The heartless Mafia alpha king

stant. I want you and your t

ut give me till the end of this week. I promise I will pay every cent I owe

me line from you, over and over again. I don't want your money anymore. You can

till the end of this week, I wi

that I am old, makes you think I am a fool. Is that it? " His voic

, and you know it. Just please, all I'm asking

for as long as I can remember. I think she is better off dead than alive. All she does

h tears at the wor

t about my mother." Her

money." His nose

ill do whatever it takes to get the money. Just bear with me till the end of

s this time, as tears contin

in. I have said it, and I will say it again,

f his mouth whi

be the very last time I owe you anything, j

rown out the window, as she cra

off

h off, like she was disgusting, and wou

, I want my money ready, or else, you won't like what

t, be it the gutters or under the bridge, or even worse, on the st

the old, creaky wooden stairs

of his way, creating a pa

e was out of her line of sight, still on he

gs, she felt eyes di

tment, tears dropping onto the floo

de her apartment, she dro

bs to escape, as her tears streamed

to have grown only louder, as her hand

as, she could see the tiny apart

ng room should have been. Two other doors were locate

onics. Only an old looking radio, which was instal

ud cries as she remembered a

e never believed a thing like

ever have thought she would

d it like it

year

attending a virtual conference with his emp

ing in the garden, drinking tea, and both chatti

felt her heart swell with

e. She had pretty strawberry blonde

shone with life, as

ked really you

s every morning, but thi

nd a young, dazzling, and b

t her eyes were cold, and h

tly younger lady, who looked like the fir

could tell they were a

d her way into the mansion furiously, with roll

s is the last straw, and I am not going to sit back and watch in the dark, while

, and even the gardeners,

up to the shouting woman, and wa

call right now, and is busy at the moment to att

a saw that it was a fake. Her moth

e here, so I would advise you to go call him out. Oh, and stop calling George your husband.

hatred, and her voic

hat your problem is, or whatever business you hav

I say, happens, and if you don't behave yourself, I won't hesitate to th

d she could see the rage in her mo

t, and her daughter let

ime to put up with you, just get upstairs, and call George out her

ell me what to do, so I suggest you see yourself out this

ould all come clear to you. Now, go call George out, or I would go in there, and

ang right in front of Irene, preven

nd have them throw these dogs out of my

le, and made to call the guards,

rown on her face, s

said, as she snatched t

back yo

rst time Lisa u

all my mother a

elonged to the younger ver

, or I will beat you till you can't

growled, as they stared at each ot

r life, and this was the first time,

ng each other, when a voice ran

going o

e top. Eyes with fury, and rage