Chapter 23: The Only Way OutAs soon as Madson Molly saw him, she ran and got into the car, slamming the door shut abruptly. Only then did she notice the man who, drawing his gun from his waist, fired at the vehicle in an attempt to puncture its tires, leaving everyone in panic without understanding what was happening. But Molly managed to escape.The man driving her was a professional driver and, with his skill, managed to shake off the shooters at high speed. However, he ended up stuck in traffic, but was already far enough away for no one to suspect and follow them.Once they arrived, the driver dropped her off in front of a large hotel. As she entered, her mother grabbed her arm, leading her to the elevator."My daughter..." murmured Matilde, embracing her warmly. Her mother looked tired, as if she hadn't slept for days. And how could she sleep? Her family's lives were in danger at any moment."Mom, I'm so happy to see you," confessed Molly, relieved."Even more so, but now we hav
Meeting with the Dead?"You're not taking him, feel free to go!" she asserted, taking the child with her."Damn it, Mama Lizi!" Braston grumbled, but he obeyed, following her to the hideout where a group of elegantly dressed men was already waiting for him. Then, they headed to the airport, where a private plane was waiting. It seemed like one of those action scenes where the dangerous protagonist is accompanied by his henchmen.Meanwhile, Matilde was preparing everything to execute her plan. Molly was fed up with her mother as she paced back and forth gathering things on the bed for Molly."What the hell are you doing?" Molly tried to break free from her mother, who dragged her into the bathroom."I need to get you ready, he's coming," Matilde warned anxiously."Who? The killer?" she asked, frightened."Yes.""Why do I have to get ready?""Get dressed!" Matilde asserted. She anxiously dragged her under the shower, turning it on and soaking the girl still in her clothes."Mom!" Molly
Chapter 25: A Foolish Girl's Tough Mission.Upon awakening, Molly found herself enveloped in the cozy warmth of a tiny embrace. The sweet, intoxicating scent of a baby filled the air. Her eyes met the sleeping masculine figure beside her. The muscular torso adorned with intricate tattoos, a map of stories yet to be told. His serene face, stubble beard, emitted an aura of strength and mystery.Molly observed him for a brief moment, caught in a mix of attraction and resentment. How could he be the father of her child and, at the same time, the man her father had destined her to be with? A whirlwind of questions swirled in her mind, demanding answers she didn't yet have the courage to seek. Levy was about to wake up; she managed to slip away unnoticed, leaving the room in search of an exit. She descended the stairs quietly, truly believing it would be easy to leave.A soft whisper, like the rustle of silk, cut through the silence of the room:"Miss?" Molly turned abruptly, her eyes widen
26 The father's punishment.Braston talked to Lizi after the slap that stung his face, showing a slight redness from each finger."That's messed up! Why didn't you ask before?""It doesn't matter, you did this to her, how could you force her to come to this house? How could you force her to live with the man...""Don't finish that!" he ordered, interrupting. "Did she tell you everything or just her side?""Is there any justification for something so absurd?""Do you want to know? Sit down and I'll be brief," he said, even though she was reluctant, she sat down. "Did she tell you she pretended to be a prostitute? Did she tell you she went there voluntarily? I only received one woman in that room, just one, and she dressed up as a whore and fooled me. I won't carry this guilt alone!""But why would she do that?""She went there to steal the ring, she voluntarily surrendered... Sure, there was a moment when she gave up, I thought it was a damn stupid act Eloah, damn it... I thought it wa
Chapter 27: Confusion Among BrothersAs soon as Lizi finally managed to explain, Jeff began to calm down, but the urge to hit his eldest son still hadn't completely disappeared."Breando!" Jeff called out firmly, and the younger man approached, seemingly indifferent. "Go upstairs and bring the girl here," he ordered harshly."No, he won't touch her!" Braston stood up from the couch, his muscles tense like guitar strings, as Breando stomped upstairs, the creaking wood echoing. Braston was determined to stop his brother, but Jeff, his father, pushed him back onto the couch."Your brother is just bringing her here! Unlike you, who have already caused enough trouble," Jeff accused, making Braston fall silent and sit back on the couch, his nose still bleeding. Lizi handed him a handkerchief to clean the excess while holding the little baby in her arms."Can I?" Braston asked, extending his arms in hopes of taking the child from Lizi's hands."No! Give me little Brady!" Jeff ordered, taking
Chapter 28: Colder than Ice“We have to understand that he suffered the loss of two loved ones.” Jeff pondered.” I blame myself daily for all three, after all, I dragged you all into this mess. Matheus will never forgive me, but you can still join forces with him and form an alliance that no one can break.“His interest in Molly has already done that.” Braston observed.“But he can still understand that you're with her now and that you can marry.” Jeff argued.” You can patch things up with Matheus.“I know I can, but I'm not in a hurry.” Braston replied.” Now I have a family to worry about. I don't want to play cat and mouse with Matheus anymore.“Alright, take all the time you need here.” he agreed.” Mustafa is taking care of everything for now. I hope you don't object.“What else could I expect from the man who is my father's right-hand, above even me, his own son?” Braston questioned, resentment in his voice.“Don't be rebellious. You don't listen to anyone and because of that ende
Wrapped in secrets and dangers, Molly was raised in a rare manner for someone growing up within the mafia, like a donkey oblivious to any danger, I would say. At 17, the youngest of Caio and Matheus, professional killers in service to the late Don Teodoro who was all the trouble there, she was an enigma to her brothers. Despite growing up in the shadow of crime, she remained oblivious to the family's business, an innocence that deeply worried them. Raised in isolation, Molly was a young woman of medium height, adorned with long brown hair framing her angelic face. Her eyes, though carrying the naivety of youth, concealed a sharp intelligence and uncommon insight. It was as if, behind the facade of an inexperienced young woman, there existed a perceptive soul ready to blossom. As the daughter of the mafia madam, her mother harbored the desire for her to secure a good man who would protect her within the mafia, much as she had done herself, shaping her into a beautiful, vain, and attra
Chapter 2:"Daughter, my little flower, could you please step out for a moment? Wait outside," her father kindly requested. Madson's expression darkened as if she suspected it had something to do with her. Without arguing, she left and headed to her mother's room, remaining indifferent to the topic of men."You're not giving her away; neither of us is married, and you can only do that when one of us gets married," Matheus reminded her confidently."You're doing this on purpose!" her father shouted, pounding on the door of the cramped room."Let's just stick to the plan; if we leave now, we won't have to confront anyone.""You can go!" a female voice followed. Matilde opened the door, entered the room, and brought Madson in by the hand."Don't tell me you're still going to work as a pimp?" Matheus asked incredulously."Of course I am! My account was the only one not blocked. If you haven't noticed, I have to support three grown men and my princess, who, by the way, also hasn't had her