ordered. Jon and Jace stepped inside. "My son." Alexander nodded and asked them to take a seat. "No need for a blood bath, my son. Miss. Beauty has agreed to be yours," Jon informed him with a smile. Alexander smiled victoriously. "I am going back to the capital tonight. Take a group of soldiers and escort Chand Princess to the Capital." Alexander ordered, It's time for him to become a member of the Mafia. "The ceremony will be held there; I will inform my mother to start preparations." Jon and Jace looked at each other, and Jace let out a sigh. "I'm afraid we can't do that, my boy," Jace answered while he bowed his head. "Are they opposing my orders, Uncle Jace?" Alexander asked whil
Inside the main hall of ChandLand. "What were you thinking!?" Queen Maryes was furious. Ashly sighed as she arranged her trunk box. She can't let this happen; her husband has scarified himself so that he can protect Chands and his beloved child. And here she is; she can't even protect her baby, her only family. "I had no choice, Ma. Die with our people or die alone," Ashly answered. "And Ma, please don't take this to yourself; I know what you are thinking, Ma. You always protected me. Your whole life, you protected ChandLand. Now it's my time to protect my people and provide them with a better and more peaceful future." Tears rolled down the Queen's cheeks; she really can't do anything. "He will not kill you. He will torture you and make you regret being born. We Chands never bowed our heads down to Branson's. He will make sure to take revenge on you, baby." "I don't care, Ma; what I really care about is yours and my people's safety, and..." Before Ashly could finish, she heard