All Chapters of Amara: The Mafia Gambit: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Dee's POV I was filled with rage so I dragged Amara to the bathroom and tied her to the iron bars that protected the window. She screamed as I turned on the shower that released droplets of water as cold as ice on her body. "It isn't my intention to hurt you princess, but you give me no choice," I said and unbuckled my belt. Her eyes blazed as she saw what I was about to do but she regained composure and shut her eyes. I let it land on her back and expected a loud scream, instead she dug into her lips and shut her eyes. Her skin, which was smooth and soft, became smeared with blood from the first lash. "You ain't gonna beg me, huh?" I whipped her again, this time with the iron part of the belt and it drew out blood. "If that is what you want, then you will have to whip me till I die because you won't see my tears, neither will you hear me plead." She challenged me with her nose flaring in defiance which brought out the beast in me. "Alright, then. But don't blame me for whatever

Luciano's POV My eyes darted around the room in search of Obinna and I found him squatting with his hands on his head under the dining table. He looked like a weakling with his pale face and quick pants. "God has really confirmed himself in my life. I dreamt about this yesterday and it came to pass," He whispered to me while I rolled my eyes, almost asking him to tell his god to release the love of life. I strained my ears to hear what he said but I only heard my name and Arianna's. Bullets flew around the house in reckless abandon as men fell to the ground like packs of cards. I scanned the spot where I squatted and realized that I was vulnerable so I moved away, with my eyes still on Obinna. I dug into my holster and snatched the other pistol and cocked it. With two guns in my hands, I was emboldened and resumed shooting at the intruders. I captured one of the man's face I had shot and realized that he worked for Massimo. If Massimo was around then he would make sure I don't l

Luciano's POV Morning came quicker than I wanted as my body felt like a trailer had rode on it. Sleeping was supposed to take away half of the exhaustion, instead I drowned in it. Amara would have helped to ease my burden but my chicken-shit brother still held onto her. I had bad plans for him, and something told me that I was closing in on him already. I only hoped that he wouldn't sell Amara before I got to him. "What do you think is the best way for us to attack Arianna's mansion now that she is dead?" I asked my men and Gio, feeling better after dousing two cups of strong coffee. Ignoring my tiredness, I had my bath and asked Raul to inform everyone that we were having a meeting. Massimo's visit to Arianna was to scare me and nothing else. He tracked me wherever I went so it wasn't hard for him to know that I was with her. The only reason I didn't engage in a fight with him was because it wasn't my place, neither was his. "I don't think

Amara's POV I stared at the mirror, observing the minor changes in my body. I had gotten more round than before which was as a result of my pregnancy. The red dress I was asked to wear fit tightly to my skin. Dee wanted me out of the room to somewhere I didn't know so he asked me to dress up nicely. I was surprised that he allowed me to do everything on my own, unlike the last time that Mariam was around to make me feel like a piece of shit. I did my make-up to the best of my ability and I was happy that it came out fine. Using makeup wasn't my thing because I never had the time to look good. Everyone around me regarded me as a worthless person and since I didn't care, I gave them a show with my quirky dressing. When I still picked pockets, I had to wear baggy pants so that there would be enough space for me to keep the money I had stolen. "Are you ready?" Dee asked, staring at me warily while I watched his movements through the mirro

Amara's POV The time ticked slowly and even now it was just five in the evening. I hadn't seen Dee since his confession yesterday evening then he brought me dinner at night and I barely managed to eat it. Not like he considered it a confession, to him saying that he killed my parents was to instill fear in me. I had stifled a yawn severally but it didn't stop the tiredness from sinking in. My body was cold and I was also very hungry. Since Dee didn't bring me food and had me locked in the room, no one else could try even if they wanted to. The only person that might have cared about me was Mariam, but I hadn't seen her in a while and I hoped that Dee hadn't killed her or sent her away. Memories of the argument I had with Luciano the day Obinna sent me the video of my parents murder flooded my mind. I had only one wish and that was to see Luciano again even if it was just for a minute. It took me getting kidnapped and facing torture to realize that he wasn't as bad as I thought he