The Billionaire Mafia's Heiress And The Undercover

Harley was In the living room watching a movie on the television, all of a sudden, she heard gunshots reverberating around the house She had never heard the sound of gunfire before and it made her heart race with fear, her parents had always told her about the consequences of owing money to the wrong people, but she never thought that it would come to this.

The businessman, Mr. Anderson, had arrived with his men, demanding the payment of the debt that Harley's parents owed. When they were unable to pay, Mr. Anderson had given them a week to come up with the money, and now he was back to collect his dues.

"Don't move or I'll shoot!" one of Mr. Andeeson's men yelled, pointing a gun at Harley's trembling form. She could see the terror in his eyes, but she was too afraid to say anything.

Harley's parents had always kept their dealings with Mr. Anderson a secret, not wanting her to be caught up in their mess. But in the end, it was all for nothing as Harley was now a captive of the merciless businessman.

"Get up and come with us," Mr. Robertson demanded. Harley hesitated for a moment, looking at her parents lying on the floor, blood pooling around their lifeless bodies. She knew that there was no going back now and had no choice but to obey.

As they left the house, a neighbor heard the commotion and called the police, they arrived shortly after Mr, Robertson and his men had fled with Harley in tow, The police took one look at the scene and immediately started an investigation into the matter.

Meanwhile, Harley was transported to Mr. Andeetson's office in the heart of the city. She was trembling with fear and her heart was pounding in her chest, but she tried not to show it, She was determined to stay strong, for her parents' sake.

The office was grand with plush furniture and expensive artwork adorning the walls. Mr, Robertson sat behind his massive desk, his eyes scanning her every move. "Sit down," he said, gesturing to the chair across from him, Harley complied, but her hands were shaking so much that she struggled to keep them still.

"I'm sorry about what happened to your parents," Mr. Robertson said, his voice surprisingly gentle. "But they owed me a lot of money and they didn't have the means to pay it back. I had no choice."

Harley gritted her teeth, angry tears welling up in her eyes. "You had no choice? You killed them!" she spat, her voice shaking with rage.

Mr. Robertson leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "I didn't want it to come to this, but they left me no choice. I had to send a message to the others," he explained, almost sympathetically.

Harley's heart sank at his words. He was going to use her as a warning to others. She was nothing but a pawn in his game, a means to an end.

"What do you want from me?" Harley asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

"You're going to work for me," Mr. Andeeson said, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "You are not going to be paid, but you'll be taken care of, But you must understand that you belong to me now, You owe me a debt, just like your parents did, and I heard that you are very brave and smart like your parents, don't worry, you'll be useful for me In different ways," Mr, Anderson said,

"What kind of work?" Harley asked, already dreading the answer

Mr, Anderson smiled, revealing a row of perfect teeth. "You'll see," he said. "For now, just rest. you've had a long day journey, We'll discuss the details tomorrow," Mr. Anderson said,

Harley stayed silent, too afraid to speak. She knew that her life would never be the same again. She had lost her parents, her home, and her freedom in one fell swoop, and the only solace she found was in the fact that the police were now investigating the matter, She didn't know what the outcome would be, but she hoped that justice would be served,

As she lay down on the plush bed, tears streaming down her face, Harley realized that she was all alone in this world. She didn't know what the future held, but one thing was certain: the debt that her parents owed would haunt her for the rest of her life,

Mr, Anderson knew that he had to take drastic measures to recover the money he had invested in Harley, So, he contacted the local Mafia king and arranged a meeting to sell her,

As Harley sat in the backseat of Mr, Anderson's car, he felt uneasy, "Where are we going?" he asked.

"Just some business to take care of," Mr. Anderson replied with a tone of finality,

When they arrived at a deserted warehouse, Harley's heart sank, a group of men surrounded the car as Mr. Anderson got out and approached the Mafia king,

"I have what you asked for," Mr. Anderson said, gesturing towards Harley,

The Mafia king eyed Harley up and down. "What's her name?" he asked.

"Harley," Mr, Anderson replied.

"And why are you so eager to get rid of her?" the mafia king asked named Ricardo asked,

"She owes me money and I've wasted enough time trying to collect it from his deadbeat parents," Mr, Anderson explained,

“Did you sign up any agreement documents?“ Ricardo asked,

“Yeah, here is the agreement, you can go through It,” Mr, Anderson said, and he handover the documents to Ricardo,

The Mafia king Ricardo nodded and handed Mr, Anderson a briefcase full of cash. "She's yours," he said to one of his men, who grabbed Harley and dragged her away,

Harley screamed for help, but no one came to her rescue. He realized that he was completely alone and at the mercy of the Mafia,

Ricardo sat on his throne-like chair, his eyes scanning the room filled with scantily-clad girls. He had summoned Rosalie, one of his top girls, to his chambers for an important assignment,

“Rosalie, we have a new girl here, make sure you take care o her, let her know the rules here,” Ricardo said,

“Is she beautiful?“ Rosalie asked,

“Yeah, she tried a little, she's nineteen, and I think, she should be able to handle little things” Ricardo explained,

“Where Is she?“ Rosalie asked,

“Get her from the arrival hall” Ricardo retorted,

Rosalie walked Into the Mafia King arrival hall, and she saw Harley, sitting down on the bench waiting for whatever coming her way,

Rosalie walked closer to her and she asked, baby girl, what's your name?“

Harley Davidson” Harley said while tears dripping down from her eyes,

“Harley, darling," he purred as she entered the room, "come with me,” Rosalie said,

“Just let me be, I don't want to talk to anybody,” Harley said,

“Baby girl, I don't want to rough handle you, please, stand up and come with me” Rosalie explained,

Harley didn't mind but sobbed, and Rosalie called two guys, and when Harley saw the hefty guys, she stood up with tears dripping down from her eyes, and she followed Rosalie, she led Harley to the other girls In their hostel where she was given a small size room with a student bed,

A few hours later, Ricardo called Rosalie on the phone, “Rosalie” he said with a treble voice,

What is it, my king?" she asked, her voice laced with honey,

"I need you to round up two more girls for me, I need to reduce the Items In stock, we need to sell some stuff off, and while doing that at the club, two girls must be distracting people when we're conducting our operations," Ricardo explained.

Rosalie nodded, already thinking of a few girls she knew who would be perfect for the job among their girls, "consider it done, my king." Rosalie said,

Ricardo leaned forward, his eyes gleaming. "And Rosalie, I want you to keep an eye on them. Make sure they're loyal to me” Ricardo said,

Rosalie smiled, knowing exactly what her king meant. "I understand, my king."

"Good," Ricardo said, dismissing her with a wave of his hand. "You may go now."