All Chapters of A Stripper's Nightmare: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Brandon POVA carved ring like the ones on my fingers are considered a symbol of authority in a mafia. Every mafia boss is expected to wear a ring, with the symbol of his mafia group engraved onto it. It was like a crown for a king.In a fight between two different mafia gangs, a side can only be defeated, if the ring is taken off the finger of their leader. I destroyed the Alvarez, Louisanas, Morgans; I defeated them one after the other, and took each of their rings. I killed Santiago Calaveros too, but...Somehow, the Calaveros seemed to have returned now, and the only way they can fully get back into power, is if I give it back to them.I sat in the solitude of my dimly lit sitting room, mulling to myself, as I smoked a stick of cigarette. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Santiago Calaveros was back. I mean, it had to be him, right?I looked down at the ring that I'd been absent-mindedly playing with. It was made of silver, and had the carvings of a two headed cro

Brandon's POVI hung up my phonecall , as I casually strutted into the abandoned building, looking as relaxed as I can be. Seeing as I personally destroyed their former residence, it was expected of them to take refuge in a place like this.My eyes subtly scanned my surroundings, taking note of the few men standing around with weapons in their hands. Looks like they haven't gotten their numbers back.Finally looking straight ahead, my eyes landed on a familiar, tall, lean man, with a tattoo of the Calaveros symbol on his neck; Wade. His bloodshot eyes watched my every step, as he grinned maliciously. Wade was definitely looking much worse, than the last time I saw him. Oh! I could still see burn marks on his face.I could tell from how he stood, that he was trying so hard to appear intimidating, to exude dominance and make me cower. It was quite laughable.They were about fifteen men in total, and luckily for me, I had taken on much more, all by myself."I was expecting you to come w

Danielle's POVI couldn't believe what was happening right now. I mean, I never knew much about Brandon, but this? This was a lot.I was looking right at the man, who raised Brandon to be the ruthless, mafia boss he is today. This same man was also the biological father of that bitch, Aurora."You haven't touched your food, honey. You alright?" Aurora grinned at me, from across the dining table, where she sat beside Brandon.I clutched my utensils tightly and clenched my teeth, as I remembered walking in on two of them, kissing. I really wanted to wipe that grin off her face.Fuck! I should have declined, when I was asked to join them for dinner. Here I was, seating at the table with Aurora, Brandon and their supposed "Father". I felt like a total stranger in their midst, especially when they talked about "business". "I'm fine!" I said to her, through gritted teeth. She seemed to get a kick out of pissing me off. Her and Brandon had that in common.I noticed Brandon's lingering stare

Danielle's POV"So, how's your granny doing now?" I asked Sam, as I plopped down on a seat beside him in the library.I got to find out that Sam's only relative was his aged grandmother. She lives in a retirement home for old people, here in Las Vegas. The only reason he was involved with the Calaveros in the first place, was because they threatened to hurt her.They needed his expertise on the use of the dark web, for purchasing illegal weapons. Sam had no choice than to help them. But then, they soon realized he was also a useful tool for getting to Brandon. "She's...fine, I guess." He answered, making me raise an eyebrow at him."Well, she's a little shaken up by the incident, you know?" He explained, making me nod my head slowly at him."Riiight!" I drawled, as we finally fell back into silence.We remained like that for a while, before Sam decided to speak up again."Look, Danny. I want to apologise for being a total dick." "Yeah, you were." I scoffed at him, making him smile a

Danielle's POVJuan looked anything but upset at my refusal to do his bidding. If anything, he looked quite confident about being able to change my mind.It's been over two hours of me being seated here in this luxurious suite, and every attempt I made to escape had proven futile."Where is your boss? I want to see him!" I demanded, frustrated by his unwillingness to let me go. He was also surprisingly gentle with me, which unnerved me in a way.I was pretty sure his boss is the little brother he mentioned in his story earlier, but I could be wrong. Although, it confused me a little, I was only bothered about an audience with him. I really wanted out of this place, and I knew talking to the "right hand man" wouldn't do much good."I'm afraid not. My brother's a little shy." Juan smirked at me, as he busied himself making dinner in the kitchen. His sleeves were rolled up, so I could see more burn marks and the marking of the Calaveros mafia. However, I didn't see the said ring on hi