Chapter 1

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"The Boss and roses"

Contains: Death, blood, 18+, a hint of smut, swearing, crime, groping.

Brooklyn, New York is a very...

diverse and vibrant city, known for its iconic landmarks and bustling neighborhoods.

But.....

When it comes to The Mafia... that's a different story of the tale, you might be thinking a big Male Mafia boss right?

No...

This is a Woman... a woman who KNOWS business.

And she means business....

She goes by the name: Elizabeth Moretti...

As the sky's are grey and rain hitting the glass window the sound of rain is heard making her feel satisfied in a way she wouldn't dare explain to anyone.

Her eyes glare at the view of Brooklyn, loving it's dark atmosphere of this weather, her arms are behind her back, standing filled with silence while her mind is all over the damn place, of course that gets interrupted by one of her mafia henchmen.

The Sound of shoes are heard briefly and the mafia boss knew those kinds of shoes.

"What is it Paulo?" Elizabeth said clearly not wanting to be disrupted of her peace.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your peace boss but... we got him." Paulo said adjusting his sleeves of his blazer.

That clearly brought the blonde Mafia boss's attention.

BAM, BAM, BAM!

A man groans loudly as one of the other men; Antonio known as "blade" meaning... well... he holds onto blades for kills, and Byron AKA "Bishop".

Elizabeth watches her men beat the prisoner up until she says, "Boys..."

The two men stop and look at their Mafia boss.

"Get behind me boys." the mafia boss said with authority.

They obeyed without question.

The blonde took off her blazer and rolled her sleeves up to reveal her tattoos and scars, making the mafia boss look more menacing and dominant. She squats down to be face to face with the poor male prisoner; slightly tilting her head to the side.

"Where is it?"

"I-I told you, I-I just need m-more time." the prisoner said with his eyes filled with desperation. All Elizabeth could do is make a chuckle. She then immediately grips his hair causing a gasp to come out of him. Tugging on it, her face went from a devilish smirk to a frown. "You think this is a joke?" She spat at him. "Tell me where the fucking money is, if you tell me... you don't end up like the others, GOT IT!" She spat again as she tugged his hair, causing a groan. "YES, YES!" He yelled in desperation.

"Good boy, now... where is it?" Elizabeth growled as she tugs his hair.

"It's in the warehouse in Manhattan.. It should be there, all the thousands of dollars, it's there." He said as he looks up at the woman above him.

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