All Chapters of Ruling the Mafia World: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Skye’s POV“Aren’t there any surveillance cameras here?” I asked. “I didn’t bother checking, but I brought a jammer. So, even if there is a camera, we have a minute to keep them blind,” Gab answered while giving signals to Marco about what to do. The two of them, Marco and Gab, grabbed Vincent Diera’s arms on both sides and moved him out of the room with both his arms hanging on Marco and Gab’s shoulders. I can imagine how difficult it must have been for Gab and Marco, seeing that the man was obviously a big guy, not to mention he was also overweight. Adding to the fact that he was unconscious– I don’t know how Gab knocked him off, Vincent was practically a deadweight!“We have to get out of here before his men notice anything weird and barge in to check on their boss,” Marco said. “Where do we go from here?” he asked as soon as they managed to stand up with the fainted man in between Marco and Gab. “This way,” Gab answered. I did not see where Gab was pointing to. I was standing

Marco’s POVI have been holding back not to raise a finger and beat this fucking asshole of Vincent Diera. Starting from the toil we had to go through to get him out of his building to when Skye started asking questions, this scumbag has been getting on my nerves, incredibly annoyingly. But since Skye was calm and collected, I mustered the patience and did my best not to stand in her way. I was almost about to rejoice and celebrate when Gab asked what we were going to do with our captive. It seemed to me we were done with him, so we were on the part of disposing of him. I did not have anything specific I wanted to be done with him. If Skye wanted him dead, I wouldn’t say no. Likewise, when Skye suggested dropping the old fart in front of the police station with a placard that stated he was guilty of his crimes, I was not against it, as well. But the latter idea led Skye to think of ways how the old man would admit his crimes in front of the authorities. And she came up with the id

Gab’s POVWe did everything according to Skye’s suggestions. We stayed in the resthouse for the night, and to make sure Vincent did not get any chance of escaping in the middle of the night, we brought him into the bedroom with us. We made him face the wall as he sat on the chair where he was tied onto. While Marco and I were busy moving our captive from the living room to the bedroom, Skye had removed her mask and outfit. She was wearing an oversize shirt when we arrived at the room, about to dive into the bed. I almost bumped myself into the wall as I mindlessly stared at her butt, expecting her shirt would be pulled up as she moved on the bed. To my dismay and disappointment, she was wearing boxer shorts with a loose shirt!‘Fucking pervert!’ I nagged at myself inwardly. I glanced at Marco. What I saw on his face made me feel even more remorseful. He wasn’t thinking the same dirty thoughts I was having. I guess he was still shocked to hear those names Vincent Diera mentioned ear

Skye’s POVI woke up refreshed and the way our day started right as soon as I opened my eyes made me feel I realize and admit that I indeed had a good rest. One reason was Marco’s good mood and the other was Gab's playfulness, which I came to understand a littl later that it was due to Marco making fun of him. It felt lke we were in a world without anything to worry about or any threat lurking at the corners. ‘If only….’If only life was always as bright as the sunrise today….But then again, I am grateful that even in the midst of a boiling storm we could find a moment and grab the chance to share a hearty laugh. We even had our light breakfast with smiles never fading our faces. Despite having Vincent dDiera with us in the house, his head was covered with a sack cloth so we were carefree to move around without the hassle of having to cover our faces with masks. And in order for us to feel comfortable discussing anything and everything, Gab covered our captive’s ears with a headset

George’s POV“I don’t know why I feel so bothered this morning,” I sighed softly as I told my dear Almira about how I was feeling while we were having breakfast. “What’s new?” Almira chuckled. I could not help laughing with her. “Yeah, right?” I agreed. Almira’s words weren’t surprising. Although they were said like it wasn’t anything new, her tone and voice remained sweet to my ears. Honestly, I am actually quite sentient about this and that on daily basis. I blame it on the nature of our world and lifestyles, but I could feel it was quite different this time. “What is it this time?” she asked again. “Did you have a strange dream or something?” I don’t know exactly if it was a dream or some sort of a funny feeling. “It felt like a dream, but I am not so sure if it was indeed a dream. I think we will find it very soon,” I inhaled deeply as I spoke. My words sounded strange to my own ears. I won’t be shocked if Almira finds them nonsense as well. “I was told to welcome and be ki