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23 ~ Punishment For Failed Mission
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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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BrindaWe willed our legs faster towards the parked truck behind the blue painted building ahead of us. Francesco had informed us earlier that a truck would be leaving for Marshall's hideout at exactly one in the morning. Getting to the truck, which was already moving slowly, Bullet hit the back of the truck and ensured the door opened with a little sound so as not to attract the drivers. Just when we were about to climb into the truck, it came to a halt. We stared at each other for a while, prepared for the worst. We stilled our bodies when we heard footsteps approaching us. I tightened my hold on the knife in my hand as I faced the left while Bullet concentrated on the right side. Then, I heard a grunt from Bullet's side. Before I could think of assisting her, another man showed up in front of me and tried to hit me on the back of my head. We locked hands and we started fighting. I hit him quite a number of times on the jaw before I used an iron rod behind me to render him unc
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BrindaSeeing Marshall stand in front of me again, the strength I had gathered all these while just drained out of my body. Sweat glistened on my brow and my heart couldn't stop beating fast like a freight train. “How is this possible? I pushed you myself.” There was a rapid vibration in my voice. He shot me a sarcastic glance as he said, “That was what you think. Yes, you did push me off the cliff but… Here I am. Ta-da! You must have hit rock bottom.” “Brinda… Don't fall for it. He is trying to trap you.” Bullet said with a tone devoid of emotion but my mind was faraway from where I was. Is this the same person who promised that I would get over these same men? “Brinda!” Bullet's voice came cracking like thunder, shaking the air. She shoved me to the left and a few seconds later, I heard her grunting.As I turned, I saw Alice behind me. Her face was twisted in a snarl. Her hands, raised slightly above my head and she was ready to make me her prey. I shot her a deadly glance and
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Brinda“This is a toast to a victory well deserved. I'm proud of you both. And note that, you both are free to ask me whatever you want.” Francesco winked at me, his eyes sparkling with mischief. I knew what his intentions towards me were but I won't give in. Instead, he would pay for his sins.We clink our glasses and we all gulped the contents down our throats. We finished eating and Bullet presented the crypt key to Francesco whose eyes widened in surprise. “Now, the time I have been waiting for has come.” Francesco's voice was lower than we spoke, his eyes danced around the box as he collected it from Bullet. It felt as though it had been his life's longest and biggest dream. Only time will tell. He has achieved his aim already and so will I achieve mine. He tapped my shoulder gently and I shifted my head to his direction. He stared at the box for some time before he stretched his hands towards me. “Take it.” He ordered, his gaze commanding and unrelenting. I also stretched
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Brinda Francesco pushed me to the bed and he slowly climbed over me till his face was almost into mine. I moved my head away from his direction. It was then he grabbed my right cheek and pulled my face back to face him. A mischievous smile played across his lips then he brought out his tongue which made me wonder what he had in mind with it. “Are you trying to seduce me now?” I whispered, my breath brushing against his face and I felt the heat giving how close we were. “Please, fall for the devil. He loves you.” Francesco's voice came out thick, his words running together. “Or don't you want to fall in love with the devil?” He asked after thirty seconds of silence. “I hate the devil. How can I fall for him?” I replied, my gaze fixed on him. “Then, show me how much you hate the devil.” His words melted into my ears. I hate you to the extent that I am already counting the number of days you have left. By the time you die, I will hate you more. “Vuol dire che il mio cuore batte s
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Brinda I held onto the briefcase in my right hand like my life depended on it as I moved around the people finding their way to their different destinations on the streets. The past few days of my life have been nothing but hell. Francesco wouldn't control the devil inside him and I had been a pawn to his dark side. All he did was to punish me just for trying to seduce him. I am bothered with two things though. One, he hasn't asked for the crypt key nor has he taken a step that is hideous because I have kept my eyes on him the whole fucking time. Two, there has been no attack or signs of Marshall even while I tried to track him down. Where could he be hiding? I glanced at the timer in my head. Just five minutes left. I have to deliver the goods in the briefcase and leave the area quickly. As I turned to the street on the left, I was greeted by the faint smell of alcohol that rented the air but I kept a straight face and remained vigilant. I noticed a bungalow with a red door as
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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
