All Chapters of The mafia’s captive : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Island of misery

Bain Blackwood and Sokolov moved silently through the dense jungle, the salty breeze from the island’s shore mixing with the heavy, oppressive weight in their chests. They had received an encrypted video—the desperate, terrified eyes of the girl who had escaped Valeria’s clutches staring back at them. Her message was clear: they had to act fast.What they found when they infiltrated the island’s compound was worse than any nightmare.Rows of young people, some barely teenagers, were kept in sterile, prison-like rooms. Their skin was pallid, their bodies marked with bruises and scars. It wasn’t just a holding facility—it was a slaughterhouse.In a cold, hidden surgical wing, Bain and Sokolov witnessed the grotesque truth: abducted youths were being harvested for their organs. Heart, lungs, kidneys, bone marrow—taken from these stolen children and transplanted into the bodies of the rich and powerful, desperate to buy their way out of death. The sterile operating rooms echoed with the m

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The general's plan

Valeria sat alone in her hidden chamber, the glow of multiple screens flickering across her face. News reports blared from one monitor—raids, arrests, videos exposing her empire—and yet, she remained eerily calm.“They think they can dismantle me,” she whispered, tracing a finger over a photograph of a teenage girl. The same girl who had slipped through their grasp, whose baby was now out of her control.A sinister smile tugged at her lips. “Let them try.”Her fingers danced over the keyboard, activating encrypted cameras hidden deep within her remaining facilities. The footage showed nothing but shadows and silence—her traps had been effective. The Bone were captured, the White Syndicate scattered. Her enemies scrambled, desperate and uncoordinated.But Valeria had a plan far beyond brute force.“Bain, Vulture, Petrov, Sokolov…” she murmured. “All pawns in a game they don’t understand.”She toggled to a new screen—a live feed of an auction she’d orchestrated elsewhere. Pregnant girls

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The high table

Bain and Sokolov stepped off the black SUV, the salty island air still clinging to their clothes. The images from the island haunted them—young lives shattered, organs harvested, innocence stolen. Their grim silence said more than words could.Back in the fortified stronghold, Bain’s phone buzzed. A secure message from Petrov awaited, confirming troubling intel: General Arturo de la Cruz was making his move to dismantle their empire.Bain’s jaw tightened. He dialed Petrov and then Sokolov. Moments later, the four sworn brothers—Bain, Petrov, Sokolov, and the Vulture—assembled around the high table in the dimly lit war room.Bain’s voice cut through the heavy air. “General Arturo thinks he can fracture us, take away what we’ve built. But he underestimates the blood and sweat that binds us. We are kings. Brothers. Anyone who betrays that—anyone—will feel the full force of our wrath.”Petrov’s eyes darkened. “He’s stripping our connections, trying to starve us out. But we know where the

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The mystery

General Arturo de la Cruz sat alone in his dimly lit office, the walls lined with maps and encrypted dossiers. The weight of failure pressed heavily on his shoulders. For months, he’d been trying to fracture the unbreakable bond between the Vulture, Petrov, Sokolov, and Bain—mafia kings united like brothers by blood and sweat.One by one, the men he reached out to for alliance turned him down.“Never betray the brothers,” one had said.“Loyalty runs deeper than fear,” another warned.Every contact shut the door in his face, whispering loyalty like a shield.His frustration boiled over.He slammed his fist on the mahogany desk, shattering the silence. If the honorable ones wouldn’t help, maybe the desperate would.But desperation leads to mistakes.A reckless plan took shape in his mind—a dangerous gambit that would shake the foundations of all their worlds. A move so daring, so foolish, it could either bring him the victory he craved… or destroy everything he’d ever built.And in the

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The clones

The room was thick with tension as Bain, Petrov, Sokolov, and Vulture gathered around a secure terminal. The encrypted message blinked on the screen, its ominous tone setting everyone on edge.Liang’s voice came through the speakers, calm but urgent. “We intercepted something. Valeria’s next move… it’s unlike anything we’ve seen before.”Bain leaned forward, eyes narrowing. “What is it?”A new video played — grainy but chilling. Rows upon rows of infants, swaddled and monitored, in a sterile laboratory. Machines hummed softly as scientists moved quietly between incubators.Petrov’s face darkened. “She’s cloning them. Every baby rescued, every girl freed… she’s using them.”Vulture clenched his fists. “Clones. Artificial lives, created for some sick purpose. This changes everything.”Sokolov shook his head. “We thought we’d stopped her with the trafficking, the auctions, the organ farms. But this… this is a new level of control.”Bain’s voice cut through the room, cold and determined.

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Babies or clones

The cold night air bit through their tactical suits as Widowmaker and Spider crept toward the perimeter of Valeria’s facility. The sprawling compound loomed like a fortress, humming with the ominous buzz of high-tech security.“Sensors are all green,” Spider whispered, checking her wrist console. “No patrols nearby, but the cameras on the east wing rotate every thirty seconds. We’ve got a small window.”Widowmaker nodded, eyes sharp as she scanned the shadows. “Alright, we move fast. No mistakes.”They slipped through the fence where Spider had expertly cut the wires earlier. The compound’s interior was a maze of sterile hallways, the faint hum of machines and distant cries of… something, echoing down the corridors.“Do you hear that?” Spider’s voice dropped.“Babies. Or clones. Or worse,” Widowmaker said grimly. “We’re too late to stop some of this, but not all.”They moved with purpose, disabling cameras and avoiding guards. At one point, Spider nearly triggered an alarm when she fr

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The operations

The dim light of her hidden lab flickered over the rows of incubation pods. Valeria paced slowly, fingers tapping rhythmically on the cold metal table. “Clones,” she whispered to herself, a wicked smile curling her lips. “The future isn’t just born — it’s made.”She swiped through encrypted files on her tablet, images of perfect infants and fetal scans filling the screen. “So many people talk about legacy like it’s some noble thing,” she mused, voice dripping with sarcasm. “But really? Legacy is about control. Power. The ability to bend the world to your will without anyone daring to blink.”Her eyes flicked to a screen showing the latest batch of babies recently rescued from her network — “Too bad for them,” she muttered, “their little escape only makes my game stronger.”She paused, considering the irony. “I guess you could say I’m not just a mother. I’m a creator. A goddamn mad scientist in a world that refuses to admit it needs saving.”Laughing softly to herself, she sent out the

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General's death

Bain, Petrov, Sokolov, and Vulture—sworn as the Sworn Brothers—moved like a shadow across continents, relentless and unforgiving. Their intelligence teams had cracked the codes, decrypted encrypted messages, and uncovered the tangled web of Valeria’s empire. Every building, every warehouse, every secret lab—nothing was safe.Day after day, their strikes were surgical. One morning, a compound outside Budapest was reduced to rubble by a precision airstrike orchestrated by Bain’s team. Within hours, the FBI descended on a lavish penthouse in Manhattan, arresting a senator’s aide who had funneled bribes to Valeria’s trafficking rings. Names spilled like poison—middlemen, corrupt officials, mercenaries—each brought down by the combined weight of mafia justice and federal law.Petrov’s voice crackled over the secure channel, calm but fierce. “We’ve got another location in Prague. Weapon stockpiles tied to her operation. Ready to burn it to the ground.”Sokolov smirked as the news came in fr

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Burnt throne

Valeria stared at the shattered screen, the grainy footage of her father’s final moments burned into her mind. General Arturo de la Cruz—the iron-fisted patriarch who had ruled with ruthless precision—was gone. The empire he’d built, piece by piece, was crumbling beneath her feet.Her lips curled into a bitter, hollow smile. So this is what it feels like to lose everything.One by one, her trusted lieutenants disappeared into the shadows. The men and women who had once followed her without question now looked away, their loyalty fraying like old rope. Rumors spread that the Bone Circle was fractured, that even the fiercest assassins had begun to doubt her. The whispers stung more than any blade.Abandoned, she thought coldly. Like a queen with no kingdom.But Valeria wasn’t one to crumble. No. This was a new kind of war. If her empire was falling, she would burn it all down first.Her eyes hardened, ice settling in their depths. “They think I’m finished,” she muttered, voice low and v

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Queen of madness

The room was heavy with tension, but the plan was clear. After narrowly escaping another ambush, Bain sat with Petrov and Sokolov, plotting their next move. The key wasn’t brute force this time — it was precision, intelligence, and cutting Valeria’s empire down at its roots.“We need to hit where she thinks she’s untouchable,” Petrov said, fingers tapping the table. “Her other companies — the illegal fronts she uses to funnel money and control territory.”Sokolov nodded grimly. “I’ve got contacts who’ve been monitoring some of those operations. If we can get solid intel — names, locations, faces — the FBI will move faster than she can react.”Bain cracked his knuckles. “Let’s do it. We take her empire apart piece by piece.”For weeks, they worked seamlessly. Petrov’s network gathered information from deep within Valeria’s companies. Sokolov coordinated with his men to disrupt supply chains and communication lines. Bain oversaw operations that struck at the heart of her influence.Each

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