LADY MAFIA🖤
(FROM REVENGE TO AFFECTION)🔥❣️
Genre: Mafia/Action💥💗
Tag: Crime, Romance, Revenge, Fight, Love, Death🍁
By: Vickie Dora 🌻
Chapter 54
(Puzzled Mind)
Hidden Location★
Uncompleted Building~
Fogs of smoke ooze around the building, making its way out, through the broken windows and empty door ways. The smoke seem to be coming out from a burning object few meters away from the room where some men were.
Another man was held captive, fastened to a chair with a strong robe. His face looks swollen considering the numbers of punches he had received. A wide cut runs down from his temple to his cheek, bleeding out blood as he spits on the face of his interrogator. The later frown, slapping him hard. He got up to his feet, wiping off the spit with a towel.
“Bastard” he gritted, launching at the tortured man again. “How dare you spit on me, you ingrate” he made to hit him again when the door flung open. Two men walked in, one is the leader while the other, just a gang member.
The one torturing his victim stepped backward, giving a curt bow, as he pave way for his boss. The leader had a long pipe on his lips which he smokes from and a gun in his hand, which he swirl around his index finger.
His steps made loud sounds, depicting the presence of a fighter. The victim tried looking up to the fellow that came in, one of his eyes was covered with flesh and blood. His breathing hitched on seeing who came in.
“Are you ready to speak, or we should just part, and go our separate ways” he asked, looking intently at the injured man, who let out a wicked smirk
“I have nothing to tell you” he voiced out, angering Hades, who smacked him across his cheek
“You are being so stubborn” Hades noted, taking more drags from his pipe. The victim being beaten is the supposed second in command to Jacobs in his clan. He was ambushed while on his way to another town to get some more weapons for the clan. His colleagues who he went with were already murdered, they only kept him alive to give them information.
Hades is part of the Blood clan; he is considered an adopted son of The Mask. Though, he doesn’t work directly from the clan, he deals with Marshal’s business; he entrusted him with the job doings, gun dealings and many more illegal activities, which was supposed to be anchored by Don.
But believing that his son wasn’t ready to learn all, Marshal trusted Hades with it. Making Don work in the clan so as to gain knowledge of how the clan is being run.
“You have one more chance to live Mister, your master wouldn’t spare your life too once he discovered that you were kidnapped by us. You see…he will believe you have ranted him out and shut you up….with a force bullet…running into your forehead, bursting your brain apart.
But trust me when I say that your life will be spared if you agree to our deal.
The victim thought for a while, it’s true that he has seen his boss, ending the life of any comrade that got kidnapped and finally released. He believed the fellow would have sold him out. Then what’s the excess of fighting for the clan. He wondered, nodding in agreement
“Fine…..I will tell you what you need to know” he state.
“Good boy”. Hades muttered, wearing a mischievous smile.
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One Week Later
Kyla’s POV
Allowing the shower to wash down the sweats sticked to my body, I made for the soap and sponge, scrubbing the necessary parts. My stitched wounds were already heading up, I can’t wait to be properly fine. On a norms, I shouldn’t have done anything stressful, but I can’t stay for too long without doing few exercises.
Washing away the soapy foams from my body, I turned off the shower stepping out, with a towel wrapped around my body; using a smaller one to dry up. The room was eerily silent when I stepped in, only to be disrupted by a loud thud which came from the living room.
I paused in what I was doing, peeking my ears to hear further. Who might have come in without my permission? Picking up my pistol, I walked steadily to the door, pushing it open slightly. There wasn’t a single soul in, but I could still feel the presence of someone, perhaps not in here, but still around the house.
I’m very sure I ain’t being attacked by an intruder, it might be one of my clan members trying to play a prank on me. Who else if not Jade, or…I guess the other is exempted. I thought, referring to Evans. Clattering sounds of glass cups came from the kitchen.
This prank is getting out of hand. I burst into the kitchen, flinging the door open, with my corked gun pointed at the intruder. The banging sound of the door came along with the crashing sound of glass cups, splattering on the tied floor
“Jesus!!” Evans cried out in fear, raising his two hands up in surrender. He gulped in looking weirdly at me, while I lowered my gun, scoffing.
“Are you done with your prank?” I asked, he squinted
“Prank?” He returned the question.
“What are you doing here?” I questioned, folding my arms as I slightly rest my back on the doorpost. He sighed, walking away from the broken glasses.
“You asked me to fix your meal….have you forgotten?” He replied, clearing out the mess
“And is that a way you speak to your boss?” I resorted. He paused, looking up at me with folded lips, which he later released into a bright smile, looking away.
“I’m sorry….boss”
“You are late….this should have been done hours ago” I noted, he gave a tired sigh.
“It’s not really my fault, I was finding it hard to get the exact recipes you asked for”
“And how is it my fault that you couldn’t find them” I resorted, mimicking his voice. He chuckled, stiffening his laughter. I rolled my eyes; I knew I didn’t do that perfectly.
“Wh@ťěver, just fix the meal, you have 30mins”
“Thirty minutes?” He exclaimed “Do you have a problem with that?”
“No…no…just that the time is little. I would prefer an hour or more, the recipes are kinda much” he cooed, clamping his palms together.
“Your time is already clicking….and if you break anymore thing your punishment will increase.” I added, turning to leave.
“Is she being serious?” He questioned no one in particular. It’s not like I give a d@mn; just because I am soft with him wouldn’t give him the chance to disrespect me, I’m still his boss, he should always recognise that.
A blush crept up my face on remembering the smile on his face when he looked up to me. Gosh, that guy gat a mesmerizing smile. Oh God help me, I shouldn’t be having this weird feeling for him, but I can’t help it. Now I’m acting childish, blushing senselessly because of him? d@mn.
I went back to my room, searching for a comfortable cloth to wear, just then, I perceived something burning, alongside Evans loud shout. Not bothering to change into my clothes, I dashed back to the kitchen to meet a horrible scene. I mean, it wasn’t up to 10minutes since I left.
A pan with oil in it was placed on the gas cooker, burning with flames in it, while he tried putting it off.
“Evans!!” I yelled his name in anger, flipping my towel off as I use it to quench the fire, turning off the gas.
“Are you crazy? What’s all this…can’t you make use of a simple cooker” I snapped, coughing slightly. Smokes from the burnt pan covered the whole room, adding a bad smell. He gawked at me, looking baffled
“I’m talking to you idiot, and why the hell are you staring at me that way?” I queried. He looked sober.
“I’m sorry….it was a mistake” he pleaded. “Mistake my foot…you are gonna fix this…you surely would. Now leave that spot and clear this up”
He didn’t move an inch, he seems to be in another world, looking intently at my body. It suddenly dawn on me that I wasn’t with a piece of clothes, jeez, I just made use of my towel to quench that fire.
I scoffed, standing akimbo. “And why the stare…are you daft?” “No….just that, you look….hot” he cooed. “f-__-k you Evans, f-__-k your shitty @$$h0le….get out of here” I slammed.
“I’m sorry…I really am…just”
“The store room… Evans”. “What? You can’t send me there”
“Then watch me do it…..” I resorted walking out of the kitchen. He followed suit
“Kyla…” He called, pleadingly. “It’s boss” I snapped with gritting teeth. He gulped in. “Boss…I’m sorry”
“You wouldn’t wanna taste my patience Evans”
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Evans’ POV
And here I am, the dreaded storeroom where lots of equipments are kept. Why the hell would someone’s child clean up this place, it look so shabby and worn out. Do they have a lot of this in this clan. It’s crazy; but thank goodness I wasn’t asked to weave a straw, Justin’s hand almost peeled off doing that punishment.
Dragging my sweeping and dusting material, I walked gently into the cobweb filled room, a little light from the ceiling aid my vision. I had to walk toward the small window a height above, climbing on a shelf in oder to reach and open it. I was yet to get off it when I felt the presence of someone passing behind me, it was like a flash.
My heartbeat doubled, is that a ghost or what. I didn’t see the figure clearly, I hope it’s not. I got down to my feet, checking out the area it went to, though I was trying to keep cowardice away, on a normal I should have taken the next route out of here.
I believe there is nothing here, perhaps I was just hallucinating. I thought, turning to look at the other side, coming face to face to with a figure. “Argh” I yelped, gasping in fear only to realize that I was fooled. Justin’s laughter filled the air, he roared out like a crazy idiot. I tried to steady by breathing
“Evans….you are really a chicken…don’t tell me you have this belief of ghost…that was just a little prank” he added in-between laughter. I rolled my eyes, hissing loudly. Why the hell did I fall for it.
“You’re not ok Justin, what was that for?” I queried, frowning. He continued to laugh
“Fine, when you are done laughing then you can talk”
“Ok ok…sorry about that…but you really need to put away that superstitious beliefs about ghost, cause there is nothing like that…it’s just a myth. But why are you here in the first place?” He asked.
“I should be asking you that”
“I’m ending my punishment today, and this is the last one” he replied. Oh, right. Justin got into a problem with Bruce, the bastard almost ripped his face off with numerous blows. He also gave him a one week punishment to carry out…I mean, that’s much.
“Oh ok…but this punishment is much…even though you offended, he shouldn’t have given you all this..mehn…does he wanna drain you?” I asked. His face hardened, it always does whenever Bruce’s name is mentioned.
“Bruce is being crazy, he is resting my patience….I’m surely gonna deal with him….I will make sure I deal with everyone of…..” He paused not saying out his mind. He tapped my shoulder slightly.
“Let’s get to work then, I can’t afford to work again tomorrow” he simply noted, picking up the long broom.
I pondered on his words, what was he trying to say.
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Fixing the room took us hours, it was dusk already. Now I know what the proverb two heads is better than one means, because if not for Justin’s aid, then I wouldn’t have done a thing.
“Haghh” Justin yawned, placing the brooms in the appropriate place. “At least, we are done” I noted “Yea…let’s go” he replied
“Nope ..boss asked me to get back when I’m done, I can’t afford to disobey her again, I can’t risk that” I cooed, I had told him about why she sent me here. She wasn’t even feeling remorse, I can’t seem to understand her anymore. This minute she is going crazy over me with sweet feelings, and the next she is back to her beastly self.
“Oh” he muttered, placing his arm on my shoulder. “It’s gonna be fine soon, everything will be sorted out….I’m assuring you” he whispered, looking intently at me. This is confusing, what does he mean by that
“Enjoy your night then….bye” he added, tapping my shoulder a little before leaving. I don’t seem to understand him also, anymore.
T.B.C