Her Mafia Lord

CHAPTER THREE

In the heartland of New York City, an underground which was meant to be built for the access of trains, a man stepped into a tunnel as he observed his men beating up one of his best distributors.

“Boss. Please hear me out, I promise to speak.” He halted his boys, who were inflicting pain on the man.

“Speak,” He said.

“There was a total of five hundred grams of cocaine starched in the van. Your instructions were to give it to the Arabian men and I did that successfully. They outsmarted us and had the foreign security operatives invade the place and have us arrested.” The man chuckled at the explanation that had been given to him by one of his boys.

“Enzo. I have been the borderline head of the Marco family business deal for a long time. I have experience in dealing with people like yourselves; the thieves who think they can outsmart their boss and cook up lies, lies that are so ridiculous that even a teething baby would never fall for.” He pulled out a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up, blowing it into the air.

“Boss, I have proof. Veratti is very much alive, he wasn’t shot by the foreign security while he tried to escape, he can attest to my testimony.” The man pulled out his phone off his pocket and made Enzo stare at it.

“Veratti is dead. I killed him after getting the information I needed on this subject matter. This was the reason I had you captured. You connived with that bastard to make up this fabrication and he would be the one to stand in for you, while you lie isn’t it?” Enzo was totally speechless as his eyes gave away the truth the man needed to see “If truly the operatives caught up with you, how come you are here? I mean these men are smart enough and would never allow their culprit to escape. I understand the Arabians have the connection to run, what about you? How did you escape?” Enzo realized at that point that there was nothing he could do about the situation, he had been caught and the truth had been exposed.

The man walked up to one of his boys. “You know Enzo, I had high hopes for you….” He collected the gun and pointed it at Enzo. “… Guess one cannot teach a betrayal how to be big, without feeling betrayed.” He pulled the trigger and Enzo fell to the floor, in the pool of his own blood.

“Clean up the mess and after you are done, meet me outside. We have an old friend to meet.” He instructed his boys and threw the rest of the on the dead corpse of Enzo

**

Meanwhile, Felix was home watching the news, when he heard the sound of cars pulling up in his apartment. He checked through the window and realized who exactly had shown up.

“Amy, go to the room. I have really big guests.” He said. Amy wasted no time and walked out of the living room, while Felxi prepared to usher in his guest.

Minutes later, there was a knock on the door and he walked up to it, opened the door and the blazing sight of the man made him move back a bit.

“Age hasn’t caught up with you my friend.” Felix stated and had a smile on his lips, but got no response. “Very well then, welcome to my abode.” He said walking away from the man and going to take his seat.

“Felix Mcclurkin, it appears to me that your perception about me is nothing short of a clown, isn’t it?” The man asked.

“How can you say stuff like that Giovanni? You and I have been friends since highschool and I have nothing but respect for you.” Giovanni hummed and walked to the opposite couch, taking his seat gracefully.

“Today marks the eight month you took that loan from me. I have been so merciful because you are my friend, but each time I ask, you seem to think our relationship would save you off from paying the debt.” Giovanni spoke his words slowly and they sank deep in the hearts of Felix.

“Like I said before Giovanni, I haven’t obtained the money yet. Five million dollars is no small money….” “You understand the amount is outrageous but you still insisted I loaned you?” Giovanni interrupted. “You really take me for a fool isn’t it?” Giovanni clapped his hands and his boys stepped into the living room, their guns all pointed at Felix, who had his heart at his chest.

“Many seem to think I am ruthless, but they forget that one doesn’t become ruthless, without someone making them look that way.” Giovanni stated. “Anyways, I am here because I think it’s high time we talk about collateral….” Giovanni leaned closer ensuring his gaze was fully on Felix.

“I want your daughter as my collateral and I will be here tomorrow to get her. Failure to produce your daughter for me, I don’t need to tell you the type of monster I am. You already know.” With that, Giovanni rose up to his seat and gave Felix one last hardened stare on the face and moved out of the apartment.

After Giovanni was gone, Amy stepped back into the living room, coming to check up on Felix, who released the huge breath he didn’t know he held all through the times the gun was pointed to him.

“What happened?” Amy asked.

“I saw my life flash through my eyes right now.” Felix said, taking a sip of the drink on the table. “It is Giovanni, he came to ask for his debt.” Felix explained.

“And what was your response?” Amy asked, getting really agitated.

“My response? My response isn’t the fucking problem at the moment, we have much bigger issues at our hands right now; Giovanni is asking for Imade to be given to him as a form of collateral. He wants our daughter Amy!” Felix loved Dora and was willing to do anything to make her really happy.

“You have to calm down Felix, this shouldn’t make you scared, I am certain we will come up with something.” Amy replied.

Bianca stepped out of the kitchen, where she had been cleaning and was heading for her room, when she collapsed in the living room, right before Amy and Felix. Both rushed over to her and checked to see she was motionless.

“Shit! What happened?” Felix asked.

“It is obvious she is just pretending, the bitch hasn’t eaten since morning, after she broke my plate.” Amy replied.

“Hold up a minute, she broke your plate? I mean the plate I bought from the shop mall weeks ago?” Felix asked and Amy shook her head to say yes. “And she thinks she can act for us huh?” Felix got up from her side and walked to the kitchen. He grabbed a glass of water, alongside a whip he had bought months ago for the purpose of dealing with Bianca.

Bianca felt water splashed on her face and she immediately coughed out and rose up from the floor. She was trying to envisage what had happened, when she felt sharp pain right at her back. Bianca turned around and saw her uncle with a whip.

“Get up you bitch. How dare you break my plates.” Another whip landed on her thighs and this time, Bianca yelled out. “You are nothing but a piece of trash!” He made an attempt to whip her, but Bianca rushed out of the living room.

“That girl must be really crazy! Every dollar I make for the purpose of feeding the family isn’t easy to make. How dare she break those plates!” Felix said, trying to calm his nerves down, while Amy watched the whole scene in satisfaction.

“I think I have an idea!” Amy said, ushering Felix away from the place and back to the couch, so he could calm down.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Go on, I am all ears.” He said, dropping the whip on the table.

“Considering Giovanni has no idea about who Dora is, we could easily replace her with Bianca. At Least the bitch is of no use for us. We will only end up killing her and the police may arrest us. So, I suggest we use her as a collateral instead.” Felix looked at Amy for a moment weighing on what she had just said.

“I think it’s high time we get that bitch out of this house indeed. So tomorrow, when Giovanni arrives, we will present her as our daughter and do away with her.” Felix said with a smirk coming through to his face.