Chapter 1:

Seven years later….

"Chris, the shipment is ready for pickup." Mario reported to the Comare as she sat in her office, smoking a cigarette.  

"Mmmm." She hummed in response. 

She didn't talk much. She was more business than friendly… Even though she was a woman, she still exuded power and dominance. 

This woman was none other than Christina Walker, the Mafia Queen Comare. 

She had grown into a highly charming woman and was able to arouse deep desires in any man she wanted but she was too busy building her father’s business having taken over from Victor at the first chance she got. 

At 18, he became very afraid of her and ran like a fat penguin with its short legs unable to carry its body. 

She let him go because of the love she had for her father otherwise, he deserved nothing but to be dipped in a drum of concentrated acid. 

"I’m getting everything ready. Please do join me in the garden." Mario said in reverence. Although he was her second in command and a man, he never once tried to show his masculinity in front of her.  

This was why she liked him.

He was the brains of her operations. A very serious no nonsense kind of guy. When it came to executing his duties he was a very precise killer and never let an enemy go scot free.

She put out her cigarette and grabbed her two gold crested guns. Then she put on her leather jacket which complimented her blue jeans and white vest with black ankle boots. 

Never wore heavy makeup, just lips and brows, off she went to meet her clients...

 

In the middle of the rose garden, Christina’s father built a beautiful white chalet which he used to conduct his business. In it there were cream white sofa chairs, a simple black table and one executive black chair which was her seat. 

"Good evening gents, let's get down to business as we should not waste each other's time." Mario pulled out the chair for Christina to sit in. 

She removed her guns from the back of her pants and placed them on the table. This move always intimidated her enemies.

"I mean no disrespect but we are here to meet comare Chris for this business deal ma'am." One of the men said with fear in his eyes.

Mario was about to give them an answer but Christina stopped him by raising her hand and gave the 3 men a smirk.

"Do you know what comare means?" She asked, leaning forward towards them.

"Isn't Chris a man's name?" Another man answered with a question.

"You are very funny men and I like you." Christina said as she gave out a sexy laugh.

“Let me reintroduce myself, my name is Christina walker also known as comare Chris by my men. I’m the godmother in my cartel.”

All the 3 men's jaws dropped in surprise.

"You are Mr Walker's daughter? Wow… we thought Victor Walker killed you and comare Chris took over the business. Well, what a turn of events then." The older man amongst them said.

 Mario who flanked Christina’s side giggled at their thoughts on who comare Chris really is…

"Well, gentlemen, are you still willing to do business with a woman or not?"

The 3 men started to whisper among themselves and one finally said, "if you did not supply fully baked goods we would have taken our business elsewhere but you are the best supplier on the market right now."

"Good." Christina replied in a stern cold voice.

"How many goods will you be purchasing today?" It was Mario who asked this time since he knew his boss didn’t like talking much. 

“We want 20 fully baked goods,” the men replied.

Mario nodded and handed them an invoice. 

“Our price is $500000 per cake.”

In this business, they always spoke in code just in case the dealings reached the wrong ears. If they talked with a front of selling baked items, prying eyes wouldn’t know what they are really talking about. Besides, who is going to arrest you for selling baked goods?

The Walker cartel’s real business was trafficking men from the age of 18 to 30. The ones who showed loyalty and strength were trained to be cold hearted killers and the remaining ones were sold as sex slaves to Christina’s beautiful clients to satisfy their sexual fantasies.

“Ten million dollars for everything.” Before the men could respond, Christina stood and instructed Mario to finish up with them as she had another trade to attend to.

"Thank you for your time." The youngest man stood up as he put out his hand to request for Christina’s. 

Dropping her gaze, she stared at the hand briefly and scoffed internally. 

This was not a foreign sight. Men always did this when they saw her face. That man had fallen for her charms but she wasn’t interested in him. 

She wanted someone who is not going to be intimidated by her or her cartel. 

Christina graced him with her hand. The man quickly took the chance to kiss it and introduced himself as Jack. But she just gave him a nod and grabbed her guns before walking away…

As she took steady steps, her mind was reeling with thoughts. She was lonely and she needed to be loved by the right man but most men were either after her life, or money and she could smell such men from a mile away. 

"I miss you papa." Christina whispered to herself as she entered the house and made herself comfortable in a secret room where she could see her buyers but they could not see her…

Meanwhile, beautiful rich women walked into the living room of the mansion and occupied all the seats but one. 

These women's ages ranged between 55 to 70 being the oldest. They were dressed in posh outfits, gold and diamonds jewellery was spotted on each one of them.

"Good evening ladies. Let's get down to business. May the best bid win." Mario said after instructing the soldiers take care of the baked good buyers.  

The first man was taken to the middle and told to drop his towels. This action excited the ladies as they started to talk rapidly and whistle in excitement like small girls.

"He is mine ladies." One of them shouted on top of her voice.

"Calm down ladies, this one starts at $250000. Can I get a higher offer?” Mario said as he led the auction. 

"$300000." Responded one of them.

"$400000." Another shouted

“$600000." Another stood up to show interest.

"Going once, twice and sold at $600000." Mario concluded the sale. The man was dragged off the platform and told to follow her buyer…

At that point, all the men standing in the corner in towels knew what was in store for them and a sliver of fear went through them but they had no way of escaping. 

"Every merchandise sold must be tested by the buyer if you so wish to." 

A sign post was written at the exit of the mansion. The woman was handed a small finger size remote as she headed up stairs to one of the suites to test her product. 

"If he tries anything funny, press this button and an electric shock will shock him through the collar in his neck. He will know never to try it again." Said one of the guards.

"Hope it doesn't kill him before I put him to use tonight." She replied…

She got to her suite and told the man to please her…

"I won't hesitate to press this button or shout for help if you try anything funny. I own you now so you must do as I say." Said the madam to the young man.

"What's your name?" She asked him while stroking his hair and touching his firm body in inspection.

"Roy." He said with a stammer in his voice.

"And how old are you my darling.?" She queried. 

"27 ma'am." Said Roy.

"Don't be scared Roy. All I want you to do is tie me with this rope to the bed and start teasing me, kissing me all over my body especially on my cookie then I am going to lay flat on my stomach so that you fuck me hard from behind…say some nasty things and choke me lightly. Later, turn me on my back and fuck me missionary style while playing with my clitoris…if you make me squirt, I will reward your hard work. Is that clear my boy?" The woman asked while eyeing the man hungrily.

"Yes ma'am." Roy responded reluctantly. 

"Good, let's get started then." The woman said with a bright crimson face.

The sale continued as the highest bid fetched as high as one and half million dollars on one sale…

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At the same time, far away from the mansion, a young handsome man walked into the police station. He went straight to the chief’s office and reported in. 

“Operation 102 is ready to commence sir! I will do everything it takes to bring down the Chris Cartel and its leader.” 

He brought down his hand from his salut and a small smirk crossed his lips. After many month’s of chasing info about the notorious Chris Cartel, there was finally some progress to the case. 

He was going to crumble it from the inside out…