Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (best reads of all time TXT) 📕

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Eyes all closed, shoved to the death room, all I can think about is my life before Spain, my parents whom I spent every breath with but they don’t know I’m living my last ones. My two little babies who I wanted to secure and their future but I failed securing my own.

Some of my friends who I thought were not worth it but right now, I’m missing them too, I wanna be with them. For one last time.

Never in my life, I thought I’d miss that time too but look today, I’m recalling my memories and admitting them the best time I ever had because there won’t be me anymore. Life will not stop for me, if my story ever gets on screen, people will awe for me for a while, and then it will be where every tragedy belongs; in the trash.

I’ll be nothing but a temporary instance, what a bit of luck. I wanted to be an on-screen with a major accomplishment, but here I guess I’m gonna play a victim role. The universe never wanted me to win.

My blood and his hands covered in it will be my last viewpoint.

Goodbye, my friends,

Goodbye, my foe,

My love for these,

My care for those.

We all were chained from head to toe; kneeling, handcuffed and tangled in ropes.

They blinded us with black cloth.

Just as I tried to break out cost me my life, what was I thinking? I’m a culprit, a girl shot dead because of me, but I’ll be dead too. I don’t understand where God would throw me. Where will I be? In hell or heaven? And wha...

“Nigga, boss’s comin’,” a bodyguard said to his headman, he sounded black

“Your deaths are near, it’ll be flabbergasting yet painful enough to be remembered by all of us” I can’t thank him enough on his sympathetically taunt

Death was the only word echoing in my mind. Footsteps were heavy enough to leave me breathless, As if I’ll die with his strides, there won’t be any need of knocking me out,

“Boss is here” a man announced.

Fragile voices were trembling in fear including mine and the same goes for the heart which was thumping abnormally.

“And how many bods are there lucky to mark dead today?” He asked out loud from somebody before walking in, I sensed again.

“Please Leo, start showing these mindless bitches accordingly,” He formally called us whores during his order to unveil us.

As my eyes came back to life, I innerly wished to be blinded again. I took a glimpse through my disheveled hair. It was a terrible dungeon-like-place loaded with sharp weapons and huge cages.

The wall had some fresh blood on it which is confirming a murder happened a few whiles ago. Soon there’ll be my blood too.

  His men kept their eyes down in respect. This man is the man responsible for my suffering. They call him their master but in reality, he must be a mentally sick jerk. I tried to peep him for a second before his eyes caught me checking him out.

It was a 6 feet tall man with both hands in pockets. He was wrapped in a fine 3-pieces Armani navy-suit with the same color waistcoat, black shirt, and matching black shoes.

His dark hair styled to the flawlessness where his stormy bluish eyes roared dominancy and leaderism.

He clenched his jaw which was calculated to sharp perfection and that silky smooth skin, which was already shining in this abyss of darkness.

In simple words, He was a devilish handsome fire. And I was impressed by my slayer-to-be. what am I even thinking?

“At least a hunk will take your life. I was expecting a straight mugly greybeard” my Inner-Brittany opened her mouth at a wrong time

I promptly lowered my head before he noticed me eying him.

I took this moment seriously when I felt like he’s examining all of us with his judgemental well-liked perception. he sauntered to girl kneeling first in line,

A man made every girl stand one by one and assess her from top to bottom. The whole group will be vanished by him shortly,

“he’s just detecting their weakness so he could cause them a worse ending.” My heart spoke this time

He studied 3 girls but when the fourth one stood up, His hand hastily nipped that girl’s jaw and tugged her closer to his face. There were a few inches between them, his glaring eyes stoned on her were chilling enough to change the whole atmosphere of the room. He was gripping her so hard that skin near the grip was getting white. She spooked and begged for pardon while sobbing where he smugged at her meek condition

“Fucking pussy” he abused her and hurled her back where she hit her head while falling.

“Leo, bring others in my private cabin,” their so-called master said to someone

I’m gonna be next in a bit. “Will he do the same with me? Or he might act worse… God please, save me from this brute. I was never slapped by dad how come I handle this conduct. Apart from that, I never thought of this day. I had a life plan. I was not ready for this. I can never be in my nightmares.” My mind prayed for help

He will be our murderer, I don’t even know in which ways he’ll tear me off, who he will choose first or how painful it will be. Every dupe had tears shedding from their eyes. My skin was already horrible with weakness and cold chills were passing all down till my spinal cord.

My sixth-sense told me of my turn when I looked to my left and it was empty. I sensed a guard who I  guessed was Leo howling my way, “what’s your problem? Get up!” he snapped at me

I stood up in horror. Because of my legs tied with the rope, I immovably followed him and entered his “private cabin”, It was more awful than the previous one. I was enforced to take steps ahead which invades my personal zone.

My right-sided coward angel was frightened to hell because there were immobile dead-bodies of those girls who were breathing like me. They’re lifeless now. My heart wasn’t taking this scene well, it was already out of it’s control