All Chapters of Mafia’s Plaything (#1 of Mafia Series): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

61. The other side of him III. ~PAMELAI could not believe what I was watching but it was real and I had gone numb with fear. I tried to mentally play it down but I was on the brink of losing my mind. There was another person in Stephan's head and he was out of his cage. If Stephan was bad then this one has got to be evil. I was not judging yet but from the little I watched Mr. Void's personality, I could tell he did not give a flying fuck about anything except for Stephan. "You seem to know Stephan very well, Mr. Void," Circe said trying to keep the conversation ongoing. "I have always been with him, Croft, protecting him from the world, I am the reason he has stayed alive since he was a child," Mr. Void proclaimed. I did not know why he would not clean away the blood trickling out of his nose. His face glistened with sweat and his shirt was heavily moist with perspiration. "Why do you think he needs protection from Pamela?" Circe asked. Mr. Void glared at the camera before

63. A Deadly Dinner. ~Delmundo Georgia laid out the finest of my suits and a new phone because I disposed of the one I had earlier when I was on Circe's island. A burner phone had only an hour before it was obsolete. I did not have any desire to lay my eyes on Pamela just yet, I was afraid that seeing her might derail me from my mission. I put on my suit and black Italian leather shoes and left the house. Frank was already on his way to get the explosive from Joe and all I had to do for now was go for a dinner date with my ex who just tried to have me killed. All the women in my life had a knack for wanting to take my life. I got into my car and started the engine. I put it in reverse and drove backward before turning and exiting my compound. I drove at high speed not caring about the cops. I owned them in this part of the city because it was my territory. I looked at tin rearview mirror and suspected that a car was on my tail. I was already a person of interest since my father

65. The Forbidden Secret~Pamela Now that I knew what was going on with Stephan, I became scared of what to do with the information. I knew it was out of the question to tell or show anyone so the only option left was to take it to my grave. Minerva was fuming when I opened the door to the surveillance room and I could tell that she was fighting the urge to punch me in the face. "What the fuck are you doing inside of this place," She demanded as she looked around in suspicion. She spotted the laptop and raised an eyebrow. "I needed some me time, Minerva, away from all this craziness," I lied but tried to sound convincing. "Bullshit! You locked me in your closet just so you could get some time alone when all you had to do was ask," Minerva let out in anger. "I did not think that you would agree with me," I said. "You are right, I would not have let you out of my sight for any reason," Minerva said coldly. "I guess what I did was justified then," I said in a playful tone and l

67. Owned by Him II. ~Pamela "Walk with me," Stephan ordered me as he made his way out of the dining room. My legs followed in response as apprehension flowed through me. I was at a loss for words and could not even bring myself to imagine what he was going to do to me. I walked meekly beside him as we both headed for the stairs in silence. I fought the urge to make a run for it but where could I run to? Who could I run to? "You forced my hand Pamela, remember that," He told me with a kind of finality that made me shudder in expectancy of what was to come. The house seemed empty except for the both of us. I tried to even my breath as I climbed the stairs with him. He was right about me forcing his hand but it was not my fault. Whenever I was around him, smart decisions evaded me and he knew this. We got to the room and he shut the door behind the both of us. I had no clue about what he was going to start with as I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. He walked to the so

Hearts and Emotions~ DelmundoI was hurt. I was angry and most of all I was sad. I let the cold hit me as I walked naked to my room. I was still reeling from the throes of passion as I headed for my room and it took a lot of willpower not to go back and finish what I started. It was hard to believe that Pamela could do what she did. I admired her audacity but she had no right to destroy the flash drive. I knew she was telling the truth because I heard the desperation in her voice. I entered my room and went to the wardrobe. I found a neatly folded black V-neck tight-fitting T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I pulled it out and searched for pants to wear. Georgia handled all my clothes so it was a bit difficult to decide what to put on. I had no desire to sleep tonight because there was so much to do. I had an underground structure to destroy and a second meeting with my soon-to-be-dead ex. I found a pair of black fitted jeans and put them on. I walked to my shoe rack chose a pair of s