Lianna Black was on the run from her adoptive father for five years after she was sold to the Russian mafia. She thought New York City was a safe place for her, that it was her ticket out of the mafia world, it's swarming with people much vile than...
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This information given to me by Alexa's doppelganger was giving me the excitement that's sipping into my core. The kind that I haven't felt in a long... long time.
She's to wed the Russian mafia second in command, Alek fuckin' Orlov. That asshole's bride to be is my prisoner. What a blessed day this is.
"What are you smiling about?" Luka asked as he entered my office. He transferred the girl into a different cell, much more comfortable with a bed, and tended to her wounds. I didn't argue with his suggestion because I needed that girl alive for my plan to work.
"Don't tell me you're planning to use that girl." My best friend continued, pouring himself a glass of whiskey and slouched down on the couch in front of my desk.
"I want to know who she is. Why is Val Orlov willing to let his son marry a regular whore." It puzzled me. Most of the weddings in each mafia family are done for one purpose. To strengthen their clan. Question is, why is that girl about to wed Alek? She's not from any powerful crime family, nor from influential people in the regular world. If she was, I would've known her by now. And if she was, she would've been dead by now for looking like Alexa.
Luka took a big swig of his whiskey. "This goes against your own perspectives, Ace."
I shake my head. "If it means were to put an end to the Russians, I'm willing to sacrifice one whore."
My best friend heaved a sigh in resignation. "Lian seems like a good kid, Ace. I hope you're not the one who'll destroy that girl's future." With that, he stood up and stormed out of my office.
One whore versus hundreds of thousands that will be saved from the Russian's hands seems like good odds to me. I don't care who she is, she's a fucking mirror image of my sworn enemy. Killing her or even making her life miserable will give me satisfaction.
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She seems like a nice little kitten at first, doing warm-ups in her cell each morning, eating her meal properly, and does her bathroom routine without giving my men a hard time. It all changed after a week of her stay in the estate. She put five of the guards in the infirmary with broken bones and one of them will surely not be able to stand without the help of a walking stick.
To her defense, they tried to kill her and attempted to touch her more than once. It was only logical for her to protect herself but no one can blame my men. They thought she was Alexa, the assassin who killed their Don and killed hundreds of their comrades.
The whore doesn't talk much, she speaks when she's asked but she doesn't talk to defend herself, she acts for it. Seeing her suffer is fun, it gives me satisfaction to see her bleeding
Luka visits her whenever he's not busy. He was the only person she talks to, she smiles and laughs towards him but when it comes to me, she's like a stone-cold vixen. I visited her cell one time, I asked her if she knew who Alexa was but she just stared at me like I was speaking an alien's dialect.