"What happens to your face." Michael raised a question after noticing that Christina's face had turned purplish on the spot Bee punch her.Christina veers around her face in the other direction as she strolled to the center of the room." It's nothing, serious love. You should see the other girl." She chuckled."You mean you were fighting with someone else." He shifted closer to her and inspect her wound area."Yes, Michael. It's no big deal." She answered back sarcastically. " now tell me, how's my son doing?" she inquired with a solemn face."It is a big deal if you want to get out of this place on good behavior." He exclaimed with his eyes wide open.Christina narrows her eyes at him with a frown."Calm down love, ok l promise it won't happen again," she says with a weak tight-lipped smile."Are you sure?" He snatched her waist and yanked her closer to him."Yes, I promise I won't be a bad girl anymore, now please tell me how son is doing?." She let out a naughty smirk and put her a
Fives years later…"It's a happy fourth of July to everyone including some of the inmates across the state as president Obama has just pardoned two thousand inmates. One of those pardoned is the famous comare also known as Christina walker who was serving her life sentence in Julia tutwiler prison for women, she was charged with human trafficking for over two thousand plus men who are still missing up to this day, and now she is walking out of the prison to continue living her blissful life. This is Christal wood reporting for CNN news have a safe weekend." a cheerful woman dressed in a white fur coat spoke up with her teeth clattering to the freezing temperatures.It's been five years since Christina was sentenced to life in prison and now she had been pardoned by the president. Some called it luck while others said she used her connections to get out of serving her full sentences in jail for human trafficking.Michael was seated in his new home office while Eva watched the news in t
"Hey Christina! Christina! Come over here." Christina heard her uncle Victor Walker calling out to her. Her heart lurched at his leering gaze. She gave him a sarcastic look but made no effort to take a step forward. Victor was seated in her late father’s office chair with two whores on each of his thighs. . His way of life disgusted her. He was either having an orgy party or raving the shit out of himself and his whores. Christina tried to avoid him at all costs because she was very scared of him. And Julia, her former nanny told her to do so before she left. "Come here baby girl, sit on my lap." He said again as he shoved one of his whores out of his lap. She staggered towards Christina and tried to kiss her.Wrinkling her nose, Christina pushed her away but the whore just smirked and walked away. She was dead drunk and she had some drug residue beneath her nose. "You called?" Christina asked in a shaky voice. She had long stopped addressing him as "uncle victor" because he a
Seven years later…."Chris, the shipment is ready for pickup." Mario reported to the Comare as she sat in her office, smoking a cigarette. "Mmmm." She hummed in response. She didn't talk much. She was more business than friendly… Even though she was a woman, she still exuded power and dominance. This woman was none other than Christina Walker, the Mafia Queen Comare. She had grown into a highly charming woman and was able to arouse deep desires in any man she wanted but she was too busy building her father’s business having taken over from Victor at the first chance she got. At 18, he became very afraid of her and ran like a fat penguin with its short legs unable to carry its body. She let him go because of the love she had for her father otherwise, he deserved nothing but to be dipped in a drum of concentrated acid. "I’m getting everything ready. Please do join me in the garden." Mario said in reverence. Although he was her second in command and a man, he never once tried to
Detective Michael Lewis had been chasing the Chris’ cartel’s tail for a while now but his efforts yielded no results. It was known as the biggest crime organisation where all sorts of crime took place and him and his team had been investigating it for the past 3 years. If they closed down its operations they could end other organisations which were directly linked to it. Luckily, a member of the cartel offered to provide information if he was granted immunity. It was a good opportunity for Michael to capture the criminal Mafia boss, Chris so he didn’t hesitate to grab the deal. "Good morning detective? Are you ready for the meeting before you throw yourself into the lion's den." The chief of the police unit asked as Michael entered her office and took a seat. She wanted update on how he was going to penetrate the Chris cartel."Yes ma'am." Michael replied to her with reverence. "Good, then let's go to the boardroom." The chief of police led Michael to the boardroom where ten of
48 hours later…The sound of a metal door awakened Michael’s senses and a wave of relief rushed through him. He had started to lose hope in the mission since they had kept them in the dark room for far too long. "Get a horse and spray them with water, they stink like dead rats." One of the voice commands was given. A ripple of cold water splashed the men and woke them up from their half dead bodies. After a few minutes which felt like forever the water stopped and the light was turned on. At first Michael could not clearly see since his eyes were deprived of light for a long time. He saw shadows of objects moving around him… till he finally passed out due to dehydration. When he came to, he found himself handcuffed to a bed with a running IV. He was so dizzy that he passed out a second time. When he finally woke up, he tried to sit up and look around but a nurse quickly came to his bed and told him not to get up as he had suffered severe dehydration and a day late for treatment.
The bedroom…Night time was play time for Christina and her sex slaves. So long she had no business to attend to, she had all the fun she wanted in the world.Michael enters the room, it's dark as the lights have been dimmed. Two women in a big transparent glass box were having steaming hot sex in the center of the room."Come here.” Christina said to him the moment she saw him. She was seated on her bed, with her sex slave seated on the floor. Her bed was covered in red silk bed sheets.Michael walks over to the bed and stands at attention…as he awaits his orders from the comare."At ease, soldier." Christina said with a seductive chuckle, while handing him a glass of whiskey. He gladly took it and she was surprised. No soldier has ever done so. ‘He is not afraid or intimidated by me. This is interesting.’ She thought to herself. This was definitely new to her and she did not know how to react to it. Should she hate it or like it?"Michael is your name right?" She asked, acting lik
The snitch…Christina was led to Carlo’s lounge, it was still the same as the wife had left it. It had pink sofas which were the wife's idea and gold and white curtains. It was filled with pictures of the entire family…"How are you doing uncle Carlo?" She asked him, taking a seat on one of the couches. "I have seen better days princess, I miss them every single day.” Carlo said as tears ran down his cheeks. Christina immediately stood up and sat next to him, holding his hand as her gaze travelled to her bodyguards. "Privacy!" She ordered everyone out of the room and returned his gaze to Carlo, sadness creeping into her when she noticed his crestfallen expression. This was not the man she remembered to be her father’s friend. Carlo was a happy and funny man to be around with but when it came to business, he was very strict.It's been 3 years since the incident. But it felt like yesterday. She couldn’t help but feel sympathy for him."It's ok uncle Carlo. Let it out." Christina rema