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17 ~ Wait And Watch
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The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 18 ~ Bullet Breathe Her Last
Brinda “Bullet, lead the front. Brinda, stay in the middle. I will watch our backs. Once we get rid of the security guards, I will wait outside while you both fetch our target. Just in case you can also get his family, take them all. But note this, I need them all alive.” Francesco dictated shortly after we got off the car a few metres from Khumalo’s home. Swiftly, we charged towards the building and hid behind the flowers close to the wall. “I didn't expect them to be this much. What do we do?” Francesco said after we saw about thirty men guarding the entrance of the house. “Does he know we will come?” I asked in a low tone. “I doubt. If he knew, he wouldn't have waited for us to come. My informants must have missed a step in their investigation.” Francesco retorted, his voice slightly filled with annoyance. “We stick to the plan.” Bullet whispered from behind before she jumped into the compound and clashed with the guards. Francesco followed her immediately. What am I waiting
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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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Francesco“What did you say happened?” I slammed my fist on the table, the sound echoing through the room like a crack of thunder. My face twisted in rage, my eyes blazing with fury. The veins on my forehead pulsed like hot wires, my jaw clenched so tight it felt like it might shatter.“The Fernandez family hijacked our goods. All the tankers are gone.” My consigliere — An advisor to the Don, often handling disputes and strategic decisions — explained the situation surrounding the circumstances we are in. “And our men?” I asked, my eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. “All dead, Don.” He replied with his head down before he let out a sigh. “You are dismissed,” I said, then I waved my hands dismissively. Before I knew it, my ass was already pressed into the sofa behind me. Air closed in on me despite the fact that the air conditioner was powered. Everything is crashing down. Why? Marshall!I will make the fool pay for his sins. He still hasn't learned, right? Well, he should
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BrindaFrancesco stormed into the living room accompanied by the few men we had left after Marshall's associates ambushed our men and hijacked the tankers. Now, I'm beginning to fear for my safety. If Marshall's associates could have crossed Francesco's men and Francesco left the house earlier in anger to confront his rival and still came back furious, it can only mean one thing. The thirst for blood was unsuccessful. What exactly happened?“Brinda,” Francesco called out to me. “Yes, Don.” I answered like a willful cat, obviously not trying to anger him more. “Get me a bottle of wine and chilled water.” He ordered before he hurried up the stairs to his room. His men all retired to their room. The house was just an eerie silence. Everyone's mood has been altered by the recent happenings in just two hours. Bullet's life hangs in balance and Francesco just lost a lot of his men but how is that my concern? I have no connection with any of them. But as for Bullet, she has been a nic
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BrindaThe past few weeks have been nothing but stressful as I and Bullet overworked and trained ourselves in order for Francesco to have a higher hand in the battle between him and Marshall. I have been following Francesco to his office and working as his secretary which has been tiring, coupled with the constant visits of Charlotte Kavanaugh. Despite the chaos and trouble, I have been adding the grinded bottle into Francesco's food and water or any other type of things that would go to his stomach. Bullet suddenly pulled my hands and our back hit the wall. That way we were able to hide from Marshall's men who were on the lookout. Francesco had sent us to get the crypt key again. “We need to succeed this time,” Bullet expressed, tapping her fingers gently on the wall. I nodded and we swung into action. We ran across the fence till we reached the back of the compound. As expected, a few of Marshall's men were there. We both know what to do. We found our way into their midst and t
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With a heart full of excitement and a mind filled with evil thoughts, Marshall marched into the Casino. His head was held high as he found his way into the inner room. On his left side was Alice, his puppet. As they entered the subdued radiant room, Marshall lounged on the luxurious, leather-upholstered couch and exhaled a deep breath before Alice sat on his laps. She kissed him for a while before she broke from the kiss and opened her purse. She gave a devilish smile as she brought out a pack of cigarettes which she flaunted alongside a lighter. She lit it up and smoked a little before she poured the content into the air. She smirked and moved her hand backward when Marshall tried to share some with her. “You have to convince me,” Alice said, locking her eyes on Marshall's. “How much do you want me to convince you? As much as convincing you to fight with Brinda?” Marshall asked, raising an eyebrow, just before he placed his head on her slightly exposed breast. “Breast is life, i
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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 59 ~ Powerhouse Of The Underworld
Marshall’s eyes darted around the dimly lit room, tension crackling in the air like electricity.“I still don’t understand why you’re taking all this so lightly,” he hissed, gripping the armrest of the leather chair. “Francesco is smart. Too smart. Do you really think he hasn’t figured out that we are working together?”Alessia smirked, swirling the dark liquor in her glass before taking a slow sip. “So... you are that terrified of Francesco, huh?” Her eyes narrowed as she leaned forward, voice dripping with disdain. “Pathetic. I expected more from you, Marshall.”Marshall’s jaw clenched. “I’m not scared of him. I just do not want to die before that sick bastard does.”Alessia’s expression hardened, her voice turning icy. “Then work harder. Bring him down.”Marshall let out a bitter laugh. “Really? You think I haven’t been doing enough?”“Enough?” Alessia’s eyes darkened with sinister amusement. “You are barely scratching the surface. Maybe... it’s time I tell you the truth behind The
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 58 ~ Do You Care For A 'Goodbye' Drink?
Morning arrived faster than expected, bringing with it a storm of rage burning through Alice’s veins.She yanked her wrist, but Scar’s grip remained firm. Her voice rose like thunder. “This time, I swear I will end Francesco! That bastard has the crypt key, yet he still dares to attack our men? And Brinda… That woman is nothing but a damn nuisance! I should have dealt with her long ago.”Scar’s jaw tightened. “Do you even hear yourself? Do you know how dangerous the Dante family is?”Alice let out a bitter laugh. “And do you not know how ruthless our boss can be?”Scar’s expression darkened. “Have you forgotten what Francesco’s father did to your mother?”The words hit her like a blade to the chest. Her fury flickered, replaced by a suffocating wave of guilt and regret. Her heart pounded, her throat tightened, and she clenched her fists, fighting the tears burning behind her eyes.“Why the hell would you bring that up?” she whispered, her voice cracking.“You needed a reminder.” Scar’
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 57 ~ Love Forged In Darkness And Desire
BrindaI took half the length of Francesco’s cock into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip, teasing him. But that wasn’t enough — not for him. A sharp inhale escaped his lips as he pushed deeper, his hand tangling in my hair, guiding me with measured control.“You’re damn good, Damsel,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. “But you can do better.”A challenge.Determined to make him come undone — to make him forget every other woman who had ever touched him. Bullet included — I took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks as I swallowed more of his length. A deep growl rumbled in his chest, and the sound sent a wicked thrill through me.His hips moved, thrusting slowly at first, testing my limits. The heavy weight of him pressed against the back of my throat, and when I coughed, his fingers tightened in my hair, holding me in place.“Fuck…” He shuddered.I pulled back with a loud, wet pop, gasping for air. His eyes, dark and predatory, gleamed with something dangerous.“Nice j
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 56 ~ Love Forged In Darkness And Desire
BrindaMy eyes trailed over his left bicep — The scorpion tattoo looked darker, more defined, almost hypnotic. My gaze drifted lower, tracing the hard ridges of his stomach. Every muscle flexed as he moved, commanding attention.I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry.Should I be doing this?No.But as things stand, I have no choice but to succumb to Francesco’s desires.Or… Am I succumbing to my own?No. I have no such desires. This is just a distraction — Something to pass the time while I plot my next escape.But, why does my body feel like it’s betraying me?Francesco moved toward the bed, his steps unhurried, deliberate. He sank to his knees before me, his dark gaze never leaving mine. My heart pounded — fast and erratic — like a drum signaling my impending doom.The look in his eyes from earlier, the one filled with cold, deadly rage, was gone. Something new had replaced it.Love?No. He doesn’t love me.He calls it obsession.His hand closed around my ankle, fingers cold again
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 55 ~ Let's See How Long You Can Last
Brinda I never knew that my hands and body would move so fast apart from when I went on missions to kill and obtain other items. My heart raced fast as I shoved the last piece of my mother's most loved item into the backpack in my left hand. I rushed to the kitchen, opened the cabinet and brought out the safe I had kept the crypt key. I was still in the middle of thinking of whether I should take it along, leave it or toss it somewhere Francesco would find it easily when I heard a loud bang outside. No one needed to tell me.I’ve got company.I need to escape. As fast as possible. I dumped the safe into the backpack, zipped it and hid behind the kitchen’s door. I slid my right hand into my pocket and brought out a pistol while my left hand held the bag firmly. As I prepared myself for what was to come, I had nothing else on my mind than… To kill. To slaughter. To send whoever came after me to the jaws of death.Just then, the screeching of another set of cars outside made me
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 54 ~ She Escaped, Bastard
Francesco did not miss a step as his legs willed him faster while he climbed the steps. Elizabeth was also relentless in her pursuit. Bullet was busy outside ordering the men to pack the dead bodies on the ground so it could be disposed of. Elizabeth couldn't catch up with Francesco who had no intention of stopping at all. His mind was filled with questions. I am just a burden and nothing else. There is no place for me in this world. Am I just a commodity?Those were the thoughts that roamed his mind.He moved swiftly towards The Dark Room and when he reached there, he was still trying to unlock the door when a soft female's hand touched his hand. He knew who it was already. He had been with her for as long as he could remember in his entire life. “Leave me!” He fired without bothering to look at her. She refused to let go of his hand and she pulled him to face her instead. Tears clogged her eyes but she did her best to prevent them from streaming down her eyes.“Francesco… Fran
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 53 ~ We Brought Death To Your Door II
Bullet's gaze was unyielding as she faced the Russo brothers with a stare down. The backdoor of the car she alighted from opened and a pair of a lady’s red shoes appeared. A few seconds later, the figure came out of the car. Francesco's eyes shone brightly as he watched his mother stand before him cladded in a black tight-fitted costume. Her hair, packed into a ponytail style. She narrowed her eyes towards the Russo brothers who had an irritated look on their faces. She smirked as she made her way towards them. The Russo brothers' men raised their guns at Elizabeth but she did not flinch. Every step she took was with resilience and her eyes were sharp. When she finally reached them, she smiled. “Why are you both here? And after how many years?” Leopard, the second of the Russo brothers, spoke but his hands remained in his pockets. “The Lioness has arrived but is she afraid to see us or does she remember our father?” “Your father?” Elizabeth scuffed. “How dare you t
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 52 ~ We Brought Death To Your Door
The gunfire cracked through the air like a thunderstorm on judgment day. Chaos erupted. Grown men, strong and battle-hardened, screamed like frightened children.Francesco locked eyes with Brinda for a brief, electric moment before he turned and bolted from the room.“Bastard! Will you release me?” Brinda’s voice sliced through the noise, but he was already gone.Francesco moved with urgency, his boots pounding against the floor as he rushed to his room. No hesitation. No second thoughts. He yanked open the bathroom door and pressed a hidden button beneath the drawer handle — just like Brinda had when she had sneaked into his space days ago with Bullet.The drawer slid open with a soft click, revealing a lethal collection of guns. A wicked smirk curled his lips. He grabbed a few of the deadliest ones, admiring their weight in his hands.Then, just as he was arming himself, Guerrero crawled into the bathroom, his face twisted in pain, his left arm hanging limply like a broken doll’s.
The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 51 ~ Obsession Is Greater Than Will
Brinda “What did you say?” I asked, my eyes darting around nervously. My voice trembled, betraying the fear that gripped me.“What did you hear me say?” He replied coolly, his gaze never leaving mine. “I know you’ve been poisoning me, not long after I forced you to work with me.” He sank into the chair opposite, his tone casual, as if we weren’t just talking about the very thing that could end my life.I dropped my head, avoiding his gaze.I was caught. There was no game left to play. The end had arrived, and with it, the realization that my time might be running out too.You’re stuck, Brinda.So it was true — when I thought I was being clever, trying to seduce him and slip poison into his food, he knew. But he had let me.“Francesco,” I said, mustering the courage to speak again. I lifted my head, meeting his gaze. “You knew I was poisoning you. Why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you stop me?”“Are you regretting it now, Damsel?” He leaned back, his voice mocking. “What happene
