LADY ELÉONOR - MAFIA BOSS'S WOMAN

't tell me you're going to bring those rags along" Crystal scrunched her nose. "Why can't i? Although we now ha

oo much about Crystal's weird suggestions. "huh? You don't believe me?" Crystal asked unhappily. "Why would i?" Eléonor snorted, hanging her trash pack around her neck. Crystal frowned. "haven't you heard of the Rocco clan?" She asked again. "Sure, who doesn't know of it?" Eléonor rolled her eyes at her. Crystal grinned. "BRBG Arena is under Rocco Clan. I heard they actually recruit their members from that p

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hough it's almost 1am, the hotel was still buzzing with People going in and out. The tw

rooms available in their hotel. "Just give us one room that can contain the both of us" crystal grunted. "oh ohk" the receptionist replied. "a 145cm business suite..." She

rs for a well equipp

s place before they rub us off our money. We'll buy our house by tomorrow morning" Eléonor whispered. Crystal chuckled, not mindin

cation card with an identification number" She instructed. "what's that again?

ot that dumb. I mean why

card in order t

ve an id card,"

roblem," Crys

leave. We'll go b

e this far and my grea

lled out the five thousand dollars from the confused receptionist. "sorry your hotel is too expensive for my girlfriend and i" She wi

ther. She sneaked behind the driver, and gave him a strong blow on the neck. The driver groaned in pain. He reached out for the hidden compartment and then brought out a gun. putting the car to auto driving, the

an only kidnap crystal dash if this place is not sin city" she yelled, banging the door close. Eleonor quickly navigated the car to the fish market while cr

n document, writing their names on several documents they did not even understand. Crystal brought out a can of brown paint, she painted all the fo

eat and the driver seat respectively. "fvck only in sin city do on

or chuckled, ag

ner of the road. Two beauties laid inside, fast asleep. One w

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od seeking. "Which clan dares to go against us?" He asked with gritted teeth. "boss, t..he mole refu..sed to tell" Lars stuttered while answering. "take him to the torture room. Also, Prepare the things I need, " Jax ordered. "boss?" He called out c

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marks could be seen on his face. Jax walked into the room, dressed in all black, from his trilby hat down to

ht from the flaming bulb, Slaiy, eyes widen at the sight of the bloodlust in the eyes of his boss. "boss..." he stuttere

ing. I brought you out from a slum, raised you as my own. I taught you personally and made you the second in command of my clan. Tel

l I say you can. I'm never merciful to those who betray me. Especially the ones i call family" Slaiy groa

o bring the Arabian knife closer. "no! No! I was threatened. It wasn't my intention to do so" slaiy cried. "oh! Is that so?'' Jax smiled eerily. He pressed a button and shack

the knife and a metre rule. "30cm length, 4 cm depth, 15cm breath" he chuckled, cutting a large part of slaiy's thigh. Surprising, it turned into a thick and ac

is is gonna taste much more delicious, don't you think?" he asked pointing at slaiy's d*ck. Slaiy felt a chill down his spine. "Boss please, I'm willing to speak now, please spare me." Slaiy pleaded.