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The Mob Queen Prologue
The night was dark; an almost deathly haze surrounded the entire house. The little girl in her room quivered as hushed screams came from downstairs. She knew what was happening; her mother and father were fighting again. It was a usual occurrence in her life.She grabbed hold of her blue stuffed bear and hugged it tightly. " Why do they always do this?" she whispered sadly to her toy, " Why can't they be more like you and Mrs. Blue."Receiving no answer from the inanimate object, she simply lay in her bed and tried to sleep. A few hours later, the little girl still couldn't sleep. The noise her parents made kept her up all the while. They were getting louder now but then the arguing abruptly stopped."That's not good." she whispered to herself, "Let's go see what's going on, Mr. Blue."She grabbed the stuffed bear and quietly trudged out of her room and passed her guards. She had become familiar with their routines so it was easy for her to outsmart them. After all, she was a Hwang, a
The Mob Queen Chapter 1
*Words and Meanings* Kaleutel - cartel Sajangnim - boss ~~~~~ Eleven years. It's been eleven years since that dark day. It still haunts me to this day that I stood and watched. I watched everything and did nothing to help them. My dull honey-brown eyes stare back at me from the mirror and I school my features. I'm often told I look a lot like my mother; having her long straight black hair and Asian eyes. I'm often told that I'm just as dangerous as her as well. Tomorrow is my birthday. I'll be twenty-one and my parents' last request will finally be carried out; I'll be initiated as the boss. I neatened my black suit and tied my hair in a high ponytail. I'm the future boss, after all, might as well look the part. Being the eleventh year since my parents died, today we pay respects to them as a final farewell before the new boss is initiated tomorrow. "Hurry up, Miliani. We are going to be late!" my older brother, Dwayne calls from outside. I scowled, "Wait for me in the freakin
The Mob Queen Chapter 2
A stormy breeze rouses me from my sleep. Why is it so cold in here? I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and look to the side of me to see my window opened, the moon staring into my room. That's strange, I swore I closed the damn thing before I went to bed. Wait- I did; I did close it. I quickly pulled my bedside table drawer open and grab my gun, aiming it into the darkness. The sound of a quiet shuddered breath suddenly echoes through the air. Someone is here, in my bedroom. "Whoever you are, you better show yourself." I commanded dryly. Silence. Who is this person? And why haven't they tried to kill me yet? What kind of person breaks into a mob boss' room and simply hides? I take the safety off and cock the barrel of the gun. Christ, I really hope I wouldn't have to use this thing. "You got three seconds before I unload the entire barrel inside you," I fibbed; I can never kill someone, "One! Two...." "Alright! I'm coming out! Just don't shoot me," a voice responded this time. Th
The Mob Queen Chapter 3
*Words and Meaning*Proprio come la tua dannata madre. - Just like your damn mother.~~~~~The air in Sicily is fresh and calming. I instantly knew why people will love living here. The whole place is just bright and so full of life. The perfect place to head an illegal organization without getting caught. Dangelo's father had a car waiting for us at the airport. I was nice of him but I am pretty sure we would've done just fine in a regular car rather than a limo.When you're trying to lay low, it's not in your best interest to be flashy."Where are we going?" I demand, my eyes glued to the window."Trapani. The original headquarters of our operation." Dangelo responds lightly.He's efficient, quick to respond, quick to act. If things had been different I wouldn't have minded him working on my side if he wasn't such a spook that is. It isn't long before we come to a clean dirt road leading up a hill. It was behind a gate that opened automatically when we got close. Going up, it wasn't
The Mob Queen Chapter 4
Gerardo was right. The documents left to me were financial reports from the year my parents died. The expenses don't add up. There are unnecessary things on this list, undervalued items, overvalued items. Everything is just wrong. Who could do this?I look down and Seong's signature came into view. I grit my teeth. What is he, stupid? That mother fucker. The anger starts to consume me so I take a deep breath and switched pages. There I find an envelope with my name on it. This must be from mom.I rip open the envelope and a silver locket falls out. Then I notice the letter that accompanies it. Am I really ready to know what my mother's last words to me are? I regret the last thing I said to her; I am yet to forgive myself. Now in her death, she's trying to protect me but I don't deserve it.Sighing, I slowly unfolded the piece of paper and the first line made my eyes well up immediately.~My little blood flower,If you are reading this, it means everything has gone to shit and you are
The Mob Queen Chapter 5
*Words and Meaning*cazzo di inferno - fucking hellmerda - shitadesso - now~~~~~Gerardo wasn't kidding when he said that everything would be ready by tonight. Everything I asked for was given to me; along with a private jet and he's letting us stay in the penthouse he owns in Miami, which is where we are headed to. Vincenzo is indeed a competent strategist; we came up with a strategy in just a matter of minutes.The overall plan is to get this over with as soon as possible so I could do some more digging on Dwayne and that so-called uncle of mine. However, the strategy is pretty simple and harmless. Vincenzo and I argued about that; had he gotten his way, we'd be leaving behind a string of dead bodies.We arrived in Miami last night and went right to bed. At the moment we are preparing to go out and find Gi. The whole operation depended on Mafalda and I. She's a quiet one, doesn't talk much but she gives off this distasteful feeling towards me. Our part in this is to get the owners
The Mob Queen Chapter 6
~"It was an Asian dude! I swear to god I don't know his name!"~My mind keeps going back to what Paulo said as I clean the blood of my hands.~"Your father was a fucking rat!"~And his insults. What did he mean?~"It's a shame that I know more about your family than you do. The great Miliani Hwang is just a clueless little girl!"~I sigh and take a look at the mirror. My hair is neat and the jeans and blouse I have on doesn't have a blood stain. I work cleanly, efficiently. I am like a robot. The overwhelming ache that accompanies a torture is the main reason I rarely do it.With the way things are going at this moment, though, I'll need to suck it up. I walk out the bathroom that's attached to the bedroom on the plane and find my brother awake on the bed. He looked flustered and sweat dripped down his face.His frightened eyes met mine and I couldn't help but think they look just like mom's. "Gi, are you okay?" I ask softly. He swallows and nod quickly. His chest moves up and d
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