Sold To The Mafia Lord

Phoenix was short of words as he looked at Alexander.

He had the urge to go run a test on Alexander to verify if he was the real Alexander he knew.

He’s changed so much!

Alexander sighed as he faced the window, short of words, he didn’t mean to say all those words to Phoenix.

He was a mafia!

A don!

He shouldn’t show his emotions!

One of the basics in the training camp!

Showing emotions, is weakness.

And weakness is Death!

“I won’t try to convince you, I won’t try to understand you, Just do what makes you at peace!” Phoenix said calmly, he knew Alexander more than anyone.

Alexander was always the type that seem to know everything, in fact he knew everything….

But he was slow to act.

That had always being his nature, He always underestimate things and people a lot.

Egoistic….

That was the right word for him, He feels others are not worth his efforts.

So he was hurt now when he realizes his mistake, he was regretting the fact that he didn’t destroy these forces when they were coming up.

And he was sad because it cost him the love of his life.

But once Alexander Is set on doing something…. he does it till he was satisfied, until one man goes down and it wouldn’t be him.

So advising him now was a waste.

“I know where it hurts….. I will eliminate everything that made Amelia sad tonight! If it so happens that she was the… I don’t fucking care! They’re all going down with her! Even if it was a flower that made her frown the least, that flower would be uprooted and crushed !”

Phoenix didn’t utter any words, An angry man is a dangerous man.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Silence reigned In The car for a while before Phoenix said “I plan to torture that little demoness…. what do you plan on doing later on??”

Alexander rest his head on the chair as he sighed.

Phoenix continued “I mean to say…. what are you going to Do about Mr Moon?? What if he gets to find out about your involvement??”

Alex scoffed coldly “I fear no man and not even Mr Moon, just leave him be! He won’t even be aware when I finish”

Phoenix didn’t argue for he knew what Exactly Alexander could do!

He was no bark and no bite!

He devours!

In a dark and dimmed room, the sound of snoring filled the air as the couples peacefully slept. One of them faced the other side, while the other faced the opposite direction. The room appeared to have recently undergone a refurbishment, with new air conditioning, a stylish headboard, spacious wardrobes, and elegant tables. Even the chairs had been upgraded to match the overall aesthetic.

They lay in bed, seemingly on top of the world, enjoying a restful slumber without a trace of worry or shame. The tranquility of the room was interrupted as the door creaked open, allowing a figure to enter. The figure’s black outfit blended seamlessly with the darkness of the room, their silhouette projecting a sense of serenity and calmness.

As the figure made their way towards the couple, they chose not to sit down. Instead, the figure casually placed their right leg on the table opposite the couch, bending their back slightly as they rested their arm on their thigh. A roguish smile played across their lips as their eyes locked onto the sleeping couple.

Marion, lost in her dreams, snored softly as she turned to the opposite direction. Mumbling sleepily, she whispered, “No… Don’t… Mhm… is… Bluuu.”

The figure observed Marion’s restless state with amusement as if they knew her deepest secrets and fears. The atmosphere in the room shifted, becoming charged with an air of mystery and anticipation.

Unbeknownst to the peaceful sleepers, this figure was not an ordinary visitor.

Luke was sleeping so well that made the veins on the figure’s forehead shot up.

Anger mixed with hatred and as well Shame filled his eyes.

Alexander couldn’t take it anymore as he took out the file in his coat and a hand gun, pistol.

And he immediately shot at the bed the couples were lying on.

He shot at the middle but the sound didn’t come out loud due to the silencer.

Luke immediately jolted as he felt the vibration on the bed.

Luke immediately shot his eyes open to see the bed and he was stunned to see a hole in the brand new bed he just bought.

He was already angry at that as he immediately tapped Marion who mumbled in her sleep:

“Care to….. Chop…. as Smith, Ah Cramp”

Luke frown as he stared down at his piggy of a wife.

Just then, he felt a fierce look on his back and he turn to look front when he immediately jolted in fright.

Luke’s heart raced as he felt a fierce gaze burning into his back. With trembling hands, he reached out to wake Marion, desperately trying to rouse her from her deep slumber.

“Marion! Wake up! There’s someone… something here,” Luke whispered urgently, his voice laced with fear.

Marion stirred, slowly awakening from her dream-filled state. Groggily, she opened her eyes and blinked, trying to make sense of her surroundings. As her vision cleared, she saw the panic etched on Luke’s face and felt the tension in the room.

“What’s wrong, Luke? Why are you so scared?” Marion asked, her voice filled with concern.

Luke struggled to find the right words to convey the terror that had gripped him. He gestured towards the figure looming in front of them, his hand shaking uncontrollably.

“Look, there,” Luke managed to stammer, his voice barely above a whisper.

Marion’s gaze followed Luke’s trembling finger, and her eyes widened in shock. Standing at the foot of the bed was a mysterious figure, their presence emanating an eerie aura that sent shivers down their spines. They couldn’t see his face clearly because of the dark room. The figure remained silent, the dark silhouette illuminated by the faint glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains.

Fear and confusion filled the room as the couple tried to comprehend the situation. The figure seemed to exude an otherworldly presence, as if they didn’t belong in the realm of the living. Their features were shrouded in shadows, making it impossible to discern their identity or intentions.

Luke’s mind raced, his thoughts spiraling in a whirlwind of fear and paranoia. He had never encountered anything like this before, and the unknown was terrifying to him. Marion, though also frightened, took a deep breath, summoning her courage to confront the enigmatic figure.

“Who… who are you?” Marion’s voice quivered, but there was a determined tone behind her words.