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17 ~ Wait And Watch
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{EXPLICIT SCENE AHEAD}“And you…” Marshall ranted. “You couldn't find her? She's just a fucking weak female.” He shouted before he shot one of his associates who stood a few metres away from him in the head. Marshall had an outburst after he clearly instructed his men to kidnap Brinda however they couldn't. He wanted to use her as a pawn to get Francesco to subject to his clutches. “And you?” Marshall turned sharply to the other man. The man shook his head and stretched his arms to Marshall, pleading. “You deserve death.” Marshall predicted before he shot the man in the head too. The man let out a loud cry before he dropped dead. The third man in the room quietly went on his knees. “Don… I will get her next time. Right from this minute, I will search for her.” Marshall smirked before he shot the man in the chest and it missed no way to his heart. “I don't give second chances as I'm not a fan of it.” He retired to his sofa and crossed his legs over the center table. “Scar!” A few
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{EXPLICIT SCENE AHEAD}Alice tightened her hold on Marshal's head while he sucked the hell out of her pussy. “Yes, Don. Fuck!!! Yes, I love it. Don't stop.” Marshall, as if he was her puppet obliged to her request and opened her folds more with his fingers and continued to ignite the pleasure he was giving her. “Yes, Don. This is so good. This is so healthy. I want more. Ah…” Alice kept on saying a lot of dirty words while she stirred her hips on the table. “Do you like how I am sucking you off?” Marshall asked suddenly, stopping the intense moment. “Why the hell did you stop, Don? I was having the best moment of my life.” She groaned. “Get back at it, Don.” She added. Then, to spice her words up, she took her left hand to her right nipple and started running it gently while her mouth formed an o-shape. “You are so fucking nasty, bitch!” Marshall commented with a sly grin on his face. “Yes, I love it when you call me ‘bitch’. Please, call me once more.” Alice begged while almost
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BrindaHot tears flowed out of my eyes as I watched Marshall storm away after letting me suffer. What kind of man is he? I can't believe he was the one I fell in love with years ago. If I'm talking about Marshall, what about Francesco? He was my first love and yet he betrayed me. Not only did he betray me, he used me. Such a horrible life I have got!I felt a gentle touch on my left hand where the tea spilled on. I turned sharply, forgetting my sorrow. And there he was… Francesco. He was already knelt in front of me and in his hands was a first aid box. He had a ‘sorry’ look on his face and my heart fluttered a little. “I'm sorry. I… I was unaware that he could do such a thing.” He said apologetically. Is this a new Francesco? What the fuck? He just yelled at me a few minutes ago before I went to get the tea. “There is no need to apologize. He simply added to the wounds you caused me. He isn't at fault.” I said, looking away trying to avoid his pity gaze. “Will you keep quie
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The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 75 ~ Body And Soul, She Belongs To Me
FrancescoThe morning light filtered through the curtains, but peace didn’t follow it. As I descended the stairs, the moment my foot hit the last step, I saw them.Bullet. Guerrero. Brinda.She was at the center of it all, like the sun around which everyone revolved — even when she was chaos.They were gathered in the living room with some of my men. But the moment I walked in, silence sliced through the room like a guillotine. Their formation shifted. Their conversation snapped shut like a forbidden book.I didn’t need to ask. I knew.Brinda hadn’t liked the finality in my voice yesterday. I knew her too well — and now, I saw it clearly. She must have called them. She was going to take the Santinis down herself if I didn’t move fast enough.I scanned the room, eyes locking onto the one person I could never seem to control — her.She was biting her nails. A nervous tic.I smirked. Got you, Damsel.I
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 74 ~ May The Best Man Win
“Francesco, what do we do now?” Brinda’s voice cracked as she gripped his shoulder, her fingers trembling. “Before we even blink, everything will spiral out of control. We need to plan something big. Something Alessia won’t see coming. It has to catch her off guard… it has to.” Francesco’s jaw clenched, the veins on his neck twitching. His eyes were cold — so cold they looked carved from frozen steel. “I don’t know,” he muttered, his voice low, haunted. “I can’t say this is what we should do. I’m… I’m confused, Brinda. Any wrong step right now could destroy us all. One wrong move, and it’s over.” Brinda exhaled, slowly, almost as if her lungs were caving in. “What if I said I had a plan?” “No.” His response cut the air like a blade. “Whatever you are thinking — keep it locked in your mind. I won’t put anyone at risk again. Enough is enough.” Her eyes burned as she stared at him. “How do you know what I’m thinking, Francesco
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 73 ~ Secrets Of The Black Book
FrancescoMy hands trembled as I placed them on The Black Book.This isn't going to be easy. But I have to do it.I sucked in a sharp breath and flipped open the cover.Deadly Sins. Wild Secrets. Mafia Rules.Do You Dare To Enter?A chill ran down my spine. What the hell does that mean?I swallowed hard and turned the first page.Nothing.A frown creased my forehead. I flipped to the next.Still nothing.Page after page — Blank.My pulse pounded in my ears. No, this had to be some kind of joke. The Black Book — The book so many had bled and died for, the book that could shift the balance of power in the mafia world… was empty?Impossible.Am I the first human to open it? Or had someone else erased its secrets?My left fist clenched, nails biting into my palm as my breathing turned erratic. Rage coiled inside me, hot and uncontrollable, but I for
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 72 ~ I Will Destroy You Both
Brinda slowly climbed out of bed, her pulse hammering against her ribs as a thousand thoughts raced through her mind. If Francesco had truly pranked Marshall and Alessia with The Black Book, then they were walking a razor-thin edge of disaster. She could already picture the storm brewing on the horizon, a tempest of blood and vengeance waiting to swallow them whole.She turned sharply toward him, her voice low, uncertain. “Is this really The Black Book?”Francesco, lounging against the headboard, stretched his arm out lazily, dangling the infamous book between his fingers. A knowing smirk played on his lips. “Why don’t you check for yourself?”Hesitant yet eager, Brinda stepped forward and took the book from him, her fingers grazing his for a fleeting second. She let out a sharp breath, the weight of secrets pressing against her chest. When she was satisfied, a bright smile of relief tugged at her lips, though it quickly faded into susp
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 71 ~ Live In The Moment, Don
Brinda carefully assisted Francesco, guiding his battered body until he sat upright beside her on the bed. His muscles tensed with the effort, but she was there, her touch light yet steady. As soon as he was settled, she curled into his arms, her body melting against his as if she belonged nowhere else. He pulled her in, his hold instinctively protective, like he was cradling something precious — Something he couldn’t afford to lose again.Their heartbeats found a rhythm, syncing in the quiet intimacy of the moment.“I never thought you would come to save me,” Brinda murmured against his chest, her voice still hoarse but gaining strength. “I thought you wouldn’t want to.”Francesco inhaled sharply, his fingers absently threading through her hair, twining the strands around his calloused fingertips. The weight of her words settled deep in his chest.“You should know better,” he muttered, his voice edged with quiet reprimand. “You should k
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 70 ~ A Step Into The Unknown
Seconds have turned to minutes and minutes have turned to hours and hours have turned to days since Francesco had brought Brinda back to the Dante's mansion. Elizabeth, on the other hand has not returned from her sexcapades while Guerrero has been in charge of Francesco's men who had returned after they heard of the return of The Mafia's Black Rose. Bullet had also urged Francesco to get more women to work in the house, especially in the kitchen. The food cooked by Francesco’s men is nothing to write home about. Bullet had also started to forget about her lover, Mark while she was also saddled with the responsibility of taking care of Brinda. Francesco had also gone back to work to attend to a lot of work he had left undone. He struck a deal with Charlotte Kavanaugh who seemed delighted to work with Dante Group of Companies. Their life had finally taken a new toll of longing for peace. Alessia, on the other hand, was still
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 69 ~ Thrown Into Oblivion
Francesco alighted from his car as he clutched the black bag to his chest. His eyes were fixed on the red Range Rover parked a few metres from where he was. A few minutes later, Alessia and Marshall emerged from the backseat of the car with smiles radiating on their faces. Francesco’s breathing quickened as he laid his eyes on his once-upon-a-time lover. He studied her for a moment before he concealed his emotions. “Where is The Black Book?” Marshall asked, while he puffed smoke into the air. “Where is she?” Francesco demanded. “I need to see her before dropping the item.”“Trust is essential in our world. By now, you should know that I don't go back on my words.” Alessia spoke up. Francesco glanced at the bag for a moment. Coming alone to get Brinda from the two bloody past friends of his was already a risk. Would he take another risk of dropping The Black Book without seeing Brinda to know if she was still fine?
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 68 ~ Deadly Alliance
“What do you say about the deal?” Leopard Russo’s voice echoed through the room. His brother, Tiger Russo, was seated beside him on the sofa smoking as he enjoyed the conversation his brother was striking with Alessia Santini and Marshall Fernandez. They had come to meet the duo — Alessia and Marshall — With the high hope of getting them to side with them to fight the Dante family. However, can they strike the deal as they had planned? Could it be possible that they have a motive behind the collaboration they want? Will Alessia and Marshall let their guard down and seal the deal? Alessia's laughter was a cold, mirthless sound. “Without anything to offer, you dare call it a deal? I don't see it as one.” “Exactly what I was thinking. What are you willing to offer?” Marshall who had been sitting quietly all along finally let some words slip out of his mouth. “Really?” Tiger scoffed. “Are you going to w
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 67 ~ Back To The Underworld?
Francesco “Why are you silent? Are you so shocked to hear my voice? It's me. The woman you left broken.”My blood turned to ice.Alessia Santini.Of all my enemies, she shouldn’t be back.My breath came in short, sharp gasps, my legs rooted to the floor. Move, I told myself, but my body wouldn’t obey.“Could it be…?” My voice cracked as I forced the words out.A soft chuckle came from the other end. Cold. Mocking.“You guessed it right. I am the real mastermind. Do you love the plot twist?”A jolt of guilt shot through me. No. No, this isn’t happening.I made a mistake. I made a fucking mistake.Five years ago, when I returned on The Dark Night, I should have killed her.I found Alessia near the mountain’s edge, The Black Book clutched in her hands. The crypt key was with her too. My men overpowered hers. I took back what belonged to me. But later lost the crypt key too
