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Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle from the table. “I thought you would prefer the gentle way. Guess I was wrong.”

His words cut through me like a knife. He crouched down in front of me, cupping my chin with his cold, cruel hands. His fingers dug into my skin, forcing my mouth open, and I gasped in horror as he tilted the bottle.

The liquid slid down my throat, burning, choking. My body convulsed in protest, but I couldn’t stop him. The poison — Deadly Nightshade. I had used it before. And now I was forced to take it. 

A year to live.

His smirk deepened as he let go of me, watching with sadistic pleasure as I gagged, my hands flying to my mouth.

Tears stung my eyes. The bitter, metallic taste of death filled my mouth, and I could do nothing but cry. My vision blurred as the poison coursed through me, but I couldn’t let go of my rage.

Francesco’s voice was low, almost gentle, as he spoke the words that felt like a death sentence. “Sometimes, the person you once loved may end up killing you,” he said, the twisted satisfaction in his voice unmistakable.

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But surrender is never simple in a game of power, revenge, and dangerous desire. Because this man doesn’t just want to own her — he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash.

And the most terrifying part? Find out!

The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose

Sitting on the bed Brinda was laid and rubbing her hair, I can not believe it has been four weeks already. Though it had been tough since I have been escaping death from Marshall who had been relentless in his pursuit to get me killed. 


Moreover, he wants back the crypt key but I won't give it back to him. The time I had waited for for so long is coming, so why should I lose it just like that? 


I can't just wait for her to be back. Only then will my plans be active. If she had been here, everything would have almost been settled. Nevermind, just a little more time, she will be back. 


That reminds me, no matter how strong Marshall and his men were, he couldn't have pulled up such an attack alone. There must have been a mastermind behind him. A power or a force that can see everything. 


35 ~ The Mafia's Puppet