Valerie was paralyzed for some seconds. She had expected some disgusting old looking man to be the head of such a vile association that trafficked girls, and forced them into prostitution. But no! She was dead wrong. Standing in front of her with his hand in the pocket of his pants, was a man, a gorgeous man. He was tall, almost 6 ft 9 by the looks of it. He appeared much older than the innocent looking young lady, who couldn't look away from him. His sophisticated, dark exterior, made him appear superior to every other ordinary person. Jolene found Marco cute, but this man here, clearly God took his time creating him. She was jealous, so jealous of his thick eyebrows and long lashes, was it even possible that he had all that when he was not a female? His dark, tousled hair hung down his shoulders, it was such a contrast to his icy blue eyes. Hence, he looked more of a supermodel, than actually a thug It was really hard for her to believe that he was part of something so… sinful.
The Blacksmiths Organization.Brazil.9:50pm."Where is he?" Mr.B asked his secretary, who hasn't said anything yet about the agent sent on the mission to kill Angelo Castillo, the Big boss of the Jade Dragon Mafia, one that they didn't know if it was successful or not, because his tracker wasn't showing anymore.Mrs. Eve sent an ambivalent look at her boss, which made the man know that she had nothing. He grunted in anger before storming his way outside the office and into the security room, where the agent's in charge of keeping track of their people were working.No one knew who started the Blacksmiths Organization, neither did anyone of them know who funded the activities. The organization was sworn to secrecy and every single agent had a role to perform.The Blacksmiths swore in people who had nothing, people that had nobody to look for them if they went missing. So, it was much easier not to have anything holding them down, for any mission. They are barbaric, cruel and heartles
"She's proving stubborn and stupid." Donovan muttered to himself, the moment they came out of the dungeon room with Marco behind him. Blood trickled down his face, his shirt was soaked. The blood belonged to the woman inside and it didn't bother him.Rather, it tickled Donovan's fancy that despite what he had done to her, she still maintained the same lie that she had given him in the first place, about not having any idea what she was being asked of, and why she was here. It was a great insult to him, and he didn't waste time turning to face Marco."Cut the light off in the room, and lower the temperature, let's see how far she can go with that lie of hers." He said lastly, before leaving for his room where he found Candy, lying stark naked on his bed and that made him angry.A woman like her doesn't deserve his bed. At this point, he's reminded of the fact that he needed to put her in her place, but has been too busy to do that for days."Master, you are back." He heard her speak,
"Something's wrong, she's not picking up." Jolene told Tommy, who as well was calling Valerie's phone, it's ringing but no one was picking up. They were supposed to meet up after work, and it's just barely nine in the night. Jolene knew that she signed out for work early today, just to meet her father based on her concerns about her twin sister, Vanessa. Jolene never really liked Vanessa and neither did Tommy.Vanessa might have been the eldest, but she doesn't act like one. All she brings to the table is to get both Chad and Valerie, concerned about her whereabouts, while she's out doing god knows what.Yeah, according to Valerie she brings the money, but Valerie stopped using her money because she didn't know the source, that's why she's working hard to provide for herself and Chad. All they could do was to be right there for her as a friend, and support to the best they can. But right now, they were worried that something was wrong with her."She's not picking mine either, she mi
The history of the jade Dragons and how they got to the top of the food chain, at the underworld, was a detailed story and a long one to tell. It was said that Mario Castillo, Donovan's great great grandfather, was friends with the great five emperors of china.So, the family's wealth wasn't something that occured newly, it was handed down from generation down to Donovan, who was now in charge. All those times his ancestors are in charge, things didn't get as messy as it was right now, in his time.But the point is that, he won't give his enemies the privilege of dwelling in the fact that they had the Castillo family where they were. The biggest enemy the Castillo's had was the Vasilli family.The half Italian, half America.They controlled the business in Spain, Dubai and a few other countries that weren't their own, Italy. No, in as much as The Castillo's are here, their business in Sicily was much more advanced and ongoing, they had people working for them.Another reason why they w
It's been days! Valerie couldn't count how many days, hours, minutes that had gone by since she's been locked up, in this dark prison. She has gotten used to it and at the same time developed a fear for the dark. Just the squeaking of rats, and other insects that crawled over her body, the night those men had beaten her up, for what she has no idea about. She was surprised that she didn't bleed to death, nobody came for her rescue. Nobody believed her! Despite the fact that she has nothing to do with these people, they weren't willing to listen to her. Just the thought of what they will do to Chad if the other guy, who she knew as Marco, finds out his relationship with her. She's scared, because she doesn't know whether Jolene's father will be able to protect him. She's got nothing, all she has right now is loneliness and the darkness that seemed to be her only friend. At some point, she was sure that they had left her to die, her wounds were now infected and the dungeon smelt bad.
In a secluded area late in the night, two sleek Audi A4 was parked in the middle of a field, whereas a young man was kneeling on the floor, he was beaten up brutally while another figure was standing over him, dressed up in black, black gloves on his hands while holding a loaded gun. He was wearing a mask, to hide his face from the scared young man, who only knew that his situation had worsened, seeing the situation he was in. The young man sat up on his knees with discomfort, blood was running out of his open wounds which were inflicted by the non smiling face of the other man, looking at him, waiting for him to say his last prayer before he ended his life. "I..did as you asked of me, the Castillo's were inside the building before it went off. I did my job, why am i here?" He asked, apparently the young man was a hired mercenary in the street, hired to get rid of Angelo Castillo. He was still trying to explain, before Ambrose, the man who was standing over him, took out his phone
"You have the wrong sister!" Despite the fact that there's no way, the young girl in there will lie to him about such a crucial matter. Donovan still believed that she was lying, and Marco was lying too when he said that he couldn't find anything on her. Just looking at her information and pictures of her, with the young child that she lived with, who Marco has gone to bring over for a little chit chat, since that's the only way that the assassin will be willing to speak up. Donovan was still conflicted. He pushed the stick of cigarettes to his mouth, as his mind remembered the way those unique eyes of Valerie Blackfield, that's her name lied to him, because after doing his very personal investigation, he figured out that there's nothing on Vanessa Blackfield. No, Vanessa Blackfield didn't exist, he didn't know if that was something to suspect, and believe that Marco had done a shitty job by bringing an innocent woman into his cruel world. But now, he didn't care. If there wa