Arranged To Marry The Enemy (a Mafia story) by Zainab Ajike (snow like ashes txt) 📖

Never trust a friend that chills with your enemy

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Roman's point of view:

"What's the plan?" Denis asked.

"I don't know yet but I will let you know when I think of one. Start going" I told him with seriousness.

"Come on, dude" he tried to protest against my decision but after seeing the seriousness in my face, he gave up trying.

"Fine, I guess someone is having a mistress tonight" he said, but I chose not to talk.

"Wait, is there still a bullet inside you? You are bleeding" he asked.

"Of course, now get the fuck out so I can remove it" he stood up and went to the kitchen. Seconds later, he came back with a bullet extractor and passed it to me.

"You need blood tonic, my gee. Hemoglobin" he said and went out.

"Thank God, he is out of my sight." I sighed in relief. I told the extractor and placed it on my wound. I winced in pain as I removed the bullet.

The idiot only gave me a bullet extractor, he should have known I needed a first aid box.

I held the bullet to examine it.

It's a boat tail bullet. I was shot with a boat tail. Nice one.

I promise you Arseni Milan, I am going to kill you with this same bullet. Mark my words. I put it on the table after cleaning the blood in it with my clothes. I went inside my kitchen and brought out the first aid box. I put it on the kitchen island and opened it. I took out the cotton and methylated spirit. I opened the spirit and dug the cotton wool inside. I cleaned the blood stains around the wood. Then, I took the needle and thread and stitched up the wound then I dressed it up.

After treating my wound, I went out of the kitchen to the living room without cleaning up the mess I made there.

I sat on the couch I sat on before. I picked up my phone beside me and called my dad. I need my dad right now. He is the real boss, I am just taking control because he is getting weak.

"Hey Dad" I said. I used my free hand to remove the pocket of cigarettes from my back pocket. I opened it and took out a cigar. I positioned it inside my mouth and lit it with a lighter. 

"Hey! my boy"he replied.

"We have a new rival and I just lost over four billion ruble to him." I said.

"Don't tell me you are grieving over that money. Son, you have more wealth than that" he said. I frowned at his statement.

"I guess I know the value of money more than you do. I can't let my money go to waste like this. I worked for that damn money" I told him.

"So what do you want to do?" He asked As he sighed.

"The rival name is Arseni Milan, and he is doing all these with the help of his grandpa who is Sergi Milan. One of his men that I tortured said that I have a betrayal amongst my men. And their next plan depends on what my betrayal tells them." I said.

"So what do you want to do now?" He asked.

"I haven't thought about one"

"Do you want to tell Dennis about the plan?" He questioned.

"No, he said I have a betrayal amongst my men  and he is part of my men so, I mustn't trust him now" I said as I smoked my cigarette.

"That's nice, think of an idea. If you are unable to, call me back" then he hangs up.

That's my dad for you. He is never in position to help anyone except himself.

I messaged one of my mistresses to come over. I need to take away my sorrow for a while.

Aton's point of view:

"Dad, you are drinking way too much" my son, Ruslan Alexei, told me.

"Fuck those darn mafia, they are making feel like I am no one. Like I have no power. I am losing to them. I don't think we can defeat them alone.

"I know dad, we already lost seven billion to them, I don't think we can defeat him alone, but we are not the only ones this new mafia family is bothering. Roman has been angry since his ship drowned. He vowed to murder all the men involved in his loss as a means of repayment." He said.

"How do you know that?" I asked him.

"I have my sources. He has a traitor amongst his men, he has been linking information to his traitors, I am lucky to be among those that will receive the information" he said brightly at me. 

This is the reason why I am afraid to retire from my position. Ruslan takes everything for granted, he has never been serious in his life. All he knows is food, pussy and jokes.

He has never killed more than thirty people. 

I don't know the kind of Destiny I have, but my children don't like this business. I am afraid of what will happen if I die. What if this family name fades away? 

No, no. That can't happen. I can't work my ass here for nothing. I have to do something.

Ruslan's phone buzzed and he took it up from the table to check it.

He frowned deeply in fear as he stared at his phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Dad, our goods worth ten billion rubles have been destroyed by the Milan family" he said.

And I blacked out.

Roman's point of view:

"Your gas tankers are on their way to your filling stations" Denis said as he chewed his popcorn, sitting down on my office chair and springing himself around like he owns it.

"Tell the tankers to take the secret routes, call them now" I ordered him. I can't afford to lose more money than before. I am so in love with my money that I am not ready to lose it.

He called them as instructed and told them the plan.

After doing as instructed he faced me.

"The Alexei just lost ten billion in their cocoa importation. They will also lose investors and clients to their beverage company. Their beverage company will soon go bankrupt. Well, he will still be damn rich." He said as he chewed up his popcorn.

"The Alexei are filthy rich." I muttered.

Aton Alexei is more ambitious and dedicated than my dad, he is more dangerous and focused than my dad when they were both ruling the mafian world, he would have been the most dangerous mafian king if not for my grandfather's help.