Claimed By The Mafia Lord

LITTLE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC- NEW YORK

Gemila kept running through the woods like she was searching for something or someone. She's hasn't slept well in days as the memories of the videos kept replaying in her head over and over again. Seeing her sister get raped like that and her family killed left a deep hole in her heart and all because of her recklessness.

“Gemila slow down already!" She could hear Yasmine shout her name from far behind but that didn't slow her down a bit. She kept running until she could no longer breathe and had to stop, falling down on the dried up leafs. It took a couple of minutes before she could breathe properly again and for Yasmine to catch up to her.

“C'mon Gemila, you can't keep doing this to yourself, I know you're hurting, we all are. Gemita was a good friend of mine and your father's company really had a great influence on this city. No one knew they would die this way.."

“And yet it's all my fault." She cuts in, lying flat on the ground.

“It's been two weeks since you heard of the news, we aren't absolutely sure your family is dead, like they said, there were burnt bodies that were beyond recognition."

“My family were the only ones in that house that night, if Harry wanted to kill me why didn't he just do it and leave my family out of it? It's my fault for getting involved with someone like him at first." Gemila wept bitterly. No matter what Yasmine says to make her feel less guilty, it's obviously her fault her family is dead.

Yasmine crouched down, lifting Gemila up enough to hug her. She really felt sad for her friend but most of all, she felt grateful and happy that she took her to that all night out club that day. If not, her friend would be dead as well. Harry Robinson must pay for the pain he has caused Gemila. One way or another they would have their revenge but first, she needs to get her friend emotionally stable.

After crying for what seems like an hour, Gemila finally got up, wiping her wet face. Yasmine took her back to the house where she served her hot cocoa to warm her up as she started having a fever.

Gemila finally slept off which was a big relief for Yasmine. She's been acting like her mother for two weeks now and it's really stressful. She's never seen Gemila like this since their 21 years of friendship. If she could just calm her down and prevent her from doing something as stupid as killing herself, they could think of better ways to get back at Harry.

“Don't worry Gemy, I would ensure that you get your revenge on that bastard. He would never know what hit him." She said to the sleeping Gemila.

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MIDTOWN MANHATTAN NEW YORK

Harry had just emptied the third bottle of captain jack when his men came into the living room. Celeb wore a disappointed look while the rest just fell speechless. They've never seen their boss as messed up as this before.

“I can't believe he's letting a woman turn him into a total mess. I thought her death would bring him happiness but I guess I was wrong." Celeb sighed, leaving the room and the others followed before the boss would ask them to bring him another bottle.

3 hours later, they were all summoned for a meeting which was a relief as they had thought their boss would continue drinking till the day ends.

Celeb didn't look so happy attending the meeting as he knew nothing good would come out of whatever announcement the boss had to make and as he predicted, Harry gave them the most shocking news ever when he told them he wasn't going to be their leader anymore.

“What do you mean you're leaving! Don't tell me that f*cking woman's death had drained you this much?" Celeb was the first to speak. He had been in this gang for 8 years now and all of a sudden Harry's leaving because of a stupid Prescott chick?

“I can't be your leader anymore because I'm not at my best right now and you all need a stable head." Harry said calmly.

“We have so many enemies Harry, you leaving would be as good as serving them breakfast. They'll come after you." Celeb protested. Harry made thon's of enemies here that would do anything to have his head on a silver plate but because he's the leader of the top 3rd feared mafia gang, they had to stand down.

“Thats why I have you to protect me, I know you're capable of taking over, dont let me down Celeb."

“So what will you be doing? Where would you even go?"

“I have a house don't I? No one should come to my home ever! I'll start something up but I'm warning you, act like you never knew me." And with that he waved his hand indicating the end of the meeting.

He would leave this place and stop this lifestyle, he would try to be better. He would change for the best..

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Upper East New York

“Why are we here? How is being in a beauty salon going to help me forget about my murdered family Yasmine?" Gemila asked practically rolling her eyes.

“I didn't bring you here to forget about your family, I brought you here for this." She replied handing Gemila a piece of paper. The paper contained a to do list with the headline ‘revenge'.

“What's this?" Gemila said as she read the list.

Step 1: change identity, hair, name etc

Step 2: find Harry Robinson

Step 3: Get needed information about his illegal deeds.

Gemila stopped reading and gave a questioning gaze at Yasmine.

“We need to accomplish step one and then focus on the rest of the steps. You'll surely have your revenge on Harry Gemy, and with a new identity, he wouldn't know what hit him.