I read so many mafia stories and thought I'd start my own, I didn't copy any story line, I invented all the stories and if there is any similarity then be sure it's pure coïncidence, i spent sleepless nights to write this story so I hope you guys like it and don't forget to vote and comment, I accept all kind of comments mean and good
this book contains mature content so please be aware and self-responsible if you're under 18
now let's get started!!!
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I sneaked from the back door of the club and ran inside ignoring all the bodyguards threatening me, I just wanted to reach that room... I had to...he's my only chance to survive... I looked back when I heard a gun click as one of them loaded his gun to shoot when I hit something hard and fell on my butt yelling out of pain since my whole body ached thanks to that abusive monster back home!
looking up... I saw the thing that hit me... and it was him...my lifeboat or as I wished he would be
he stared at me with his deep silver blue eyes then started to check out my pathetic appearance in large clothes and messy hair with bruises covering my face, while caressing his long beard then walked past me to leave when I held his leg saying:
-wait...please, don't leave, I'm here to see you
thus he knelt to face me since I was still on the ground and grabbed my wrists to take them away from his leg wondering while giving me a death stare:
-who is this... thing, Vladimeer?!
-I don't know boss
thus he tightened his grip on my wrists and frowned as if threatening me to make me talk so I said doing my best to avoid his mesmerizing yet scary gaze:
-I'm...we...
thus he took out his gun letting go of my wrists and aimed it over my head making my heart shake in fear so I closed my eyes and pleaded:
-don't...please... I'm pregnant...and it's yours
after hearing that he loaded his gun ready to shoot and asked in a furious tone:
-who fucken sent you?!
-no one... I swear... I'm telling the truth
-this could be real...except that I know I'm not gay and you don't look like a woman I'd even look at...take her out! I don't have time for ugly money digger hookers
then he stood up but I grabbed his leg once again begging:
-no! no! please you can't do this... I'm not after your money... I just want protection...please!
kneeling again to face me, he freed his leg from my hands again then said cleaning his hands with a napkin he took out as if he just touched some kind of trash saying:
-Listen...no matter how drunk I'd get, I'd never dirty my hands on you
-but you did! you took away my virginity! you can't just deny it! I can prove it through DNA!
thus he took out two money packs and threw them on me saying:
-is that enough or you want more money...virgin suka (slut in Russian)
the tears I've been struggling to keep inside now rolled down my cheeks not able to take any more humiliations and without having any second thoughts I threw him back his money and spit in the middle of his face yelling:
-you will regret this!
so he slapped me hard enough making my already swollen lip start bleeding then harshly grabbed me from my hair saying:
-if I ever see you again... I'll fucken kill you...suka!
then he let go of me and yelled:
-take her out! now!
- I can walk by myself!
with that, I walked out of that place as fast as I could and once I was on the streets, I collapsed crying my heart out for the hell that was waiting for me back home after losing my only fake hope but it's all my fault! I shouldn't have come here... I should've expected this! I should've seen this coming from the way he treated me after our one night stand...he threw me out like a piece of crap after sexually OVER using me ignoring the fact that I wasn't even able to walk straight...what am I going to do now?! how am I going to be able to protect three kids at a time; an unborn twin and my little brother? how am I going to keep them safe?! God, mom! why did you leave me alone with that monster, in this cruel word? why?!
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Leila Rodriguez
Yuri "Smert" which means death in Russian; the most dangerous feared mafia king in the world... not just in Russia
These are the main characters as I could imagine them, but you have the freedom to imagine them as you wish.
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