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Money the Bratva gets from subjecting it's citizens to hardship. The smooth, shiny surfaces and custom made sofas do not appeal to me. "Where is Ramsey?" I direct my question at the guard. "Right here." Ricardo and I turn swiftly, coming face to face with Ramsey Mikhailov, the Russian golden boy. He is golden, alright. All bronze skin, blonde hair and blue eyes. Hate churns in my heart. Contempt threatens to choke me. Ricardo places a hand on my shoulder. I look up at him and he nods. I take a deep breath, facing my target.

She smile and laugh devilishly. Emily scoff and cross her arms while Nathan look at me with a shaking head. I was about to stop Emily and get her out of the cafeteria but she put her hand on my face to stop me. “Yes, that’s true and I wasn’t proud that I got him because I stole him but that’s all over now and for your information his marriage was already failing when I met him and I didn’t know that he was married but yes, that doesn’t mean I wasn’t a mistress because I chose to continue seeing him despite that fact but it cannot be undo and I suffer a lot and you have no idea what I’ve been through but you know what? When I chose to left him and decide to live on my own he followed

Not waiting for him to finish speaking, Amastan said coldly, “Chop off his head. Wait until we battle with the nine continents, then we shall hang it on the front-line warrior’s blade. Let the people from nine continents know that is how they will end up if they choose to go against the Raksasa Tribe.” “Yes, Sir!” the warriors shouted. Then, a few Wild Wolves Clan warriors chopped off Rama’s head and returned with Amastan to the Raksasa base camp. Once they arrived at the base camp, a beautiful shadow stood at the entrance of the camp. Her smart and beautiful face looked worried. “Second Brother!” It was Natalie Celtic. Amastan was shocked and delighted when he saw Natalie. He walked over qu

Her talon nails longer than ever and the flames in her eyes dancing about with so much fury that her gaze alone could burn the life out of a person. "You dare to play me! "Madre screams as she moves under a second to Rachel's front. "Ma... Mader, please... "Rachel begs as she knows her explanations are of no use. Madre won't believe her. Indeed fate has turned the tables on her. Madre stabs her talon nails into Rachel's stomach and Rachel Gasps as Mader twists the long nails in Rachel's stomach. Mader digs her hand deeper till she's wrist deep in Rachel's stomach and Rachels pupils shrink as blood gushes out her mouth.

If they act too rashly and demand the soldiers and associates in the mafia to come clean, this would only inadvertently alert the enemy. *author's little note - soldiers and associates are the lowest rank in the mafia hierarchy* A snarl flittered across his face, the pulse in his temple pounding. "I should have killed the bastard myself!" He then slammed the table hard when the worst images flickered across his mind—his tesoro and piccolo.

the slim one whose name I later found out to be Moscow ignited the car and drove off We kept driving till it was noon ....he stopped the car and they climbed down They started walking... without being told I trailed behind them I slacked my steps out of hunger and exhaustion "Move it maxxy"Moscow snarled and pushed me roughly I almost fell but caught my balance immediately my eyes fell on a girl She was staring at my direction...her eyes we're so beautiful Slowly she began walking at our direction "Why are you guys pushing him around?"she asked Here curves we're killing....her hair was let loose ..giving her an enchanted look