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'When one's royally messed up then can a Masquerade party do anything to lighten the mood? Certainly, the answer’s no because it only adds to more vexation and makes one feel like an utter shit.' With a constant frown on his head, Ashton sat in the bars of the Walkers Abode and mused. He pulled at the bowtie of his tuxedo constantly bored of wearing that suicidal thing in his neck but still not forgetting to maintain his smile for his family’s sake. According to him, the societal parties were as annoying as the melodramatic soap operas of television.Ironic! He hated both.He gaze shifted continuously from the dance floor to his cell phone; his heart anticipated the call from his only solace in his hectic life but there was no end to this wait.Have you ever waited for someone’s call so much and when they don’t call, you can’t help but feel disappointed with everything? The surroundings no longer interest you while you feel like a moving log with no idea of what was going around."Dam
The Mourning Mafia The black or the Red?
An entire week passed in a blur for Ashton, but he couldn't just take that dangerous smile out of his system. Like an illusion of the night, he remembered himself dancing with the strangest woman ever who had a predatory smile on her lips throughout an hour of dancing with him. Neither did she say her name or her work, but that smile was scary to him. It felt like a warning. A peculiar warning that he had never felt before. The intensity of it was so high, and cunning that he still felt the same vibes going around him on that day.He sat behind his desk in his office suite in The Great Glacier—dressed up in a formal, three-piece suit; all set to have the first board meeting ever in his life. It was something which made him uncomfortable, but he had no option other than accepting it. It’s the way things were moving forth for him.Yet, he couldn’t concentrate because his ever so preoccupied mind won't just push away the magnetic feel of the two women, he encountered in his first week
The Mourning Mafia The Premise of the Plot!
Dressed in a pure black outfit with a velvet scarf wrapped around her face, clanking her five-inch stilettos on the tiled floor, she entered the premises of the Great Glacier Hotel.The bodyguards in black followed her with big rifles in their hands. As she passed the corridor, the blonde receptionist stood up petrified and so did the customers, checking in and out of the hotel. Every eye glued on the 5 feet 11 inches tall girl who walked with extreme dynamism around her screaming power, dominance and authority.Except for her brown caramel eyes and rosy pink lips nothing was in view but still one can immediately recognize the beauty she was."Board Room??" She queried in her soft and powerful tone. With two words, she scared the female sitting behind the huge counter. Her eyes were ready to fall of the sockets as she received the stubborn glares from the women security standing behind her latest fear.She looked for help but everyone stood rooted to their spots including the hotel se
The Mourning Mafia Competence of Imparting Shock!
Silence like never loomed in the room after the Fire herself admitted her raw intensity to burn people if they don’t adhere to her needs. The man in question still didn’t understand any of the happenings around him because his mind had taken refuge somewhere while his heart dreaded of what was to come.Imagine, coming across such a deadly declaration on your first board meeting! Your senses are bound to stop working while your rationality no longer is your friend. All you want to do is run away and hide before the fire burns you.Ashton wanted to do the same but before he could plan to escape or call for help, in few seconds the girl in front of him covered the distance between them, as whispers echoed in the large well-furnished room. “Too bad, Ashton Walkers! You’re in this city to rule over this seven-star hotel, and you’ve no idea about the lady ruling over entire Austria.” She feigned surprise in her eyes as well as voice but didn't remove the black scarf covering her face. “
The Mourning Mafia Fuck the Urgency!
Dad!Huh!Really!The hot hunk was a father!And no one knew it!These were the only thoughts running in every person’s mind who stood still in the boardroom. Suddenly, the pregnant pause was not only scary but intriguing as hell. No one knew what to say yet they were excited to know what the Mafia Girl had to say now but the even the terrifying woman was out of any sarcastic remark. It was a first! A shocking first for her because never in her wildest of dreams she had imagined the sexy man to father a beautiful girl.A child with the most mesmerizing eyes she has ever seen in this world.Much more attractive than the hot hunk who was sweating like a swine in front of her, due to the lost words that won't just come back to him.How would he even speak? And what should he even say to all the gaping audience?Simone swivelled her head to look at the women guards who were ready to kiss the floor, trembling in fear.They knew they were in deep shit because they had failed in their jobs a
The Mourning Mafia Hatred for Violent Mafia!
Ashton dragged Simone to the restroom attached to the boardroom and jerked her inside. She staggered but balanced herself right on the time before her body could touch the ground.Now, the fury she felt was unexplainable, but with that one humiliating jerk of the man she thought was different, it escalated her anger to new heights."How dare you?" Her voice echoed in the entire room, and with one swift move, she pulled out her gun from her jacket pocket, pointed it towards Ashton. She had hit it the second Alisha barged in the room earlier. It was an unconscious move on her part. Not even clever or anything. She just did it out of formality to not scare the child.But certainly, the man didn’t have any regards for her courtesy too. He needed to be taught a lesson for the same."How dare I or how dare you to barge in my hotel and order me like I am your slave? Listen, woman, you might have all the power to scare people in this city, but I am not the right one to be messed up with. So,
The Mourning Mafia Tantrum of a Satan Reincarnated!
With the adrenaline pumping right into his body like a speed of light, Ashton ran towards the boardroom as fast as he could. He refused to believe the possibility that occurred inside his over agitated brain.Still, with every step he took towards the designated room, his heartbeat dropped but he didn't let that intuition win.He moved forth with everything in him, and at last when he finally stood in front of the closed doors, he shut his eyes for a second to relax and then without another thought occupying his system, he pushed the doors wide open.“Alisha!” It was the first thing he screamed, taking a step inside the big room.Frantically, he searched for his daughter but on not spotting her, he felt an unexplainable hate, anger, and fury taking over his senses.The board members who still stood terrified at their places looked at him shocked not because of his scream but since he was still alive after he spent the most dangerous moments of his life with a psycho Mafia. God was on
The Mourning Mafia The Unexpected Collapse!
As soon as he screeched the car in front of the mansion, she ran inside ready to break everything. Cursing his fate, Ashton strolled after her and a cushion hit his face as he stepped inside. The plates, forks, spoons, side lamps followed the list while the poor father's helpless screams went on deaf ears."Alisha stop it, please!" He begged, taking hasty steps towards her while she moved away from him still throwing stuff at him, whatever she could get hold off."Until you don't tell me why I can’t stay here with you, I won't stop!" She yelled throwing all the antique things, placed on the glass shelves around the large living room.Tears cascaded her eyes which pierced Ashton's heart into pieces, but he was holding himself back from not giving into her. She was still too naive to understand things so how he can burden her with things which she shouldn't know."Al, for your mother's sake just stop it!" Ashton lost it and ended up speaking something which he shouldn't have because she
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