My Pound Of Flesh

My Pound Of Flesh

Nuella 25

5.0
Comment(s)
7.1K
View
78
Chapters

After loosing her mother to cancer and having to leave New York, the city she had known all her life for reasons best known to her dad. She hoped for a fresh start and a better future in Boston, where she worked two jobs as she prepares for college. Things took a turn when the godlike man she met at the ice cream shop she worked at turned out to be Mace Hunter, the billionaire cartel leader of the New York City, the Capo Dei Carpi of one of the Biggest crime syndicate in the Mafia World, whom her father owed a large sum of money. Mace being true to the mafia teachings and beliefs, that to forgive is a weakness, took Matilda as payment for the debt owed. Though he had plans to put her to work at one of his prostitution rings to atone for her fathers sin, but fate presented a rare opportunity that turned Matilda fate from a debtor to Mace Hunters contract wife. "Where the heck is my money?" "I will never dream to cross you but if you will just give me a little more time, I will get your money ready for you sir". The inferno boiling inside me, I could have sworn would burn him to the ground with only his ashes as his remains. "I'm not going back without my money and since you can't pay back, I will just have to take my pound of flesh". My pleas fell on deaf ears, as he dragged me out. "Nooooooo Matilda!" Dad kept on screaming my name. can she survive living in the lions den for 2years? will she loose her heart or will he?

Chapter 1 Prologue

I turned on the shower, and as I stood under it naked, the water trickled down my body, washing off the stains of blood.

It was a gloomy day. I had killed every last one of Tigger's men and also lost five of mine. I was so angry because the bastard got away, but not for long. It was a long hunt after all, but I need to set an example for every other bastard that would want to challenge us.

My enemies have grown further, and I know my life is in danger every single minute of the day, but I am more powerful than ever. I had to exercise my Dominion over New York and also send a message to every other cartel: there is no room for traitors and no forgiveness when passing judgment. New York is mine, and no one will ever take it away from me.

I picked up my phone to ask Ray to set up some torture sessions when Felix's call came in.

"We found him, Capo, the Accountant that owes us."

"Where?"

"Boston, Ray, and I will be heading over to Boston, Capo."

Finally, something exciting to do. Someone has to suffer for Tigger's crime, and who else if not that slimy bastard that ran with my money, It's about time I made them understand that no one runs from Mace Hunter.

"No, leave Ray out of this one; I will be right there." I hung up the phone.

Continue Reading

Other books by Nuella 25

More

You'll also like

Secret Baby: The Jilted Wife's Final Goodbye

Secret Baby: The Jilted Wife's Final Goodbye

Cait
5.0

I sat on the cold tile floor of our Upper East Side penthouse, staring at the two pink lines until my vision blurred. After ten years of loving Julian Sterling and three years of a hollow marriage, I finally had the one thing that could bridge the distance between us. I was pregnant. But Julian didn't come home with flowers for our anniversary. He tossed a thick manila envelope onto the marble coffee table with a heavy thud. Fiona, the woman he'd truly loved for years, was back in New York, and he told me our "business deal" was officially over. "Sign it," He said, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. He looked at me with the cold detachment of a man selling a piece of unwanted furniture. When I hesitated, he told me to add a zero to the alimony if the money wasn't enough. I realized in that moment that if he knew about the baby, he wouldn't love me; he would simply take my child and give it to Fiona to raise. I shoved the pregnancy test into my pocket, signed the papers with a shaking hand, and lied through my teeth. When my morning sickness hit, I slumped to the floor to hide the truth. "It's just cramps," I gasped, watching him recoil as if I were contagious. To make him stay away, I invented a man named Jack-a fake boyfriend who supposedly gave me the kindness Julian never could. Suddenly, the man who wanted me gone became a monster of possessiveness. He threatened to "bury" a man who didn't exist while leaving me humiliated at his family's dinner to rush to Fiona's side. I was so broken that I even ate a cake I was deathly allergic to, then had to refuse life-saving steroids at the hospital because they would harm the fetus. Julian thinks he's stalling the divorce for two months to protect the family's reputation for his father's Jubilee. He thinks he's keeping his "property" on a short leash until the press dies down. He has no idea I'm using those sixty days to build a fortress for my child. By the time he realizes the truth, I'll be gone, and the Sterling heir will be far beyond his reach.

Revealing My Secret Identities! My Bros Are Speechless!

Revealing My Secret Identities! My Bros Are Speechless!

Zhen Xiang
5.0

For seventeen years, I was the crown jewel of the Kensington empire, the perfect daughter groomed for a royal future. Then, a cream-colored envelope landed in my lap, bearing a gold crest and a truth that turned my world into ice. The DNA test result was a cold, hard zero percent-I wasn't a Kensington. Before the ink could even dry, my parents invited my replacement, a girl named Alleen, into the drawing room and treated me like a trespasser in my own home. My mother, who once hosted galas in my honor, wouldn't even look me in the eye as she stroked Alleen's arm, whispering that she was finally "safe." My father handed me a one-million-dollar check-a mere tip for a billionaire-and told me to leave immediately to avoid tanking the company's stock price. "You're a thief! You lived my life, you spent my money, and you don't get to keep the loot!" Alleen shrieked, trying to claw the designer jacket off my shoulders while my "parents" watched with clinical detachment. I was dumped on a gritty sidewalk in Queens with nothing but three trunks and the address of a struggling laborer I was now supposed to call "Dad." I traded a marble mansion for a crumbling walk-up where the air smelled of exhaust and my new bedroom was a literal storage closet. My biological family thought I was a broken princess, and the Kensingtons thought they had successfully erased me with a payoff and a non-disclosure agreement. They had no idea that while I was hauling trunks up four flights of stairs, my secret media empire was already preparing to move against them. As I sat on a thin mattress in the dark, I opened my encrypted laptop and sent a single command that would cost my former father ten million dollars by breakfast. They thought they were throwing me to the wolves, but they forgot one thing: I'm the one who leads the pack.

Chapters
Read Now
Download Book