All Chapters of Mafia’s Plaything (#1 of Mafia Series): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The Merchant of Death. ~Pamela All sorts of things were sold on that podium and most of the items on display made me sick. The pale kids were all sold to separate people. I watched with a horrified look as the children fought against their new owners as they were forcefully separated. The lady that I had a physical altercation with bought a boy not older than fifteen. The boy looked almost feminine and soft. It made me wonder about the depraved things she was going to do to him. I tried to forget all about it because there was nothing that I could on the long run. The entire thing was so disheartening to bear witness to. Although, the objects that were being displayed began to pique my interest. A floppy disk safely secured in a transparent glass box was put on display. "This object ladies and gentlemen contains the coordinates to the whereabouts of the legendary Spear of Longinos, believed to have been the spear that pierced Christ," The auctioneer proclaimed with an almost ferv

Lovelorn. ~Delmundo I had to heal in two different ways. The first was physical while the second was emotional. I was doing the first very well but the second one was going to be a little hard. I had stayed out of the actions that had taken place the past few months. I was healing up and training my mind and body with a little meditation and acupuncture from Georgia, I was almost back to a hundred percent. It was hard to keep my rage at bay during these process. Although, I was behind the scene, I still called the shots. I knew that my mem were anxious about my health and lack of action after what had happened to me. They were all waiting for my signal for retaliation but it was too soon and I preferred to bide my time than rush in head first. It was not about how well you fought but how long you lasted. I planned to last for as long as I could. Out in the streets there was an uneasy ceasefire. I had spent the days healing up at Frank's place because it was the smart move. Only

~PamelaThe first few months, there was peace. Then blood spilled.I had settled down very well with Simon and Daphne. I was skeptical at first about the fish they claimed to sell but it turned out that they were legit fish farmers. I even learned how they ran their business and occasionally helped out if I was bored.Dwayne— I had grown very used to him that it was a normal thing to see him come around. He had mafia business so he did not have much time to hang out. Sometimes, I was anxious about what he did out there and wondered if he ever came across Stephan.However, that was a fleeting thought. I was enjoying the freedom this island afforded me. I had grown to love Black River Town and every weekend Daphne and I drove through the town just to have fun. Of course there was a few down side to it.One of them was living through the incessant "games" Simon and Daphne played between themselves. I had once walked in on the both of them and what I saw was unwanted and seared into my br

The Dress That Began A War~DelmundoI jumped into the driver's seat and slammed the door. Frank entered hastily and did the same."What about Pamela," I asked in a demanding tone."Ya gotta see it for yourself, Boss," He said to me, his gruff voice filled with rage and worry. His behavior scared me but I did not let it show. The monster in me cackled with mad evil glee. It was waiting...it was waiting for the pain."How did you find me?" I asked him as I drove."GPS tracker," Frank simply said. I drove at full speed till I reached the Manor. My heart was beating hard in my chest as I killed the engine. A car had pulled up beside me. It was the muscle car Frank had used to rescue me from Crofts Hospital.Minerva got out of the vehicle and stiffly joined us. She said nothing as she walked beside me. I figured that she was still mad at me for telling her off the last time we spoke. She had not seen me since then. I had nothing to say to her for now because my mind was on Pamela.We had

~DelmundoThe next few days were filled with nation wide condolences.Distant relatives of the murdered victims cried and wailed at the gruesome way their loved ones had died and I watched it all with glee.I had saved Circe Croft for last on my hit list as I went house to house collecting the heads of the twelve. They never saw me coming as I and my death dealers made our way into theirs homes. We had left Lydia with her mother's corpse after I had put a bullet in her forehead.The father, I put the head in a in the fireplace and watched it burn. I saw Lydia shatter into pieces as she watched her the severed head of the man she called father burn."I should kill you but this suits me just fine, I can live with the fact that you will always know pain whenever you think of me," I told her. We left her there with the bodies and drove off from the premises.Circe's apartment was located at upper Manhattan where the rich and affluent resided in. It was occupied by the actors and actresses