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

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Warning: This chapter contains heavy-violence. Please read it at your risk

Armando’s POV 

“Jefe, las prostitutas intentaron escapar, pero le disparamos a una, pero otras siguen respirando. (Boss, prostitutes tried to escape but we shot one dead and others are still breathing)” Leane explained,

“Tráeme estos, cortaré sus partes privadas yo mismo, luego lentamente sus vidas. Querían escapar por la libertad, no les perdonaré un minuto libre

(Bring these ones to me, I will cut off their private parts myself, then slowly their lives. They wanted to escape for freedom, I will not spare them a free minute)” it was enough talk for me; I ended the call,

They should’ve known that no one leaves once captured, escaping is not a way out, instead, it means throwing yourself in the hellfire.

Hookers like them only want money and just sex. Then why run? Work for me, I’ll shower you in dollars.

Disobey, then better bear effects of the invasion.

Minding back to my killing expertise,

I was getting ready by my personal designers and hairstylist, I like to dress up manly every day. I’m a strict punctual person living a proper and shady life. My rules have to be followed by my people otherwise this leads to the massive ruination of each and every wrongdoer.

No one had mercy on me and I do the same.

“No one knows what today has stored for us, we must live in it to perceive.” - That’s my maxim.

I say that cause I myself take 5 lives as a base in one day like I’ve taken a monopoly of cleansing up the world. It has become a hobby. My day doesn’t end without blood on my conscience. Many get killed and others will survive for another day but eventually, they’ll die too, painfully. sickly.

Just about to start my day with torture and end a night with a gold-digger under me, this is how I’ve been living since forever.

Heading myself towards my favourite room of the mansion, humanity calls it a torture room but I say it’s my playroom with a toy hanged every day waiting for me to play with it but cheers to my luck today, I’ve plurals waiting for me to torture them till death.

I should be excited for today but why do I feel so down in the mouth. No, I don’t feel this shit at all. Maybe I gotta kill and fuck more people today for a day on fleek, gonna be a hell of a time.

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I reached the entrance of the door and before entering, “And how many bods are there lucky to mark dead today?” I proudly exclaimed, my men, bowed before me with their eyes down, Good. Excellent.

I ordered Leo to lay bare their faces with my typical satirical tone. My hands rested in my pocket while I leaned against the wall,

There were a dozen girls kneeling with handcuffs on and garment blindfolding them. Their mouths escaped gasps as they would get choked on their own saliva, no mis putas, better choke on my dick. I haven’t seen your sinful pussies yet but better say it’s gonna be a hella drooling round with these dummies

My men unveil their head; hiding their ruined eyes. I tilted my head to one side in observation.

I thoroughly examined a few girls in here but all of sudden, I craved to take a rum shot; might need as lots to subdue this cruddy heaviness

For som reason, I felt heavy being in this aura and I couldn't understand why? I ordered them in my cabin in 5 minutes.

I bolted in my cabin towards my desk and took a bottle of Barcardi, poured drink in four each shot-glass and drunk in one go.

What the fuck is wrong with me? I stomped my fists on the table, fuck. My anger was boiling my blood and I couldn’t help but rant in search of answer within, a sudden shock of anger and irritation raised inside me and I couldn't comprehend why,

Leo entered inside the kitchen with a bitch struggling in his arms. I glanced at her and took no time to lock my target on her head and cock the gun. In the meantime, she shrieked one last time before I pulled the trigger and went motionless when that bullet hit her head.

My anger cooled down a little.

“Get the next,” I said him and he left for another in a tick

My tensed muscles and clenched jaw weren't at ease till now, I tramped in circles with hands fisted to my hair, I roared in frustration,

My men brought 3 girls in and I shot them before they could say anything in self-defence. I slit one’s neck and the other was stabbed ruthlessly many times. My frustration was on firestorm today

“Boss… take a chill pill. Why so savage today” Leo casually said,

“Just… bring” I sharply said with my blazing eyes. Oozing all my rage in a sole glare

He immediately came in with my next prey,

And my eyes fell on the person I was afraid to meet all my life, I furrowed my eyebrows in concern. She was a pack of anxiety. Her tiny frame shivering when she saw my marks of cruelty; previous corpse.

I could sense her as the one who will rule over me. She already has my breath and soul caged; she has the keys now.

There she came in,  I seemed to glare at her but it deep down there was a storm running in me. Her face and I’m down already. She was making me regret my past actions; sweaty because of the state I saw her in. The fear in her eyes, no.  there shouldn’t be any fear in those eyes for me.

My inner was vulnerable after hitting my eyes on her but my outlook was still of a heartless bastard. That warmth in my eyes changed into an ash cold real quick. I was again expressionless before she could notice any soft-corners.

“Leo, serve her. Ready her master room and give your best,,” I commanded, li know Leo wasn’t expecting this in any way, I was the one creating a nuisance

“Sir, but she tri...” I interrupted him before finishing,

“I SAID GO,” I snapped him and she wrapped her hands around her body like a small cub, adorable.