Sold To The Mafia Lord

Mahogany’s face was covered in sweat, Phoenix had done this to her.

Alexander had instructed Phoenix run a plastic surgery on her to enable her look more like Amelia so that Knight would hurt Her instead of Amelia.

This was a risk for her but she had to do it as her mother who Knight always referred to as “Granny” was held captive by Alexander and she had seen her mother herself when she was tied to an iron chair in a torture room.

Alexander smirked coldly as he locked gazes on the two fools who were once in a conspiracy against him.

“So how does it feel to have your own puppet become my puppet??” Alexander snarled at knight whose expression was unreadable.

“Not bad!” Knight smirked “I will be back for your head Alexander!” Knight groaned as he saw his ship coming from far off.

Only his sailor was in there.

“I will kill this puppet of yours if you come even a meter close!” Knight threatened as he took slow steps backward and Grey frowned and looked at Alexander who was staring intently at Knight Cyrus.

Phoenix locked gazes with mahogany.

Mahogany was literally crying already and Alexander felt disgusted for a while because he suddenly didn’t like this idea of this shitty woman having his wife’s face.

And the way mahogany cries was too horrible to look at as her mouth widened and Alex had the urge to go tear off those face but he knew better.

“Remember your promise Liam! You said I wouldn’t be killed! You promised to make me hold my mother again!” Mahogany cried as she felt like dying at the moment.

“Shut the fuck up! You’re just a nuisance who wants to be a leech!” Knight cursed at Mahogany as he took three steps back and Alexander’s eyes constricted.

“One thing you should know mahogany…. Do not trust the words of a mafia…” he said coldly and Phoenix narrowed his eyes at Mahogany and muttered.

‘Code’

Mahogany’s eyes constricted as she remembered what Phoenix had told her back in the surgery room.

“Code means Hit the groin okay?? Just keep that in mind!” Phoenix had said her.

Those were one of the things Alexander had taught Amelia in case she came into this type of situation but he didn’t want that as he had a change of plan at the last minute.

Instead of involving his wife, he could make use of the puppet Knight sent to him, He can just make her a replica of his wife and keep Amelia safe and deceived the enemy and have him capture the wrong one which is mahogany.

He had secretly contacted Cain also known as earth to tell Grey about the change of plan.

Grey was smart enough to plan that attack.

That night, he purposely broke the back light and remove the securities there.

He didn’t want Grey to get too involved as he seems monitored by Knight.

So earth was to do the dirty laundry and get captured on purpose along with the other members of the red kings gang because his duties there was over.

The two last figure that entered the mansion through he back fence was Phoenix and Mahogany who had already done the surgery.

When Amelia fought with scraper, and twelve had come to carry him out of the master’s bedroom, Alexander had sent Amelia a message to immediately head to his study and stay there.

Amelia complied without asking why and not long, Mahogany had entered the room and just in time for a red king member named Baron to come in and take her away.

Twelve had almost disrupted the plan abit but it still went well.

After seeing that everything has been done, Phoenix came out of the house and was immediately questioned by twelve who seems too immersed with the security work.

Mahogany’s eyes flashed when Knight was a bit distracted as he was moving back with the pistol on her neck.

Mahogany grabbed the opportunity and immediately used her elbow to hit his rib and As fast as lightening, She bent and hit him on his groin.

Knight’s mind was in a disarray as he couldn’t comprehend all that was happening as it happened so fast.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head as his eyes were threatening to fall out of its sockets.

The pain was too much as he held onto that area in pain.

Grey didn’t waste anything time as he ran towards them and gave a flying kick to knight, striking his jaw and knight’s lips burst open as blood gush out like a small dam.

The gun fell off his hands and Grey took it and dragged mahogany by the

Hand and walked away.

Knight struggled to get back on his feet but his body wobble as his head was fuzzy and he was a bit dizzy due to the impact of the kick.

He spat out blood from his mouth and turn to look at his nemesis and his nemesis, Alexander, stared back at him.

His two hands that he was using to hold the pistols stretched out as he immediately pulled the triggers.

The two bullets from the two pistols in his hand, dived into knight’s shoulders and he threw his head back in pain.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Phoenix shot his both legs and Just then, Grey who had keep Mahogany at the side, came back and the three men kept raining bullets on Knight.

He looked disheveled as his chest was bleeding profusely as his clothes were all torn.

His eyes were half opened as his head felt like exploding, all his body seems to be lit as a feeling of adrenaline passed through his core.

His hair was silky and glued to each other, his face covered in his blood.

Was this death??

He slowly let go of himself as his two knees touched the ground in a slow motion.

His eyes bloodshot as he couldn’t utter a single word correctly.

He only knew that he wished to turn back the hand of the time and made corrections.

He knew he wanted to apologize and beg for his life but the pain was too much.

The fear of death was really painful and suffocating.

They didn’t shoot him in his vital spot as they wanted him to experience having his skin being pierced by every bullet, his skin tearing before his eyes.

Alexander aimed at his head seeing that he was about to die.

“Until we meet again in hell!” Alexander muttered and shot at his head.

The impact of the bullet bore a hole on his head and blood immediately gush out like a bore hole.

With eyes opened, Knight immediately fell down flat with his face to the ground as he had already taken his last breath.