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WIFEY

The next morning, the fragile peace of the villa shattered before noon.“Boss!”Marcus burst into Drake’s office, the heavy oak doors slamming against the wall. Urgency was written in every line of his hardened face.Drake didn’t flinch. He slowly looked up from the mountain of paperwork on his desk. logistics and manifests detailing the latest weapon and drug shipments arriving through the seaport. The lifeblood of his empire.“What’s the matter, Marcus?”“One of the perimeter guards found an envelope pinned to a tree while patrolling the estate.” Marcus stepped forward, his jaw tight as he extended a heavy cream envelope. “It has your name on it.”Drake took it. The moment his fingers brushed the paper, his expression turned glacier-cold, his dark eyes narrowing into slits.“From the blood stain on the seal, I’m guessing it’s from Blood Pact,” Marcus muttered, a muscle twitching in his cheek.“I see that.” Drake’s voice was dangerously calm. He tore the envelope open and pulled out

Boom

Before she could react, he stepped up directly behind her. His massive frame completely blocked out the rest of the room, casting her in his shadow. Amy instantly stiffened. Her breath caught in her throat as the radiating heat of his chest pressed against her back, a stark contrast to the chilled air of the training room. “Loosen your grip,” he commanded quietly, his voice a low vibration against her ear. His warm breath brushed her skin, sending an involuntary, electric shiver straight down her spine. “You’re holding it like a bat. Relax your wrist.” When she didn’t comply fast enough, Drake reached around her. His large, calloused hands completely covered hers, his long fingers forcing her grip to soften and adjust. His touch was firm, unyielding, and entirely too intimate. “The momentum doesn’t come from your shoulders. It comes from the hip, and the snap of the wrist,” he muttered, his deep voice vibrating through her shoulder blades. Slowly, he guided her arm through a fluid

CLOSER

Bluey effortlessly broke the tense staring contest between them, his calm presence shifting the energy in the room. “Hi Donna!” His voice burst with genuine excitement, eyes lighting up. Amy quickly looked away from Rose, smiling warmly at Bluey. “Amy is fine,” she said, her tone cheerful, while Rose scoffed, unimpressed. “So... how does it feel going from slave to Donna?” Hayden leaned forward slowly, resting his hand on the table and his chin on it, his eyes gleaming with curiosity, like a child eager for a bedtime story. “Can we just eat?” Rita’s voice cut in sharply, her gaze fixed on Amy, her brow furrowed. Amy glanced at Kate, who was focused intently on her plate, adopting a deliberate nonchalance to hide her interest in the distraction. Then she looked away and began serving herself, methodically filling her plate. At the top monsters’ dining table, the scene was casual—plates piled high with steaming food, everyone helping themselves with ease. Rita scooped gene

SECOND MISSION

The room was filled with intense heat, as they both glared at each other coldly. “Give me one good reason why I can’t be part of this mission!” Amy fired. “I never said you couldn’t be part of the mission, just not that role” Drake rolled his eyes and turned back to the rest who were seated quietly, watching the drama. “We’ll fix someone for the bait, I’ll think of the best fit before the next meeting, get prepared, we meet again tomorrow, the mission is close” with that, he strolled out of the room. Amy angrily followed behind, leaving the rest inside. “Wow” Bluey muttered. He turned swiftly to Marcus, his face rumpled with curiosity. “Are they usually like that or…” Marcus slapped his head lightly. “You're too curious”. Then he started walking out of the room with Kate. “Hey, wait up” Bluey shouted after them as he rubbed his head while rushing after them. ## Hayden's Room Maria stood in front of his door, she arranged her dress, adjusting it to make it shorter.

THE FIGHT

Time past, it was a night to the mission, the news about the fight between Amy and two mobsters was everywhere. The general training hall as filled up, everyone was anticipating, waiting for the match to begin. Some mobsters were rooting for her opponents to win, while few were rooting for her. The whole place was chaotic. At Drake’s training room. Amy was already geared up in her combat suit, the suit gummed her body so much that it revealed her curves perfectly, showing every line if her body. She tied her hair up into a bun, adjusting her boots when Drake walked in. He looked at her, scanning her beautiful curves with a faint smirk. “You know it's not too late to back down right?” his voice drew her attention to his presence in the room. “My mind is made up Boss” He furrowed his brows “Boss?” he repeated. “What? Sounds weird? So you do enjoy me addressing you by your name” she smirked at him. Drake scoffed. “Let's move, don't keep everyone waiting” he walked a

YOU ARE MINE

Midnight… It was midnight, they were back to the strategy room. Everyone involved in the mission. Bluey started the briefing. “We made tiny ear chips that the bait is gonna use during the mission. It'll be inserted into her ear. It'll be used for communication.” he said with his eyes on Amy. Kate brought out a small box containing the ear chips, she opened it, revealing it to Drake. Drake looked at the chips cearfully. “Has this been tested properly?” “Yes Boss” Kate responded with confidence and Drake nodded in approval. “So here is the final briefing. I need 30 men surrounding the area incase things goes south.” he looked at them, ensuring they were flowing. “Then Theo, you're the delivery guy, you'll take the package to her as soon as she taps you.” “Yes boss” Theo said. “Kate and Bluey, be ready to move the money immediately he scans the QR code and make sure to delay the debit alert of the transaction for as long as you can till she leaves” “Yes boss” they bo

MISSION

The next day came fast.It was 6am, the mobsters were already getting ready to move.The one’s positioned to surrounded the environment, were already driving out to their assigned locations. Amy was in her room, getting dressed for the mission. Her goal was to look seductive enough to grab Athan’s attention.She did her makeup, Rita helped her to style her hair into two cute buns. She was finally done dressing up.She looked at herself in the mirror, she was putting on a casual but attractive outfit. A long black leggings, white cropped singlet and a black fur jacket over the singlet. The singlet has an opening that left her cleavage seductively open, and a long black boot.She looked like the prettiest thing that ever happened to the mob! Her curves showing perfectly. “This will do” she muttered. “My baby looks so pretty” Rita said with a dramatic sob, leaning on Amy’s shoulder. “Get off me bitch” Amy bursted into laughter and Rita joined her. She stepped out of the room, he

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