The Mafia's Charming Mate

“Bene, come desideri (Well, as you wish)” Rocco shrugged and wiped the spit off with his handkerchiefMarcello yelled for his men to protect him but nobody made a move. His second order got everyone of them running but not to his side, to his surprise. They all rushed to Rocco’s back and aimed at him.Not believing his eyes, he kept stuttering “What.. what the hell?” Before anyone could blink, Lord Marcello had been apprehended by his own men while Rocco stood there with a smirk dancing on his lips.With a snap of his finger, he was tied to a chair. Everyone ignored all his threats and shouts because no one could step in, it was Rocco Lorenzo and no one dared to breathe.“Your thirty seconds is up. You just got a new wristwatch, how come you can’t keep to time?” Rocco mocked and clacked his tongueLord Marcello kept screaming and threatening that he would pay for it but Rocco was not moved. He walked closer to him and roamed the gun around his cheeks and mouth while Lord Marcello tre

|Irena|The tiny street was filled with loud noises coming from the metals clashing against each other as people roared to the sound which was being supported by drums. Tents filled everywhere with different sellable under each one.The festival of new season was being celebrated and every attendee painted some facial artwork on their faces to identify with the festival. Ranging from clothes, accessories, ancient crafts to everything one ever wanted, they were all available at slash prices.“Get your fortune read! Don’t you want to know what life has in store for you? oh ye weak humans! Let the gods guide your path” my tiny voice managed to ring through the loud noise.By the time I had screamed for more than five times, I finally had my first customer under my small red tent and I got down to business.“You have to be careful today. There will be a large tornado at your workplace but if you are in the right place, it will pass you by” The first customer seemed confused at the mentio

His steps were solid as he approached the tied men lined up in front of him on a chair. He walked around them in circles as he said his lines.“Did you think I wouldn’t find out because I was busy with other things? You must have forgotten I have eyes everywhere” he continued and stopped abruptly in front of them“Do you have something to say?” he suddenly asked the first person and before he could respond, the sound of bones cracking filled the air.The sound was followed by a roar of painful shout as the man’s arm dangled from his right shoulder. Rocco had broken his arm and disconnected it from his shoulder in the span of seconds and no one dared make a sound.He moved on to the next and stared at him for a brief second before he lodged a bullet in his thigh, adding to the existing scream in the room.“Bring me the table” he commanded and immediately, a mini table was brought to him.At his signal, the table was placed in front of the third man and his right hand was forcefully pla

I brought the one on the roof down, his body slumping heavily as the echo of the gunshot faded into the chaos. Bojana, positioned behind the overturned table, sighted another one and gunned him down without hesitation. The air was thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder, and the whole house was covered with bullets raining from every angle. We were totally surrounded, but Matteo was untouched, seated like a king overseeing a battlefield, his glass of whiskey clutched lazily in his fingers.I could hear his laughter. It was annoyingly low, guttural, and laced with amusement, as I fought for my life, trying to hold the line while also covering Bojana until the requested backup arrived. Every second felt stretched, my heartbeat drumming in my ears, my breath coming in short bursts as I aimed for another target.I turned sharply to my right, attempting to shoot one of his men, but my arms wouldn’t lift. A numbness spread through my limbs like wildfire. Panic gripped me instantly, my body w

She was consistent with her yelling. Most times she instructed me to do something, it would always come with a yell. Never had she ever lost her voice and she rarely got sick, the only thing that Auntie fought with and lost the battle was her left eyesight.When I knew Auntie, she had trouble with seeing well with her left eye and she did all her best to treat it but nothing worked. Three years ago, she went blind totally in the left eye but trained herself to get used to the right eye only without wallowing much in self-pity. When I asked her how she was able to move on so quickly, she only smiled.“When life throws something bad at you. Catch it and use it well to teach life a lesson that you also have your own power” she finally told me one day after I disturbed the daylight out of her,***I finished helping with the arrangement and decided to go and withdraw the money I deposited at the bank few days ago since I needed to get some things for myself and the house.“Hmmm! The smell