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36 ~ Make My Body Drip With Blood
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“Pick up the call.” Mark said for the third time while he tried pulling Bullet away from him.“What? What is your problem? Do you plan on being a loser all your life? How long will you serve Francesco?” Bullet raised her voice. She smacked his hands off her, let out a heavy sigh, nodded her head for some seconds and bit her lips. “You dare push me away because of Francesco?”“I am pushing you off because I want you alive. I can’t bear it if you die. Do you want me to live all my life in regret?” Mark asked, then he crossed his arms over his chest. “Then do you want to live the rest of your life in bondage? I can’t believe this.” She clicked her tongue before she settled on the bed. Mark spread his right hand across his face, tired of the argument between them. He brought down his ego and reached out to his woman. He went on his knees and rubbed his palm on her lap. “I do not wish for all this to happen. I just… I just do not want us to die. As long as we get to live, there is hope.”
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Brinda“Fool, wake up! When will you kill Francesco if you keep sleeping? Time is not on your side.”“Mom?” My voice shook at the realization of the voice I heard. “Mom, where are you?” How nice would it be for me to live with her in the afterlife? I looked around for a while and saw nothing. Everywhere was shrouded in darkness as I could not see a thing. Only our voices echoed where we… Not we, it is I. “Stop looking for me. I have and I am always with you because I live in your heart. Do you remember the promise we made?”Yes, I remember. I remember it so well. How she had started planning my wedding. How she was so desperate to let me marry Peter then who had now turned himself to a cruel human that wants me dead. “Live and make your enemies pay!” “Francesco?” I questioned.“Search for the answer or ask your heart. Wherever you find peace is where your heart lies.”That was the last I heard before my body jerked forward. My arms flew in the air and my breathing came in hard ga
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Brinda“Francesco, are you completely insane? What do you think you’re doing? Are you so desperate to see me gone? The Deadly Nightshade isn't enough for you, is it? I have less than eight months to live already!” I shouted, my voice sharp, the anger surging through every word.He didn’t flinch. His smirk deepened, but his eyes never left mine, dark and calculating. Slowly, he turned the gun toward the nurse. My pulse thundered in my ears, every breath a struggle as panic clawed at me.“Francesco, don’t do it. Drop the gun. Think about what you're doing.” My voice was tight, every warning laced with fear. “This is something you do not want to do. Don't regret it. Don’t make it worse.”“Regret?” He scoffed, his voice cold and mocking. “I don’t know what that is. What is regret? It’s for the weak, the pathetic.” He feigned ignorance, but I saw the darkness behind his eyes.Those were the last words I heard before the deafening crack of the gun echoed in the air, slicing through everythi
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Brinda Her green eyes locked onto mine and I looked away trying to avoid her gaze at all cost. “Hello, ma'am.” “Go greet your mother in hell.” The woman responded while she laughed with bitterness. “My mouth is sore just from looking at you.” I raised my head and looked into her eyes carefully. There was something in them — Something that drew me to her but she was unwelcoming. It was as though she was a part of me. Like… I have seen her before or we have been together sometime. But where? Those eyes of hers are pretty, man. “I'm sorry, ma'am. I will just leave.” I apologized before I ran towards the stairs ready to avoid her completely but long can I avoid her while she stays here? Who says she is staying here? Stop assuming, Brinda. “Was it done successfully?” Francesco asked suddenly.“Yes, Don.” I replied. “I can't believe that is the little dead rat that has been giving you headaches. Once she's done with her job, send her to the jaws of death. I hate her face and person
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Brinda Francesco sat opposite the man, his eyes fixated on the table while his left index finger tapped on his right gently. His mother was seated on the plush armchair on his left. She crossed her thighs over each other while she pinned her eyes on the man on her left. I remained in the corner, almost next to Francesco. I dare not sit, not especially with the witch around. The man’s eyes moved from Francesco's direction to his mother's. He did that severally before he cleared his throat, breaking the silence in the room. “What? Am I a ghost? Are you both seeing me for the first time?” The man’s voice cracked through the room. “Joshua, I am not in the mood to joke with you. What are the reasons behind my husband's death?” Francesco's mother asked impatiently, trying to keep her cool. What's that her name anyway? I don't know and I don't want to. Horrible looking woman. Had she been my mother, I would have killed her myself. I guess the resemblance issue has been solved. Joshu
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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
