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The mafia’s captive The price of survival
Bain’s boots hit the cold ground, the sound echoing in the barren hall of the facility. His team was in formation—Ryder, Luka, Vulture—all ready for the chaos that was about to unfold. This wasn’t just a rescue mission; this was personal.The baby wasn’t Cassie’s. It was the child of a girl who had survived Valeria’s cruel torture. A girl who, despite everything she had endured, had begged them to get her baby back. The girl had given them vital information about the facility, but nothing could prepare them for the horrors they’d find inside.“Stay sharp,” Bain muttered, his eyes darting from one corner of the dark hallway to another. Every footstep felt like it could trigger an alarm. The last thing they needed was more attention than they already had.Vulture cradled the baby carrier close to his chest, his expression hard and cold. His usual humor was gone. This was the part of the war where they would take no prisoners.“Let’s move,” Bain ordered, and the team advanced through the
The mafia’s captive The girl who lived
Vienna, midnight.The infiltration wasn’t loud. It wasn’t bloody. Not yet.Liang’s scouts had already mapped the estate. The Lentz Foundation’s files were kept in a sub-level archive beneath their lakeside mansion, guarded by private security and two former military analysts. But they hadn’t anticipated the silent efficiency of Liang’s people—ghosts in the dark.Bain, Vulture, and Viktor entered once the house was clear. No broken doors, no alarms. Just silence.The baby was in the upper nursery. Cassie had insisted they bring a woman from their medical team to hold him—the infant’s heart rate dropped every time he heard a man’s voice. He had been born into fear.They found the files—hard copies, backups, coded entries under pseudonyms. But Viktor cracked them quickly.It was worse than they expected.Names. Payment ledgers. Medical records. Designer gene selection codes. A list of girls labeled only by number, not name. The Cradle wasn’t just a trafficking operation—it was an elite b
The mafia’s captive Crimson cradle
The room was dim, lit only by surgical lamps that cast harsh white light onto metal and skin. A camera sat mounted overhead—steady, deliberate, high quality.Valeria stepped into the frame wearing sterile gloves, her raven-black hair tied back, her eyes cold and flat. She smiled. Not for comfort, but for the lens.The teenage girl strapped to the table thrashed weakly. She couldn’t scream—Valeria had severed her vocal cords hours before.“You’ll want to pay close attention,” Valeria said softly, addressing no one and everyone at once. “Because this isn’t just a message. This is a reminder.”The camera zoomed in as Valeria picked up the scalpel.Back in the Pyrenees bunker, the screen flickered on its own, overriding their firewall. Liang jumped to kill the feed—but Bain raised a hand, eyes locked on the horror unfolding.Vulture gritted his teeth. “She’s broadcasting through a stolen military channel. We can’t stop it without drawing the FBI’s entire cyber wing.”Cassie, in another ro
The mafia’s captive Heartless bitch
The candlelight flickered across Valeria’s face, casting a dance of gold and shadow against her high cheekbones. She sat cross-legged in the heart of her temporary war room—an ancient crypt beneath the ruins of a monastery outside Zagreb. It smelled of dust, blood, and the perfume of rotting roses. Her sanctuary.Around her, women knelt like silent wolves—her Bone Circle. Girls she had stolen, trained, and reshaped from adolescence into instruments of precision and cruelty. They didn’t speak unless spoken to. They didn’t flinch. Not even when the video of the Zurich facility leak flashed across the old projector.“Cowards,” Valeria whispered.The footage had gone public—blurred faces, high-ranking politicians, international moguls, and doctors smiling for cameras beside babies bred like cattle. Her breeding centers, her empire. Exposed.She stood slowly. Her red silk robe hissed like a viper.“They think leaking footage will scare us.” She picked up a syringe filled with a glowing yel
The mafia’s captive Enemies in Zurich
Zurich – 2:03 A.M.The snow in Zurich fell softly, masking the movement of the First Choice infiltration team as they maneuvered through the back alleys and rooftop shadows. Liang moved like smoke, barely a whisper, while Bain, clad in matte black, kept pace behind him. Petrov and Sokolov flanked the western wing of the target compound—a sleek medical facility that masked the horrors beneath.From a rooftop across the street, the Widowmaker scoped the perimeter with the Spider crouched beside her, watching silently.“Three heat signatures on the lower level,” Widowmaker muttered. “Not guards. Victims. Strapped to something.”Spider responded only with a nod, his fingers already at work hacking the side gate’s biometric panel through a portable device.Inside Bain’s earpiece, Vulture’s voice came through. “Move fast. Valeria’s not as far behind as we thought.”Cassie’s voice followed. She wasn’t part of the mission, but she had heard what was coming. “Stay sharp, all of you. If she sme
The mafia’s captive No saints in shadows
The private jet cut through the sky like a blade, black and silent. Inside, Bain, Liang, Vulture, and a dozen elite soldiers sat in silence, armed to the teeth. No words were needed. Only the low hum of engines, and the storm of thoughts in each man’s head.Liang sat across from Bain, sharpening one of his thin, hooked daggers.“This facility is built beneath the Kyoto hotel’s spa and wine cellar,” he said. “We go in through the south entrance. Disguised elevator behind a wall panel. Cameras are controlled by a man named Kenzou—I paid him off months ago for just this kind of occasion.”Bain nodded. “How many guards?”“More than usual. Valeria sent extra hands. Ex-military, some foreign.”Vulture loaded his sidearm slowly. “Good. More targets.”The jet landed in a private airstrip outside Kyoto. The team split into convoys and entered the city in staggered intervals. Under the veil of night, they approached the hotel from three sides.Liang led Bain and Vulture through the back service
The mafia’s captive Smoke signals
Vulture stood at the edge of the mountain compound, staring into the cold horizon. His coat flapped in the wind. Behind him, Bain, Petrov, Sokolov, and Liang stepped out from the debriefing room, heavy silence hanging between them.Liang spoke first. “Wen Ji confirmed the facility beneath the yacht is mobile. It’s already left the Mediterranean and is headed toward West Africa. The other two—still active.”“She’s running a global network in plain sight,” Petrov muttered. “Selling lives like livestock.”“She’s not just selling,” Bain said. “She’s reshaping power.”Vulture’s jaw twitched. “We cut off her limbs, she grows new ones. We kill her people, she makes martyrs. She’s provoking us.”Sokolov adjusted his gloves. “Then we provoke back.”Before anyone could speak, Victor strode in through the stone hallway, carrying a folder sealed with three black stamps.“Intercepted correspondence,” Victor said, handing it to Bain. “Encrypted email between Valeria and someone known only as ‘The C
The mafia’s captive Peekaboo
Liang’s scouts returned with silence in their footsteps and hell in their eyes.Inside the war room, a digital screen flickered to life. One of the scouts—a woman named Hana with a scar splitting her eyebrow—bowed slightly to Liang, then began:“We found one of the facilities.”The room quieted instantly.She pulled up a grainy drone feed. Amid a snowy forest somewhere in the Carpathians stood a concrete structure marked only with a strange emblem—an ouroboros encircling a red cradle.“We believe Valeria calls it The Terrifying Club.”Cassie shivered at the name.Hana continued, “They’ve been using this site to break teenage girls into obedience. It’s where she first began grooming her assassins.”Another scout, Genji, added, “Every girl is tattooed with numbers. They wear collars. They are trained to kill, seduce, and die without hesitation. We recovered a ledger with the list of buyers—senators, generals, CEOs.”Bain’s jaw tightened. “Anyone from the U.S.?”“Yes,” Genji said. “Three
The mafia’s captive Whispers beneath
The storm outside the Pyrenees stronghold had eased to a cold, eerie stillness, but within the war room, tension was rising by the minute.Vulture stood near the window, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. The conversation with General Arturo de la Cruz lingered in the air like smoke—both men had been soldiers, commanders, survivors of bloodied decades. But even Arturo couldn’t deny what his daughter had become.“He said he just wanted to see Elias one last time,” Vulture muttered, facing the others. “And he did. But he also said something else… that Valeria always hid her worst obsessions behind the ones people could see.”Bain’s jaw tensed. “Meaning?”Liang stepped forward. He’d been quiet through most of the night, eyes sharp, watchful. But now, he unfolded a paper-thin map from his coat and smoothed it across the table.“It means this isn’t just about your son. Or Cassie. Or even you,” Liang said. His tone was calm, but his gaze was hard as stone. “I’ve been watching her patt
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