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The Mafias Obsession
Mafia ☠️EXCERPT☠️
"The Deadline of the Loan is today" A woman cries to her husband in fear
"I will try to explain to him to give us more time" The husband bites his nails saying this
"You know how ruthless the Fernandez are" The woman says hitting her husband on the head
"Should we just run till we get the money?" The woman asks and the husband kept quiet contemplating
"Get Elsa and pack a few things" The husband says and the woman ran up the stairs to little Elsa room
"Mommy Mommy ,come see my drawing" 5 year old Elsa says to her mom smiling but the woman mind was far away from Elsa words
"Baby where's your pink bag?" The woman asks scattering the room searching for it
"But Mom, I said you should come see my dra..." Elsa was cut off by her mom
"Shit up Elsa and show me your pink bag" The woman shouts in anxiety and fear, Elsa pouts as tears builds in her eyes as she pointed under her bed
The woman rushes there and tales the pink bag stuffing some few clothes in it quickly, her husband comes to the door
"Hurry" He says and The woman hurriedly zipped Elsa's bag and pulls Elsa with her as they all rushed downstairs
"Load the bags" The woman gave the bag to her husband who quickly loaded it into the boot
The woman put Elsa into the car and does the seat belt before joining her husband in the front
He inserts the car key and ignites it before zooming off, The woman fear began decreasing as she sighs in relief
"Mommy where are we going?" Elsa asks playing with her doll
"Somewhere safe baby, Somewhere safe" The woman answers and Elsa nodded
Soon after they were on the road, they crossed and entered a silent road path, no cars were seen their neither were people.
Thier car was soon counter attacked by 3 other cars
"Oh My God, they found us" The woman said in fear as her heart began to palpitate
Her husband hands became sweaty on the steering wheel as he stared at a figure which stepped down one of the cars
The figure was Eduardo Fernandez, one of the richest Business man in the whole of Italy at the age of 50 , in the outside world he was a business man but in the inside worl, be owned one of the biggest Mafia clan name Tigers Clan
"Well Well Well, if it isn't the Dobardo family" Eduardo says with a cold deep voice with his one eye patch and a customized walking stick
Mr Dobardo steps out the car going on his knees
"Please give us a little time, well..." Mr Dobardo was cut off by Eduardo
"What makes you think you could run and hide?" Eduardo asks with Venom in his voice and Mr Dobardo grew shut
"No we weren't..." A bullet went straight into Mr Dobardo right eyes as blood ran down it and he scream in pain
"Arghhhh"
Mrs Dobardo had moved to the backseat and was currently covering Elsa's ear and eyes, she flinches when she saw the scene as tears rolled down her eyes
"Where's your beautiful daughter and wife?" Eduardo asks signalling to Rocco, his personal bodyguard
Rocco gets the sign and walks to Mr Dobardo car and drags Elsa and Mrs Dobardo out
"Mommy" Elsa cries and Mr Dobardo rushes to her after they had been thrown on the ground
"Let me give you this as a warning" Eduardo says and shot Mr Dobardo right leg
"Arghhhhh" Mr Dobardo shouts in agony and Pain
Elsa peeked from behind her mom and locked eyes with Eduardo
Eduardo glances at Elsa and smirks
"Infact, there's a way to escape this debt" He says with a lustful smirk
"Ho..oow?" Mrs Dobardo asks in fear holding Elsa tight
"Your daughter can be used as a collateral, as a gift for my grand son, the next heir to the Mafia clan" He says and Mrs Dobardo gasps
"No you can't...." A gunshot went straight into Mr Debardo forehead rendering him dead
"Daddy No" Elsa cries
"Any thing else to say" Eduardo asks and No sound was heard
"Good I'll be back on the day of her 18th birthday" Eduardo says and entered his car and soon all entered and they drove off
Mrs Dobardo crawls to Mr Dobardo crying profusely
"Mommy what's wrong with daddy?" Elsa asks looking at her mom's crying face
"Daddy went to meet God early baby" Mrs Debardo says and stands starting to drag Mr Dobardo into the boot of the car
She successfully did so and zooms off going home
•••••
What will happen when Elsa's 18th birthday comes around?
What mysteries will she unlock in the clan?
Read to find out!!! You might like
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