ログインAs early as 5am, everyone is already up, it’s almost like a sin to sleep till dawn here.
Some mobsters are jogging around, some are having combat duel, with other gangsters cheering and hyping. It’s loud and chaotic. Inside the prison area… Amy’s prison room. She’s pacing around the room, she couldn’t sleep, she looks unkept. Her clothes slightly burned from the fire at the club house, her long curly hair all tangled up, few bruises on her arms and legs dirty and bloody. She obviously had injuries on her legs since she was bare footed. She kept moving back and forth, then a sound came on the door. She paused, she took few steps back, away from the door. The door opened, two unfamiliar faces, both guys. Without a word or hesitation, they went for her, they grabbed her and pinned her down to the ground roughly. Her head hit on the rough concrete floor and she sustained an injury on her head and she passed out. They tied her up and gagged her mouth. They help her hand side by side and dragged her out of the prison with her legs flowing behind. In another part of the building, there’s a hallway. It’s boldly written TOP BLOCK at the entrance. It was made specially for special members of the mob . The long hallway had several doors on each side and every top member had their own room. From the entrance of the hall way, loud moans could be heard. Inside a room, Mandy was tied to the bed completey naked. Her hands were tied together and her legs were spread widely and tied to the bed. “Oouuuu ahh” she moaned loudly as the vibrator went deeper into her vagina. “Oh yeahhh” “Fuck fuck fuck!” Her eyes rolled in the socket, saliva drooling out of her mouth. “Scream my name baby” Hayden grinned. He started thrusting the long vibrator in and out of her. “Yesss yes baby go faster!” She screamed. Her body vibrating to the vibrator. And Hayden released a loud laughter that echoed through the hallway. “Go faster you fool” she screamed again. “Your wish is my command” he adjusted on the bed and began thrusting the vibrator roughly, her moans louder with each thrust. “Oh yeah” “Oh my goodness” she gasped for breath. “I’m gonna cum baby!” She screamed “Oh, ohhh it’s coming!” “Ahhh” she creamed up the vibrator. Her body relaxed on the bed as she gasped for breath. Hayden stood with a satisfied smile on his face. “I’m still the king” he said with a short laughter. He walked into his bathroom. Then he paused on his tracks and turned his head slightly “Don’t be here when I’m out”. Then he went out of sight “What?! Are you crazy?, you fuckin tied me to the bed you bastard” she yeld. “Heyyyy!” She kept yelling. Seeing that he wasn’t going to untie her. She started struggling to release her self. Thankfully the ropes weren’t tied tightly. She released her hand first and went for her legs. After releasing her self, she spat on the bed and stumped out of the room without bothering to put on her clothes. A loud sound echoed through the building. It’s used to call for gathering of the mob. In the large general hall, mobsters kept rushing in from different angels, all leaving behind what they were doing. By the side, the top mobsters stood all silent and waiting. Hayden and Mandy were the last to join them. “These two” blue muttered, not loud enough for others to hear. Kate made eye contact with Mandy and instantly looked away and Mandy scoffed joining them. On the stage floor in front, Amy was tied to the chair, still unconscious. Blood still oozing from her head. All eyes were on her. Everywhere became so silent, even the sound of a pin falling would be heard. Then suddenly the sound boots kissing the floor. Knowing who it was, all the mobsters bowed their heads in respect. Drake came in with Marcus behind him. Marcus stopped behind him standing not too close to the mobsters. They kept their head down, waiting for him to speak . “To the two successful missions yesterday” he paused, looking around like a predator. “Weldone” he continued. “Thank you Boss” they chorused. He turned to Amy and took few steps closer to her. “I’m sure you all have been anticipating” he smirked. He retraced his steps back and raised his hand. Marcus stepped forward with a bucket and emptied the content on her head. Immediately the liquid touched her, she spranged up taking a deep breath. Her body shook as the cold waster soaked her, the ice melting on her body. From the crowd Rose smirked, her eyes not leaving her. Amy shut her eyes tightly as the water blurred her vision. Then she opened her eyes again. The first person she said was him. Same person that turned her life into this nightmare. As she looked at him, maintaining eye contact with him, the hatred in her eyes burnt bright. Drake maintained the unhealthy staring competition without any expression on his face. THUD! “Ahh” Amy yelled. A boot flew from the crowd to her, and it hit her head. “How dare you maintain eye contact with the Boss!” Rose thundered. She was left with only a pair of boots on her leg. She was the one who threw the boots at Amy. Drake’s eyes never left Amy, even after the boot was thrown at her. But his facial expression changed, he was obviously angry. The entire mob had shock written all over there faces. No one has ever intruded the Boss before. “Rose” Mandy muttered, loud enough for Rose to hear. When Rose came back to her senses and realized what she had done, her eyes grew wide.Rose was brought to her knees and forced onto the stage. Marcus stood behind her while Drake sat in front of her, lazily playing with a small knife in his hand.Then he suddenly stopped, his attention fully on Rose.Her head was lowered, but her body trembled. She knew exactly how ruthless he could be.“I hope that wench is watching,” Drake said, referring to Amy.“Yes, Boss.”His eyes never left Rose.“Which hand did you use to throw the boot?”Rose looked up sharply.“Boss…” she muttered nervously.“I wouldn’t like to repeat myself.”Slowly, she stretched out her hand.“If this hand drops, I’ll throw you into the piranha pond and make the entire mob watch you get eaten alive for ten straight minutes. Then I’ll drag you out before you die so you can live with the scars forever.”His voice was calm, but every word carried cruelty.Rose knew better than to test him. Drake never joked about punishment.Using the knife, he slowly drew lines across her palm, cutting into her skin bit by b
As early as 5am, everyone is already up, it’s almost like a sin to sleep till dawn here. Some mobsters are jogging around, some are having combat duel, with other gangsters cheering and hyping. It’s loud and chaotic. Inside the prison area… Amy’s prison room. She’s pacing around the room, she couldn’t sleep, she looks unkept. Her clothes slightly burned from the fire at the club house, her long curly hair all tangled up, few bruises on her arms and legs dirty and bloody. She obviously had injuries on her legs since she was bare footed. She kept moving back and forth, then a sound came on the door. She paused, she took few steps back, away from the door. The door opened, two unfamiliar faces, both guys. Without a word or hesitation, they went for her, they grabbed her and pinned her down to the ground roughly. Her head hit on the rough concrete floor and she sustained an injury on her head and she passed out. They tied her up and gagged her mouth. They h
A sly grin crept onto Rose's face, mischief sparkling in her eyes. She glanced at the waitress, who was huddled on the floor, begging for mercy. The waitress tried to stay composed, but the tension in the air made it clear there was something dangerous about Rose's innocent-looking smile. “Take off the shoes you touched with your hands,” Rose said, her voice dripping with contempt. The waitress blinked with confusion written all over her face as she raised her head from the cold floor. “W-what?” she stuttered, clearly struggling to make sense of the situation. “If you look at me I’ll kill you and don't make me repeat myself you smelly piece of shit!” Rose replied, her anger surfacing. “Oh no, please, please,” she stammered as she began to take off the shoes. Her hands trembled, and her body shook with fear. “H-here, ma'am,” her lips quivered as she spoke. She raised the shoe cautiously, avoiding eye contact to prevent provoking a violent reaction. By now, other members were al
“Please stay alive baby, we promised ourselves a new life, just please stay alive” Amy’s face was filled with tears, her eyes looking red cause of all the liquid that had left her eyes. She kept stroking Rita’s hair backwards. She had placed Rita’s head on her leg. She could feel the vehicle's movement and how rough the road was as they were shaking as a result. Suddenly, the movement stopped. Amy braced herself, ready for What Was to come next. She held Rita to herself possessively. Then the door opened, revealing two people. Amy was forcefully taken away from Rita by one of the men and the other carried Rita. “Let go of me!” Amy struggled in the hands of the person but then suddenly she felt a sting on her face. She was slapped, but by whom? Immediately she looked up to see who slapped her, it was another black uniformed person but she was a girl. She looked emotionless, her red lipstick shade making her look like a vampire. “You do not ! Raise your voice here!” She sai
As the heat intensified, she noticed the entrance door to the club was broken , but the exit was engulfed in flames. A spark of determination ignited within her. Without a second thought, she dashed to her room and emerged with a big, duvet and a scarf. Clutching the duvet protectively, she hurried toward Rita, who lay motionless on the floor, the stark reality of their desolation sinking in. She urgently wrapped the scarf around Rita's arm, staunching the bleeding. “Rita, come on!” Amy pleaded, gently tapping her face. “Don’t drift off on me! I need you to fight—gather every bit of strength you have and walk.” Slowly, Rita’s eyes flickered open, and with a weak nod, she began to rise up with Amy’s support “Aghhhh” groan of pain escaped her lips, but this wasn’t just any woman; Rita was a warrior. Fueled by grit and the bond they shared, she mustered a faint but defiant smile. Carefully, Amy enveloped them both in the duvet, shielding them as they braved the fiery path ahead.
He returned his attention to his phone, his expression grave. One might think he was hacking into a secure system, but in reality, he was lost in a game. Amy was still on the floor, her eyes locked onto him, trying to process the cold wickedness she saw. “How can someone be so cruel and nonchalant?” she thought, her gaze drawn to the piercing glint of metal in his brows. Her eyes flicked to her uncle, who lay on the ground, weeping and begging for mercy. Then her attention turned to Rita, groaning in agony, pale and drenched in blood. Tears flowed from Amy’s eyes again as memories of laughter and shared moments with Rita flashed through her mind. “Is this how I lose her?” she thought, despair tightening around her heart. Suddenly, she dropped to her knees, allowing her fear to dissolve. “Pl…please let th…em go,” she stammered, rubbing her hands together in desperation. His gaze shifted from the screen to her, eyes piercing and filled with cold detachment. The silence stretch







