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THE MAFIA CHEF
THE MAFIA CHEF
Penulis: Julia Davis

Trouble with the syndicate

Penulis: Julia Davis
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-12-27 21:01:03

"I would be leaving in the next two days.” Sammie said. I made a sad face and he smiled and held my hand.

“Bella, don’t worry, I’ll be back for you.” He whispered softly. “I just need to go first and make all the arrangements, then I’ll come back for you, I’ll marry you and then we can all leave this place for good, your Dad too." He said as he stared into my eyes lovingly.

He had sneaked into my house like always does since we started secretly dating a year ago.

"I can't wait Sammie, I can’t wait to be your wife.” I smiled sheepishly at the idea of being married to Sammie, the man I love. “I can’t wait to finally leave this place too, especially for my Father. I hate that he works with those people..." My voice trailed off, as I heard the sound of the door opening, my heart raced. "That must be my Dad, you need to go!"

Sammie didn’t hesitate. I helped him to slip out through the back door.

My Dad has always been very protective of me, since I lost my mum as a little girl. Even though Sam was my childhood best friend, my Dad still didn’t trust him with me, especially since he caught us kissing in my room some months back. He was beyond furious, but as time went by, he approved of our relationship not before he laid down some rule, and one of which is that he is not allowed to visit our house when he is not around.

When I entered, it wasn't my Dad. It was Tim, he also works with the Santorini Syndicate like my Dad.

"Tim, what are you doing here?" I asked. He looks like he's been running for miles.

"Your Dad... he is in trouble. You have to come with me, now!" He panted catching his breath.

My heart was racing now, I knew how ruthless those gangsters could be. That was why my Dad warned me never to go there. But this is different, he is in trouble.

"Let's go before it is too late." He urged. He grabbed my hands as we ran into the night.

-----

When we got to the Santorini Estate. Tim led me to the garden where they punish offenders. I’ve heard of this place, but it was worse than I imagined. The sight of men hanging upside down like animals, blood everywhere, turned my stomach.

Then I saw him, my Dad. They were dragging him towards the center of the garden where the leader of the Syndicate, Sir Bruno was standing with his men. It was heartbreaking to watch as they manhandled him. He wasn’t even healthy, he has a bad heart.

"Where is the products you stole from me?" Sir Bruno demanded. His eyes was cold and icy.

"I swear to you, I didn't steal anything. I could never do such a thing." My Dad pleaded.

Sir Bruno glared at him. "Explain to me why you were found in the cellar where the product is stored, instead of the kitchen you were assigned to work. And why, coincidentally, I’m missing a kilo of my supply.”

He hesitated a bit before answering. "I.. I sometimes sneak some food to the kids that work in the factory. When I saw your men coming, I panicked and ran into the cellar. That’s when they found me."

For a moment, Sir Bruno simply stared at him. Then with a swift motion, he slapped my Dad hard on the face.

"You know my rules and you broke them, and now you dare plead innocence?" He stood up, and then he turned to one of his men.

"Kill him and dispose of the body. Report back to me when you’re done, we have more important matters to deal with." At that point, I couldn't watch anymore.

"No!" I screamed, as I ran into the room without thinking, tears streaming down my face. "Please don't kill him, he is innocent"

Sir Bruno’s men seized me, and dragged me towards the center. I went on my knees. “Please sir, have mercy.” I continued to plead with him.

"Annabelle, what are you doing here?" My Dad cried out when he saw me, his voice trembling with fear.

“Who do we have here?" Sir Bruno turned to my Dad. “Your daughter?” He stepped closer to me, crouching as he lifted my face to study me. "She's beautiful." He said with a smirk, looking back at my father.

"Don't you dare touch her.” My Dad shouted. “Do whatever you want to me, but leave her out of this!”

Sir Bruno chuckled maliciously. "Annabelle is it? Tell me, what are you willing to do to save your father?" He said staring at me intently.

I heard my dad’s protest grew louder, but I ignored him. I couldn’t let him die, not like this.

"I will do anything Sir, please, just don't kill him. He is all I have." I begged.

Sir Bruno straightened up, he had a wicked grin on his face, I knew that whatever he planned for me was not good. “Take him away.” He ordered.

Bruno’s men dragged my Dad out, but he just kept screaming at them. "What are you going to do with her? Don't you hurt my child! Let her go! Please, leave my daughter alone!

Tears flowed freely from my eyes, it hurt to see my Dad screaming frantically like this.

Ignoring my Dad’s plea, he pointed to two of his men. “Take her to Julio. He should… fix her up. And then present her to me at dinner.”

Julio? Who was Julio? What was he going to do with me? My mind spiraled with questions as the two men dragged me away.

-----

I was taken to one of the clubs owned by the syndicate. It was a front for the criminal activities that goes on underground. I was ushered into a private suite, where Julio, a flamboyant man with a sharp sense of style, greeted me. “Darling, I’m going to turn you into a masterpiece.” He said with a sense of pride. He clapped his hands and his team rushed forward.

First came the spa treatment, pedicure, manicure, makeover and then my hair was styled into soft waves that framed my face. Afterwards, I was made to try on different outfits, finally settling on a fitted, midnight blue elegant gown.

‘You are ready,” Julio declared. He led me to look at the mirror.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw how beautiful I looked, but all my beauty was now owned by Sir Bruno. He most likely would make me work in the club or pimp me to some old disgusting man.

I was driven back to the estate. When we arrived, I stepped out and was led to the dining hall. The table was filled with a feast of different delicacy, but food was the last thing on my mind right now.

The heavy doors opened, and Sir Bruno strode in. He was stunned when he saw me. He approached me, until he was right in front of me, he looked at me up and down and nodded satisfactorily.

"I knew you were a diamond in the rough,” he said. “Have dinner with me."

He pulled out a chair for me, and gestured for me to sit. I complied, I was so nervous but I tried to keep my cool.

Sir Bruno took a sit opposite me.

"Eat." He commanded. Even though I didn’t have any appetite for food, I hurriedly pick up the fork with shaky hand, I began to eat.

After a while of eating silently.

"I have a mission for you Annabelle. I think you would be perfect of this mission." He said finally.

I froze.

He signaled to one of his men, who handed me an ipad. On the screen was the image of a man, he was strikingly handsome with deep blue piercing eyes that radiated power and cold hostility

"Have you heard of the Bellarico Royale Casino?” he asked and I shook my head. “That is Gerrard Bellarico, the owner of the casino and the son of my once greatest enemy and rival." His voice was filled with disdain for the man he spoke of. "Years ago, I took out his father and crushed the Bellarico empire, but now, Gerrard has risen from the ashes to take his father’s place. He is determine to destroy my business and he is obviously after my life too" He scoffed in frustration.

“He has sabotage my shipments, stolen my supply, and now he has taken over my territory in Palermo. His men are armed with sophisticated weaponry.” He paused. “I hate to admit it but he is stronger than any opponent I have had to face, he’s outsmarting me at every turn, and my men can’t keep up.”

Why was he telling me all these?

Sir Bruno’s game locked into mine, as if reading my thoughts, he leaned back in his chair.

"You are going to help me take him out.”.

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   I want you for the night

    Did I hear right? Did he just say I would take out a man that is proving to be even a greater evil than he himself? I am not a trained assassin, this is an impossible mission.As if reading my thoughts, Sir Bruno continued."My usual methods have failed, I want to try something different with you Annabelle. You are very beautiful, I don’t think any man would be able to resist your beauty, not even Gerrard. I'll get you into his empire, I need you to get close to Gerrard and take him down from within." He explained.A suicide mission. That is what this was. Even if I somehow succeeded, there was no way I’d come out alive."I… I know I said I would do anything to save my father,’ I stammered. “But not this, I can do any other thing you want. I am an excellent cook, I could work in your kitchen, an unpaid labour until I repay my father’s debt. But not this. There’s no way I can take out this man. This is suicide.”He smiled, as he continue eating his food. He seemed oddly intrigued. “An

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Caught in his trap

    I staggered at his words. "What?" was all I could manage. Gerrard Bellarico leaned back in his chair looking very confident and arrogant, as he watched my reaction. The usual me would have slapped him hard across the face, but I wasn’t the usual me anymore. What did he take me for? My throat tightened, my fists clenched, I wanted to walk out, but in my circumstances, it wasn’t an option. He stood up, adjusting his suit. "Meet me here at 8 p.m." He dropped a card on the table and walked past me without sparing me another glance. I had never felt so insulted in my life. --- When I returned to the syndicate's hotel lodge, my heart was heavy, I was angry and frustrated. Sir Bruno was waiting for me, he was pacing about the room impatiently. “Well? How did it go?” he yell at me the moment I entered the room. I swallowed hard. There was no point lying. “I... I didn’t get it,” I confessed. His face darkened instantly. He growled in anger and grabbed my arm roughly. “You failed me?

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Still in the game

    "What are you talking about?" I tried to feign ignorance. "If you don't talk now, and I find out by myself, I would make you regret the day you set eyes on me." He threatened me, and I could feel goosebumps on my flesh. What have I gotten myself into?"Come in!" He yell, but he still kept his gaze on me. Two bodyguards rushed in."Take her to the basement." He instructed. They grabbed me and drag me along with them.-----It’s been two days since they locked me in a cold, dark cell in the basement of the Bellarico mansion. No food. No water. My body felt weak, but fear kept me awake. What would happen to me? Was this how my life would end? I felt very sorry for myself, and also my father. If there’s a next life, I hope it will be better than this one.I heard footsteps coming closer. My heart started pounding. Was this it? Were they coming to kill me?The metal door creaked open. A man in a neat suit walked in. I knew him. He was the one from the cooking test, the one who told me t

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   My little pumpkin

    When I returned to the syndicate’s hotel lodge, Sir Bruno was very agitated waiting for me, his face dark with anger. “Where the hell have you been? I thought you’d gotten yourself killed?” he barked, his voice booming. “I’m sorry, Sir,” I said quickly, trying to steady my trembling voice. “I was locked up in the Bellarico’s cell for two days. Gerrard thought I let an intruder in.” Sir Bruno’s eyes narrowed as he studied me. “Locked up?” he repeated. “And you’re standing here now?” “Yes, Sir. He realized I had nothing to do with it, and let me go,” I explained. Bruno’s expression didn’t soften. Instead, he leaned closer, his sharp gaze piercing. “And how exactly did you convince him to give you your freedom?” I chose my words carefully. “I didn’t have to, Sir. He said he trusted me and even offered me a position as their household chef.” At that, Bruno’s eyebrows shot up. “He gave you the job?” “Yes, Sir,” I replied, trying to sound calm. Bruno stared at me for a long moment,

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Facing his rage

    The next day was calm and lovely. The sun was shining, birds were singing, and the weather was just right. I was enjoying the peaceful morning until my phone rang. Thaddeus. The moment his name appeared, my heart sank.“I hear Gerrard is back from his trip. It's time you start getting us the information we need,” he ordered coldly.“I’m working on it,” I replied, trying to sound confident.“You’d better be, or your father will pay the price,” he warned before ending the call.Tears filled my eyes as I thought about my father. I cried into my pillow, feeling overwhelmed. But after a while, I told myself to stay strong. I got up, took a shower, and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. With the kitchen staff helping me, I decided to prepare one of Gerrard’s favorite dishes; Chilaquiles Verdes.“This looks smells and looks delicious, Miss Lily. Sir Gerrard will love it,” said Luke, the sweetest of the staff, said with a warm smile. He was the first to warm up to me, always eager to le

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Meeting his family

    Gerrard drove us to a place far from town. The silence in the car felt heavy, like he was carrying a weight too big to share. His eyes were fixed on the road, and his hands were steady on the wheel, but I could see a glimpse of sadness in his face.We passed through tall iron gates into a private estate. The guards greeted Gerrard with respect. This must be one of the Bellarico properties. The car stopped, and I looked around, confused. It was just a quiet stretch of land, with nothing but the sound of wind and the rustling trees. Gerrard didn’t move right away. He just sat there, lost in thought, and then he finally turned to me.“We’re here,” he said quietly. He reached into the back seat and brought out a bouquet of flowers I hadn’t noticed before. Whoever we were here to see, they clearly meant a lot to him. I stepped out of the car and followed him.We walked in silence until it hit me. “This is a graveyard,” I whispered.“Yes,” he replied, his voice calm but serious. "My family'

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Silent Tension

    For days now, Gerrard had barely been home. He left early in the morning and came back late at night. Even when he was home, he seemed distant, always on his phone or buried in work. I wasn’t sure if he was avoiding me, but I knew one thing: I had to talk to him. My dad’s life was in danger. Thaddeus had made it clear that if I didn’t get what they needed, my dad would pay the price. I turned off my phone to avoid Thaddeus’s endless calls and messages. But I knew time was running out. I decided to cook a big dinner and wait for Gerrard. That night, Gerrard came home late. The house was quiet except for the ticking of the clock. Everyone else was asleep, but I stayed up, determined to talk to him. His footsteps echoed down the hallway as Gilmore, the chief of staff, helped him inside. When Gerrard finally appeared, his shirt was untucked, and I could smell a faint trace of whiskey. Gilmore took his things and disappeared down the hall. “My lovely chef,” Gerrard greeted with a smil

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   The threat

    Gerrard’s jaw tightened as he looked at me, his voice cracking. “You have a boyfriend, Lily?”A knot twisted in my stomach. “He’s not my boyfriend,” I said quickly, trying to keep my voice steady. “He’s just... someone I used to know. We just had a drink, that’s all.”Brenda’s smirk grew. “Oh, really? He seemed pretty close to you, Miss Lily.”“That’s enough, Brenda,” Gerrard said sharply. “You’re dismissed.”Brenda hesitated, clearly enjoying the drama, but finally left, shutting the door behind her. The room went quiet except for the sound of Gerrard pacing. He stopped and faced me, his eyes unreadable. “Who was he?”“Just an old friend,” I said, trying to sound casual. “It’s not what you think.”“I don’t like secrets, Lily,” he said firmly. “Especially not in my house.”I swallowed hard. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know he would come looking for me.”Gerrard studied me for a moment. “Is he courting you?” he asked, trying to sound casual.I couldn’t hide my surprise. “Of course not. I don’

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  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Truce

    Victor kept staring at me, his face hard to read."You have to let me talk to him," I begged. "If you don’t, he’ll just get hurt again."Victor hesitated, his jaw tight. He knew I was right.With a deep breath, he finally nodded. "Go."I didn’t wait. I ran straight to the warehouse under the casino, where Gerrard’s men were getting ready for war.-----The air inside was heavy with tension, filled with the smell of sweat and gunpowder. At the center of it all stood Gerrard, fastening a gun holster around his waist, his face serious.I stepped forward. "Gerrard, don’t do this."He didn’t stop what he was doing. "Magnus won’t stop unless I finish this.""Then capture him. Make him talk. But don’t kill him," I said firmly.Gerrard looked at me, frustration in his eyes. "And what if letting him live makes him come back stronger? What if he takes more from me?""Then let’s make sure he has no reason to come back."He clenched his jaw, thinking.Then, finally, he sighed. "Fine. I’ll take hi

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Stirring up the storm

    For the first time in a long while, things were calm. Peaceful. Gerrard and I had finally found our rhythm, lost in the fire of our romance, bound by an undeniable spark.I had never felt so loved before. Gerrard was everything I had ever wanted, passionate, intense, and utterly devoted. He knew how to love me, how to unravel me, how to make me crave him more. Every touch, every whispered promise left me yearning for more.But no matter how much I tried to surrender to the moment, a sense of unease coiled inside me like a serpent lying in wait. Magnus was still out there, lurking in the shadows, and the weight of my secret pressed heavier on my chest with each passing day.Still, I told myself to enjoy the moment while it lasted.The Calm Before the StormThat morning, fully recovered, Gerrard was preparing to return to work. I stood in the bedroom doorway, arms crossed, watching him button up his crisp white shirt. His movements were steady, efficient, like a man who was used to bein

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   You are mine

    I paced the bedroom, my heart was pounding. Gerrard’s words kept playing in my head. "I’m going to destroy them all, Lily. No more comebacks. No more threats. This ends with me." I couldn’t let that happen. My hands shook as I scrolled through my contacts. I hesitated for a second. Then I pressed the call button. The phone rang twice before a familiar, warm voice answered. “Lily, dear? Is everything alright?” I swallowed hard. “Mama Rosie, I need your help. It’s about Gerrard.” --- That evening, Gerrard walked into the room. His sharp eyes landed on me. Before he could speak, I took a deep breath. “Someone wants to talk to you.” I held out my phone. His eyebrows pulled together in confusion, but when he saw the name on the screen, something in his face softened. “Mama Rosie,” he said. “My pumpkin,” she greeted, her voice warm. “How have you been?” “Can’t complain,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “How’s vacation?” She chuckled. “It’s going well, but why have

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Love and fear

    The heat between us was impossible to ignore, I pulled closer to Gerrard as our lips moved together. His hands ran over my skin, sending warmth through my body. I melted into him, lost in the way he made me feel, until my hand accidentally touched his injured shoulder.He sucked in a sharp breath, as his body tensing under me.I froze. “Gerrard,” I whispered, guilt washing over me. “Did I hurt you?”He let out a slow breath and shook his head. “It’s fine.”But I knew it wasn’t. He was pretending to be okay, but I could see the truth.I swallowed hard. “I should go. You need to rest.”Before I could move, his fingers wrapped around my wrist, firm but gentle.“Stay,” he said quietly, his eyes locked on mine. “Sleep here tonight.”I hesitated for only a second. I couldn’t bring myself to walk away from him again.I nodded and slipped back under the covers, curling into him. My head rested on his chest, the steady beat of his heart calming me. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me close

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   You're still here

    Victor fired a fast shot, hitting the man who had shot at Gerrard. The other attackers jumped into their car and sped away, still shooting as they escaped. Victor and his men fired back, bullets flying in every direction. The loud gunshots made my ears ring, but I couldn’t focus on anything except Gerrard.He was on the ground, bleeding, his face was pale and lifeless. My heart pounded with fear. He looked really bad.Victor cursed and quickly knelt beside him. He ripped his shirt into strips and pressed them against the wound to stop the bleeding. Gerrard groaned in pain, his breathing weak.“Stay with me, man,” Victor said, his voice tight with worry.One of the men ran to the car and threw the door open. “We have to leave now!”Victor nodded and, with another man’s help, lifted Gerrard off the ground and they carried him to the car. My chest felt tight as I watched helplessly as they laid him on the backseat.“Drive!” Victor shouted.The tires screeched as we sped off into the nigh

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   The ambush

    "No. Why would I?" I fought to keep my voice steady. Gerrard’s dark eyes studied me carefully, his expression was unreadable. "I know you saw..." His words trailed off. He exhaled sharply, looking away. "You shouldn’t have seen that."I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Gerrard, I’d like to go home… Please." My voice barely rose above a whisper.He was silent for a long moment, then finally nodded. "Okay. I’ll call one of the drivers to take you home."-----Back at the house, I went straight to my room, I shut the door behind me without a word to anyone. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the memory. The gunshot. The blood. The way Gerrard had pulled the trigger so effortlessly, like it was nothing.I had thought Bruno was cruel. But Gerrard? This side of him was something else entirely.Bruno had once warned me: Don’t be fooled, Lily. He’s just as cruel, maybe even more.He had always been like this, but I had allowed my feelings to cloud my judgment. He was the leade

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Fear of the darkness

    I stopped at a department store on my way back and bought some food. I wanted everything to look normal. If anyone asked, I had just gone shopping. That was all. But when the taxi dropped me off at the gate, I felt something was wrong. The security guards stood up straight when they saw me. One of them spoke into his walkie-talkie, then nodded for me to go inside. Inside, the feeling was worse. The staff stared at me like I was a lost child who had just come home. My stomach felt tight under their eyes. Then I saw Gilmore. He let out a breath, like a babysitter who had found a missing kid. And then, Gerrard. He walked toward me fast, his footsteps loud. His face was full of anger. Before I could move, he grabbed my arms—too hard. "Where did you go?" he asked, his voice sharp. I flinched. His fingers pressed into my skin. "I... I just—" His eyes looked into mine. I saw something in them, but I didn’t know what it was. "You disappeared, Lily. Do you know how dangerous that was

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   Fighting back

    I rushed into the room, my heart was racing as I grabbed my phone, I dialed Thaddeus.His line was off.I tried again. And again. Nothing.I felt a cold dread all over me. This couldn’t be happening. Just when I thought I was finally safe, Thaddeus had to go and get himself caught. If they had him, how long before he spilled everything?“Damn it!” I held the phone so hard my fingers hurt.Then there was a knock on the door. I jumped in fear.I forced down my fear, and opened the door.Gilmore stood there, calm as ever, holding a food tray.“You should eat something, Miss Lily,” he said.Eat? I felt like I was going to throw up. But I forced a smile. I had to act normal.“Thank you, Gilmore,” I said. My voice sounded steadier than I felt. “I should have helped with the food. Sorry.”He gave a small nod, placed the tray on the table, and left.The second the door clicked shut, I let out a shaky breath.I needed to think fast.I needed to escapeI couldn’t stay. If they figured out my pa

  • THE MAFIA CHEF   The beginning of war

    The shock of the news of Gerrard’s possible demise left me frozen, I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, I just sat there, numb. It was Gilmore’s persistent calls that finally pulled me out of my daze.He must be here.I checked out of the hotel and met him outside where he had been waiting. I climbed into the car, and without a word, he drove off as if trying to outrun the inevitable.“What you said on the phone… Gerrard… is he…” I couldn’t complete it, I broke down in tears.“Hey, hey…” Gilmore reached over, squeezing my arm reassuringly. “We don’t know for sure. So, calm down.”I shook my head, I knew. If Gerrard hadn’t come back by now, he wasn’t coming back at all.I buried my face in my hands, sobbing softly as Gilmore drove us to Gerrard’s safe house, the place where I had first met him. I looked at house, the whole memory came back, I hated Gerrard then, he was so rude and arrogant, but over time, I saw the truth. He was a man who had been through hell, who had lost his way.And no

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