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The Punches
“You!!!” Michelangelo was taken aback. “You did all that!” he was already frozen but every word out of Yoshiro’s mouth gave him a shocking shock.
“You were the one behind every attack? You killed Xiaojian? What is wrong with you?” shouted Michelangelo.“Don’t lecture me, I know you want to be the Supreme Boss too,” said Yoshiro.“You are wrong, I don’t. If you are doing this because you think I want to be Boss, don’t. I never want to be the Supreme Boss. Please let everyone go,” said Michelangelo.“You think I am fool? Tikhon Boss liked you. I could see in his eyes,” said Yoshiro.“What the hell are you talking about?” shouted Michelangelo.“You have taken steps to start making money. Don’t deny it. That’s why you approached her. She will work on your business and that will make more money for you,” said Yoshiro.“You idiot! That is my business. I have always been working on my business. Are you really out of your minRelated chapters
The Auction Ring The Caress
Renata grabbed Michelangelo’s hand and caressed it softly. Michelangelo was angry at Yoshiro, but the moment Renata touched him, he melted. His anger went out the window and he sweetly looked at Renata who was caressing his hands. Michelangelo looked at his hand, the brass knuckles had bruised his hands as well. There were a few cuts too. “I am fine,” said Michelangelo. “No, you are not. You are hurt. You are hurt because of us,” said Renata with tears in her eyes. “Are you kidding me? You are hurt because of me,” said Michelangelo and touched her cheeks carefully. He didn’t want to hurt her even more. Yet she flinched with pain. “Girls! Are you alright?” asked Michelangelo. All nodded at him. They were too shocked to speak. “Sev! Take care of them. I will deal with him,” said Michelangelo and grabbed Yoshiro by his hair. “But your hand…” protested Renata. “I will take care of it, I promise,” he softly placed the back of his hand on her cheek and caressed it again. “You have to
The Auction Ring The Fanasi's Fault
Tikhon was pacing up and down in the hall of his huge mansion. His hands kept going to his moustache and he kept twisting the end of his handlebar. He was under the radar of the Interpol. He was questioned all day, all night the previous day by the police. He was furious. On one side he had to deal with the police and on the other, he had to deal with the repercussions of the nominations. Someone was ending the competition and he had no idea. He had to find out soon. That competition made everyone aware of the SMS. He just wanted an heir but now every eye was on SMS and its dealing. He didn’t like that at all. The mafia syndicate was hidden from the world. They were doing their job easily and silently. But because of his branding every slave and then killing of those slaves brought everything to light. Maybe his retirement was going to bring his downfall. He was strict while handling the business and knew he had to show his strict self to everyone again. How dare someone defy him? W
The Auction Ring The Remorse
Michelangelo didn’t want to know what Tikhon was going to do with Yoshiro. He had no interest in that. He only wanted to race back to his girl. He had no concern for Yoshiro or Tikhon, he only had concern for Renata and her injuries. He saw with his own eyes how Yoshiro treated her. He wanted to give her his shoulder to cry on. He moved towards his car and took half his team with him. The rest of the team was taking care of Yoshiro’s goons. They too had to face the wrath of Tikhon with their master, Yoshiro. Michelangelo soon reached Renata’s house where he saw Severino taking care of the girls, and everyone was patched up. Police were still there trying to get statements from everyone. The girls knew only about the assault and not the killings. They were too distraught after they heard that Yoshiro killed every guard. Valentina was sobbing on Hazel’s shoulder and talking with the police. “Everyone out!” commanded Michelangelo. All looked at him and within seconds the house was emp
The Auction Ring The Request
Michelangelo and Severino were staring at the girls who had their mouths open and eyes widened with shock. They were oblivious to the world around them. They were in the smack middle of the mafia world, and they had no idea about it. Hell, they were almost killed by one of the members of the mafia. “You are kidding, right?” asked Ambrosia. Even the fearless gulped with fear. “I wish I was kidding. I am sorry again,” said Michelangelo. “Get out! Get out! Now!!!” shouted Hazel. Michelangelo looked at Renata. She opened her mouth, but her lips quivered, and nothing came out of her mouth. Was she trying to stop him? Was she trying to send him away too? “Hazel?” Severino was shocked. “You knew if you got involved with us, that might hurt us, that might come to bite us in the ass. We were held at gunpoint. He hit us, he assaulted Ren, and all you can say is sorry. We are thankful that you helped us, saved us but that does not make everything right,” said Hazel. “Hazel!” exclaimed Same
The Auction Ring The Fear of Yoshiro
Beaten and bruised Yoshiro reached his home. He had a humiliating day. He lost to Michelangelo and didn’t even get the girl. Moreover, he was exiled from SMS. He could never get a favour from any member of SMS and had to let go of his every Odal. He knew his father was going to shout at him for being reckless and not sharing any information with him. Moreover, Cheng was going to kill him. He knew he could take on Cheng but messing with a Consigliere was not good for anyone. One by one his Odals were leaving his house as they were given orders by Yoshiro’s father. Tikhon was angry at him for launching an attack on his own people just to win the Supreme Boss position. He even killed someone that Tikhon never saw coming. Yoshiro sat down on his couch with a drink in his hand and looked at his empty house. There was no one standing next to him or taking orders from him. Everyone left him alone. Neither his father nor his mother were with him. Everyone was given strict instructions to no
The Auction Ring The Leader
Everything was silent for Yoshiro. There was no pain, no noise, no movement for quite some time. Soon he felt the pain rushing over him. He tried opening his eyes, but it was hard. Even after he opened his eyes everything was dark. He could hear something sloshing around him. Was he close to a water body? His head was ready to split open with pain. He knew it was the pain that started from his nose and extended to his head. He lifted his hands to rub his forehead, but his hands stopped midway with a jerk. With his right hand, his left hand moved too and then he sensed the rope that bound his hands and legs. Everything was dark, something was close to his ears. He took a deep whiff of his surroundings but there was no smell. Where was he? He could hear but not smell. He could feel but not see. He lifted his hands and tried to touch the side of his surroundings. Just a few inches up he could touch something metallic. He tapped and he heard the sound. He was inside a metallic box. He t
The Auction Ring The Fight
The leader always had a smirk on their face. No matter what Yoshiro said or what the leader replied the smile went nowhere. It was like that smile was to taunt Yoshiro and to show him who was superior and who should be afraid of whom. The leader cracked their knuckles and neck and stared directly into Yoshiro’s face. “Before we decide to fight you, let me tell you one more thing. Then you can decide if you want to fight me.” The leader went close to his ears and whispered something. “What? No… no… that is… impossible,” Yoshiro almost forgot how to breathe. He was on his knees yet tried to get away from the leader. The vigilante behind him stopped him and made him face the leader. He started hyperventilating. “Oh, you lost all your confidence. We should not have told you that, right?” teased the leader. “You are lying. You are lying!!!” shouted Yoshiro. “That is impossible.” “Nothing is impossible. Untie him, he will fight me,” said the leader. “No, no, no, stop, stop,” shouted Yo
The Auction Ring The Punishment
Michelangelo reached his home with a long face. He knew why the girls threw him out of their house but why did they have to do that? He had lost so many friends like that. That was one of the reasons he hated his Mafia life. He was kind and polite and full of life and people loved to do friendship with him but when they would get to know about the family he belonged to, they distanced themselves. He always wanted an out. He thought his company would give an out, but he was wrong. His father started using that company for his own purposes. Every bid for construction was given to Michelangelo. At first, he protested but when he got to know that Tikhon was involved, he kept quiet. He didn’t want his father or his family to be harmed. He took off his jacket and threw it over his couch. He went to his fridge and took out a whole tray of ice. After dumping the ice on the kitchen towel, he first iced his hands. He sighed with relief for a second and again his heart started aching. Why wasn
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