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Afanasiia closed the door of the closet and moved to her sister’s room. Without knocking she entered the room and shouted, “Yeka! What are you doing? We are late for dinner, let’s go!” “Get out! I am talking to my friends,” nine-year-old Yekaterina shouted at Afanasiia and threw a pillow at her which Afanasiia caught easily with just one hand. Afanasiia said nothing. She just raised one of her eyebrows and stared at Yekaterina. She understood that she had no choice but to listen to her sister. She never understood why everyone was scared of Afanasiia. She never saw her raising her voice at anyone. She never saw her scolding anyone. Yet everyone would walk on eggshells around her. She just knew her sister would travel around the world for some “business”. What she worked on, Yekaterina had no knowledge of that. Even if she asked, Afanasiia would say that after she grows up, she would tell her everything. She just knew that her father and sister worked together, and they had their own
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The second hand of the clock kept ticking and ticking and Stephan grew nervous and nervous. He was given one job, one job and he was not sure if he would succeed. He kept gulping and gulping and staring at his wristwatch. He knew it was his day to die, either Tikhon would kill him or Afanasiia. Tikhon, Afanasiia, and Stephan were on the patio enjoying a nutty, earthy cigar and delicious vodka. Afanasiia was only 19 years old, yet she was treated as an adult in that house. She had a say in everything, every decision. She was not only skilful, but she was also extremely intelligent. Everyone knew she was going to be the next Supreme Boss after Tikhon would retire. They were on the patio away from all the women of the house as they had to discuss the terms and conditions of the new contract the Heeler received. Frenwan Cosca wanted to kill the son of a politician to show the politician what SMS was capable of. To control the father, they were going after the son. While they were going
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Afanasiia stood before her closet and placed the blood-soaked silver heels in their place. He kept staring at the heels for a long time. The content face of Samiul kept haunting her. He was at peace while dying but her heart was in chaos. Her father made her kill the love of her life. He never thought she could fall in love with anyone. But Samiul was special. He was kind, smart and treated Afanasiia as a girl and not a killer even after she told him everything. Why she told him everything, why she trusted him, she had no idea. Maybe it was love. She still remembered how one day she was tasked to take care of the consignment. There were no vigilantes wrong against SMS then. Only a few policemen were blackmailing SMS to get the products across the borders. All were taking the fat out of the milk for themselves. So, Tikhon sent Afanasiia to teach them a lesson. She reached the ports after the men and women were already loaded in the trucks. She sat in the driver’s seat and started the
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Fuming in anger, Renata was pacing up and down in her room. Severino tried to make her eat something, but she was not opening her door. The flashes of what happened last night kept creeping into her brain.How Stephan ran his hands over her arms, how he pulled her closer and kissed her neck and breast, how he kept tearing away at her clothes, how he put his hands over her thighs, how Michelangelo barged in, how he just shot him between the eyes, everything was fresh in her mind.Now she knew why Michelangelo kept calling her a liar, a betrayer. He thought she slept with other men. How could he think like that? Didn’t he trust her? He trusted the word of his brother, that asshole, who kidnapped her and threw her to wolves?What photographs was he talking about? What was in those photographs? How could he trust some photographs? Well, if it would have been her, she too would have trusted her eyes. But photos can be photoshopped, did he check the authenticity before hating her?He turned
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