The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

An Time to Gang

Sing

Dindtry raises fals gun arut fires a few shots as far backs us both tramands the Four of the w*.**

and back

He parshes me roughly against the wall and hits a furto Soon stent doors opens up beside you and be roughly pull me Inside before the doors close just in tiron for a few taillets to richet off the wall

We are in an elevator and going up.

I

A few moments later, the doors open to a hallway adeaned rematally similar to the hallway ever but we certainly not stopping to look at the artwork!

He leads me in a death grip on my neck to a set of stairs and we eventually make conway inside. When filing and puffing trying to catch my breath since my ribs are bevised, I see Chimitry shoot a panel on the wall Sparks fly like

He proceeds to grals me once again and places me in the crease of his arm, printing the gun at my heart. My body in sore, I feel weak from the loss of blood, yet I feel tage couring though my homes. He leads me to the side of the building. We are waiting for something

I can one several buildings on fire below, lots of people scurrying about.

As the wind whips around us from the incoming Mades of a helicopter above us and the sounds of helfer caining below, I take a moment to silently wish I could see the faces of the men that I should hate but all I want is for them to embrace me in their strong arms and con sweet nothings in my ear one more time.

breath of Dimitry “I am so looking forward to beating every last bit off hope in you my pet. I will quench your fire and make you the slave you are meant to be was already Tuning: How dare lart But before I could retort, I heard an explosion and the metal door we came through busted open in a heap of sparks. Out of the smoke, with guns raised, all clad in black like smoking hot fucking ninus came my met I could see Jason, Charlie, and Kai. A few cuts and hruises littered their faces and Ints of

just as the helicopter landed on the mod armes the building. A strong wind hits our faces like a solar Blast. He breathes down

in droves behind my men, they have their guns trained on my men and I can’t help but scream “JASON! WATCH OUT! He immediately turns behind him along with Charlie and Kai, and in an instant, they are all able to dodge the raining fire of

see a bullet hit

I yell out. I begin to struggle in his grip.

can wiggle enough so that his grip is loosened. This son of a walking

claim me as his. How dare he threaten my family. How dare

strength in

my right foot and with all my strength kick him backward right in the kneecap. He screams in pain and goes to hold his knee with both hands.

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and yell “This is for my dad!” Then I quickly backhand his face and watch his

arm swirl around his arm, putting his gun under my arm before bringing my knee up and pulling his arm down at the same time, effectively cracking his elbow joint. He drops his

right book. I think about Jason. Charlie, Kai. Smack! I use both my fists to pile and drive them into his

my open palms together and smack his ears

think about all the pain he has caused so many people. I roughly

scream in more

bullet hit Charlie’s leg! A spray of blood flies out of his wound like a

too many

in front of me, and he reaches for me so he can pull me toward the waiting

step into him and spin around using my elbow to thrust into his gut. Not once, not twice