All Chapters of The Badass Mafia Boss Queen : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I had no idea what or who to believe. But I sure know that I need to get out of here first if I want to live. The question brightened up his mood so much that he smiled broadly. "Always a smart thinker. I’m impressed. I thought you’d gone soft already. Maybe that bastard broke you. But here you are, the one and only Ugo Chike." He smiled happily. "You see, people like us have to stick together." The fact that he was putting me in the same basket as him made me want to scream. Fredrick continued, "Once we gain what we're fighting for, we'll get rid of the basic and complex obstacles. Then, you and I can live happily ever after together." The partnership was starting to sound more like a one-sided business deal. I undetectably shuddered and cheerfully responded, "Sounds great." Fred strolled over to me and, pulling me up by the shoulders, he made me stand in front of him. With his hands, he drew my face into his, whispered my name, and forced his leathery lips against min

Monte escorted me back to the men’s washroom. I had noticed him slightly wincing as he peered at my face when I had first walked out of the room. I wondered if I would be able to use his humanity, to my advantage. One of the stalls had been converted into a shower. While Monte stood on the other side of the stall, I got undressed and hung my clothes over the door. I turned on the water, as hot as it would go, and stood under a lukewarm shower. In less than a minute, the water started getting very hot. When I turned around, I saw a gray skimpy dress hanging next to the dirty clothes that I had thrown over the door. I grumbled, grabbed my dirty clothes, and put them back on. Monte chuckled when I walked out. "You like dirty clothes better, huh?" I ignored him and stood by the sink. A knock on the door brought one of the guards into the washroom. He handed a bag of ice to Monte and Monte handed it to me. "It’ll make the swelling go

He wrapped me in his arms, and I started weeping. Still holding the guns, I was bringing the back of my hands to my eyes, trying to keep up with the tears so that I could see his face. He was joyfully and at the same time, sadly, laughing in my ear. "I came to save you, but here you are, so brave." I wanted to tell him that I did need him, always, but nothing but tears came out. I gave up trying and brought my face to his and pressed my lips against his, determined to enjoy the warmth of his skin, before the moment of truth comes.I grimaced when his lips brushed the cut on my mouth. Hollis pulled me away and glanced over my face, passing his hand over my lip and bruised cheek. His faint smile was replaced with anger. "Did Frick do this to you?" He shouted, shooting his arm straight out and pointing at Fredrick that was being pulled away by his guards.Suddenly Hollis noticed Frederick had only his underwear on. His face went pale. "Did he?" "He hi

HOLLISI was the kid who fought so hard to live. I've faced life challenges even as a child. But nothing ever stopped me from being who I wanted to be.The Genovese clan has fought so hard to be in power. It has taken so much sacrifice for us to be in the fuckin top reign of power. Imagine Santaro and his dogs trying to take that away from us.It wouldn't have been too painful if it were just them. The fact that we were betrayed by some of our own made it all crazy. I lay on a recovery bed, reminding myself of how much fight I've put up all my life. I was shattered, not because of the chaos we had to face as a family in recent times, but because of my heart. Even the bullet wound I sustained very close to my heart, was nothing compared to the hurt I was feeling.I've hurt the only woman that ever meant the world to me. I gave an order for Morello to be taught a lesson in prison. I never wanted him dead. But unfortunately, someone leveraged on that order.Someone that is no other pers

UGO It took a while before I could muster up the courage to come out to the living room. After losing consciousness, I had woken up at the Garden. Carefully tucked in bed. I was able to peer into the living room, just to be sure the events of the past week hadn't been a dream that I was waking up from. And when I saw Alessia standing beside the bedroom door, and the living room looking as good as before, I almost let out a breath of relief, believing it was all a dream. But it wasn't. Alessia confirmed that much to me, later. And I went into mourning immediately. There was no news about Hollis, nobody came to see me, no calls. I shut myself up in the bedroom for days, tired, sad, and in shock. For the longest time, I sat like a statue, afraid of when I was going to get the confirmatory news about my dear husband's death. That would confirm me a killer, I killed him. He wanted to explain everything to me, but I just didn't let him. What if there wa