Mafia's Dangerous Addiction

"I beg of you. Please. Please. I stole the money for..."A deafening slap filled the room, and the man rolled to the floor, rolling a little clumsily in a pool of his own vomited blood. Without waiting, he pulled himself to a kneeling position again, then clasped his hands together in a desperate attempt to beg for forgiveness.Slowly, the taller man in a pristine white suit slowly squatted, one leg pushed forward, so his hand rested on it, the other hand resting on his other knee.Slowly, he moved his hand to raise the bleeding man's chin to face him. His eyes came into view under the dim light.One was a very light blue, the other pitch black. His lips were stretched in a wicked smile, and his blue eye thinned."Vector, I beg of you. I beg of you, please. I beg of you. Please. Have mercy. I have a daughter and...""Is she worth twenty million dollars?""Vector...""If I cut your daughter up and sell her organs...will she fetch me twenty million dollars in cash?""I will pay you back

I shook my head to push out the memories, then slowly turned away. I had a long day ahead of me, and even though building anger from that event and everything else would help me push through, I was much better off without the reminders of my own stupidity. I walked slowly back to the bedroom, then opened the windows. It was already dawn, and I sighed. I went around to the duffel bag I had put together just a night before. It contained the only clothes I had, and I grabbed it, then pulled a pair of pants and a loose shirt out. I couldn't afford to be late to catch the car.The small card Jonas had unwillingly given me was sitting on top of the duffel. I carried it, my chest Puebla, Mexico.Of course. He was living beautifully after killing my father. I closed my eyes, then pushed the card back in and closed it. I immediately changed my clothes, then after one last look at the dumpster I had lived in ever since I had to leave home, I turned away, facing the revenge I knew I had to tak

I alighted from the car, then grabbed the duffel bag I had brought with me. I adjusted my wig, then slowly walked behind Ivan. I stood back as he talked to someone through a small screen. He stepped back, and a small door opened. A man stood inside, a gun strapped to his waist and in clear sight, a scar running across his left eye."Go straight. The others are in there."Ivan nodded, then urged me to follow him. I did, and we went straight towards a large open yard. Women, at least thirty of them, all dressed exactly like me, were standing in a long line. Three men, each, the same stereotypical thugs, with tattoos and guns, were guarding them, while one who seemed to have a higher rank and was wearing a suit was sitting in front of them, a tablet on his thigh."Go join them," Ivan said, his voice low. I scurried to the last person on the line and assumed position, dropping my bag on the floor beside me.The action immediately brought the man's attention to me, and I swallowed, lowering

My lips parted, beads of perspiration forming on my forehead. I swallowed, turning to him, my eyes wide."I don't know what you are talking about."He broke into a small laugh and suddenly pulled a gun, then grabbed the girl directly behind me. She gave a shrill yell, letting go of the plate in her hand. It shattered with a loud noise, the remaining food scattering around on the floor."Should I start with her?""Stop," I said, my hands reaching for the girl. "He was your brother.""Sure enough. But you got him killed. Because of you, I had to take his corpse and dispose of it like he was trash."I swallowed, my teeth gritting. "That's not my fault, and certainly not hers. He must have done something to Vector, and I am not who you think I am."He broke into another laugh before suddenly knocking off the girl. I started to run after her, her small yelp piercing through me. Before I could get to her, however, he grabbed me by the wig, his grip so strong I could feel the wig shift.I in

I spent the rest of the night just staring off into nothing, my eyes thin as the night went through different stages of ageing, and slowly, the fingers of the sun stretched across the sky.I took a slow bath and fixed a plate for myself before the wr had to go down to make breakfast. I swallowed. It meant seeing Vector again. At this point, I could barely keep myself away from putting a fork in his eye.I had just walked out of the room when Ckara opened her door, too, then ran over to me."Clara! How was your night?"I smiled at her, my hands smothening my dress. "It was okay. Yours?"She shrugged. "Better than I have had in years. You look good this morning."I smiled at her again. "You do too."She beamed, and we fell into a synchronized pace as we walked down. The kitchen staff were already in the kitchen, and we joined them. Alvin came around with three other men.For some reason, they were always so fully armed. That was a lot of protection for someone who said he never felt thr