All Chapters of The Mafia Game: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

It was like walking on a single string while being blindfolded on a rope above a sea full of sharks or maybe a river full of crocodiles. It was even hard to think what to compare with it, but one thing’s for sure, it was like leading herself to a grave Sierra didn’t even know existed in the first place.Maybe it was still too early to overreact, but she couldn’t help but jump to several disturbing conclusions. Her whole body was numb with the image of a gun in her mind as she processed what she just saw. With her quick thinking, she began to remove every piece of her clothing. Maybe her distraught face would be the last thing he’d notice if he could look elsewhere. Her train of thoughts continues to trail around. A gun may be acceptable, but why a hidden weapon? She didn’t need to pull the trigger or aim at something to know it was still working. It looked new. Maybe Alek would claim its protection, and it would make sense if this isn't the safest and one of the most secluded islands

Love can be the most wonderful feeling. People can try and argue or deny. However, the counter-argument of the person in love will overpower any statement. That bliss comes with the thought of a lifetime companion. Just a thought because no matter how in love a person is, marriage is still a gamble. The endorphins remind anyone of the price, but the same feeling makes you forget about the possible loss. First of all, to minimize this risk, it is essential to know who you are dating. Some would fall short in this area… Sierra included. "Why do you have a bandaid in your hand?" Her grip on the knife tightened. She smiled and tried to loosen the tightness in her jaw too. "Got a little clumsy in the flower shop." "Is it okay now?" Her pain tolerance is incomparable to anyone, a secret she doesn't usually share. She faked a flinch in between their meal for his act to be believable. "Have you thought about the vacation?" Alek excitedly asked her. She admits. Alek is a great actor. He

Being discreet is an essential part of Sierra’s culture. Issues are being avoided like the plague. So, it was important not to get involved in fights and to never ever begin a scene. Battles with ‘ordinary’ people are only to be fought if and only if the other party starts it. Growing up with disguised security around her, this barely happens.She was treated like any other student in school. What other students don’t know was the day Sierra was enrolled, a ‘company’ donated security cameras to be installed all over the school area. If anyone was exposed to her family’s business, no matter how big or small a hint they had, a non-disclosure agreement had to be signed. All these had to be done confidentially.This was Sierra’s norm and truth. Experiencing her first kidnapping attempt at the age of four was treated like an initiation among her cousins. They get to tell stories of the most fun experience. Her story of being pointed at a gun while in the middle of her afternoon snack tim

Alek woke up way earlier than usual. Sierra was observing her from their room. For someone who just lost his job, he was acting too busy with his phone.He didn't look like the Alek he fell in love with. He looked like a businessman.Sierra's eyes were on his body. Admiring every inch and observing every prominent vein. At the same time, wondering how he could easily make this man kneel with a single attack.He may be bigger, but she knows she is stronger. She hated all the martial arts training—the boxing, the karate, and all those things. In the end, she had to admit that it was worth it. Knowing well that she could easily inflict pain on someone who hurt her.Gone were the slow mornings. She messed up her hair to make her seem more soft-looking. Sierra looked into the mirror, her perky nipples peeking at her thin nightgown. Like one of her thorns, she was ready to use her beauty for something dangerous."Are you okay?" She said too softly."Yes. I am okay." He smiled, but he was ac