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9 ~ Fire To The Rain III
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The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 10 ~ Fire To The Rain IIII
Brinda Francesco pushed me till my back hit the wall behind and I whimpered as I tried to free my neck from his firm hold. “I was just…” My voice trailed off as tears clogged my eyes. Not because of the pain Francesco is inflicting on me but because of Peter's betrayal. Why? Why did Peter do that? He was alive yet he did not bother to tell me. He survived falling off the cliff but he is planning to kill me. Why had I fallen in love with such a man?Mafia? Yes, mafia. How did Peter turn out to be Marshall? How come he is the don of the Fernandez's family? What was his connection to the Mafia world when we were together? Was his love and everything we shared all a lie?“You were just what?” Francesco questioned. “You couldn't accomplish a simple task. And for what? Just because of your stupid ex-lover. I hate it when you cry for other men.” His voice came out yelling and he squeezed my neck more. I tugged at his arm for some time before I finally broke free. I kicked him hard on t
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BrindaTwo days later, a gentle tap on my shoulder woke me up. I flipped my eyes open to see Bullet. The thought that filled up my mind was that she came around to add more problems to the fire that was burning between Francesco and I. I lowered my gaze and firmly in her hands was a tray containing varieties of fruits, water and a plate of food. My stomach grumbled at the sight of the food. I had barely eaten anything since I had been locked up in my room on Francesco's order. I expected Bullet to drop the food or pour it on my body but she didn't. Instead, she sat on the bed and assisted me up. “I brought this for you,” she announced. Her countenance, not the usual frowning one. “Thank you.” I appreciated it and started eating the fruits in a hurry, more like a glutton. Then I remembered how Francesco had forced me to eat the dog's food. I clenched my left hand slowly but in a strong way. I cursed him under my muffled breath. Bullet's warm touch on my hand dropped the feeling
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Brinda My heart swelled as I stared at Francesco's face which was full of pride. I knew he wouldn't believe a word I said. Each step he took towards me made the air thick with tension. “Can you prove that?” He whispered into my ear while he pulled me closer. I raised an eyebrow in response. He smiled before he added, “That your pussy now drips.”I pushed him off me. After accomplishing that, I nearly cried. Why? What took my eyes below? Francesco was naked. He had nothing covering his private parts. The sack that covered his balls dangled left and right. Truth be told. The balls were big… and his manhood? Massive. Veiny. Cocky. Lengthy. Attractive. I looked away quickly so he wouldn't catch me staring for a long time. “If you want to suck it, you can. It's free of charge for you.” A warm glow spread across his face. “I can't suck such. Isn't it the same squeaky old toy that Bullet sucked the other day?” I asked, undeniably causing trouble. “I see! You're just jealous. You
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Brinda Everyone is a betrayal. No one is worth sacrificing anything for. No one can be trusted as well. Humans are the most prerequisite beings on Earth. Just imagine!!!Marshall trying to kill me? Why? For what? Even if I did push him down the cliff, I never did that on purpose. I was meant to shoot him but I pushed him off the cliff instead. Now I'm starting to regret why I didn't kill him that day. I should have shot him in the head. He could have died and never thought of killing me today. Even the food I bought with the last dime on me is now gone. The money I had on me that I can use to get a taxi had fallen during the chaos earlier. Where can I go? Definitely not my home. If I head back home at the moment, I would literally be handing myself over to the brink of death. Francesco. Yes, Francesco. To defeat an enemy, you have to stay under the protection of your enemy's enemy. As they say, ‘An enemy of an enemy is a friend.’ I would surely head back to Francesco house.
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Brinda The next evening came quicker than I expected. Still, I haven't found a way to bypass Marshall and his men. Bullet is not home as she had gone on a mission Francesco sent her on. My legs move faster and faster around the room due to the fact that I was pacing up and down. Sweat glistened on my face, all the way to my back. Just as I increased the air conditioner, I heard a loud bang on my door. “Who the hell is that?” I questioned. Coupled with the issues I was facing, I rushed to open the door only to see Francesco with a smirking expression. “The hell is me.” He announced, his baritone voice sent chills down my spine. I rubbed the back of my head as I looked away nervously. “Ehm… How may I be of help to you?” I asked. “You can help yourself by following me out of your room. Right now!” He said, with full authority. I shrugged my shoulders before I followed him downstairs. When we got there, he walked towards the door swiftly. “Where are we going?” I asked, intrigued
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BrindaI exhaled through my mouth after I left the room when Bullet was instructed by Francesco to give him another round of blowjobs. Swiftly, I made my way out of the building. I saw a chair under a tree where no one was. I walked there and took a seat. My mind was interrupted by several thoughts on how to escape from Francesco’s clutches and how to overtake Marshall. While still thinking of that, my mind drifted to what I witnessed earlier. The low moans I heard in the jet was okay but witnessing the blowjob? Clearly not acceptable. I shook my head to get rid of the image from my memory but it didn't help. Rather, my mind was telling me that they were fucking already. My feet started burning while I stomped them on the floor. Suddenly, I felt a touch on my shoulder. It was familiar to Francesco's. “Francesco, you bloody…”“Who is Francesco?” Mr. Desmond's voice echoed from behind. “Are you his new slut?” I turned to face him while his mouth rolled into an O-Shape, “Now, I g
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BrindaFrancesco Dante. Francesco's father. Purab Chaturvedi. Marshall Fernandez. Marshall's father. I stared at the white board before me that I had their names written on as I thought of a lot of possibilities of what they had in common. If Marshall was the heir of the Fernandez family, why did he approach me? As for Francesco, he told me he was an orphan. He even worked as a barman to top it all. Everything just doesn't add up. And the death of my mother… Why? What does she have to do with all this? Francesco could have approached me easily. I could have agreed to be of help. Even now, I can't even get back to my past self. The skills aren't there anymore. I had vowed to leave that life because I had gained nothing while I worked with Alpha Exposition. Just killings and spreading sorrow. I rested my head on my fingers and heaved a loud sigh before I walked to the balcony of my room. The early morning sun cast a warm glow on my face. Now, who the fuck are these men and why
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Brinda “Vince Khumalo is fifty-six years old. He is an assistant to Purab Chaturvedi whom we've killed. He lives in Seattle with his family. Two girls and his wife, of course. He hails from South Africa and he owns Khumalo Enterprises.” I read out the result from the laptop's screen as I and Francesco both had our gazes fixed on the man's profile. Hacking into different systems to get into his real profile was quite stressful but thanks to my knowledge and skills, I overcame that. For Francesco to have asked me to look into Vince's profile, it could only mean one thing — he wants him dead and nothing more. “Why are we looking into his profile?” I asked, breaking the silence. Francesco heaved a sigh and sank his back into the sofa. He stretched his legs on the table, almost knocking the laptop from my lap. Then he crossed his legs and used his gestures to tell me he needed some wine. If only I could add poison into it. I served some wine which was already kept on the table in a
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The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose 74 ~ May The Best Man Win
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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
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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
