Evil Angels

Chapter 1

EVIL ANGELS

Hey guys. I'm really happy you stumbled upon this story and chose to read it. It's a romantic story based on the Mafia world from my imagination. I really hope you enjoy the story, share and like. And please comment. Enjoy Evil Angels🤗

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Chapter 1

“The drugs?” Hazel demanded leaning back in her chair.

“Show me the god-damn money first,” the drug dealer said with a stern voice.

“I don’t have time for your childish acts. You give me the drugs, I give you your money. As easy as it sounds” Hazel insisted sliding her fingers across the wide desk. Skeptical for a while, the drug dealer pulled the drugs out placing them before Hazel.

“My money!” he demanded eagerly while holding onto the drugs.

“Easy there. No need to rush this” Hazel stated with a chuckle attempting to pull out her phone.

“Don’t even dare” he sneered, pointing his gun at her. “Erm…I think you forgot to squeeze the trigger!” Hazel grinned spinning herself comfortably in her seat.

“What?” he exclaimed in confusion”. “The trigger?” she said pointing to the gun.

“Fuck…”

The drug dealer was cut short when Hazel swiftly knocked the gun to the ground, punched him in the guts, and smashed his head against the wall. The drug dealer was knocked out cold.                                      
“You really should have listened to me. I was trying to help…you know” Hazel said teasingly cracking her knuckles. “So soon?.. I was hoping for something more interesting” Hazel groaned dialing her boss’s number.

“Suspect has been caught Chief”

“And the evidence?” he asked.

“All here Sir” Hazel responded boldly.

“Nice work Detective Hazel. Impressive as always.” Chief Liam acknowledged with good cheer.

“The others have arrived. They’ll take over from there. I’ve sent your next mission. It’s very challenging but I trust you’re perfect for the task” the Chief continued. “Thank you, Chief. I will look into it right away” Hazel responded ending the call.

“Marco Benadez Rodrigo” Hazel read to herself scrolling through the documents.

“Let’s see what the world has to say about you,” Hazel said looking his name up on the internet.

“Most wanted criminal. Marco is engaged in countless murders and law-breaking activities. Known to be secretive, Marco emerged as the most successful, feared, and strongest mafia gang leader in the Mafia world”. she read.

“No pictures?” Hazel gasped scrolling down in search of any pictures of Marco.

“The media writes so much about you and no pictures?... How am I going to work this out.?” Hazel sighed thinking of what to do.

Hazel placed her phone in her back pocket and left the room.

FEW HOURS AGO

Marco got down from his Bentley Bacalar. There stood Marco in front of the tall building in his oversized striped Armani shirt paired with his light blue cargo shorts. The light wind blew his shirt against his masculine worked-out abs which traced out of his shirt. And of course not forgetting the finishing touch, his Salvatore Ferragamo shoes and his silver Rolex watch to match. Marco was light-skinned and about six feet tall. He had dark glowing eyes, cute pink lips…and his jawline?... A perfect creation. No flaws. Marco was just unbelievably handsome.