Arranged To Marry The Enemy (a Mafia story) by Zainab Ajike (books for men to read .TXT) 📗

"Anong Gan, age: 45 year old, graduated from the University of Thai Chamber of Commerce in Din Daeng. You joined the mafia when you were thirty years old when you had nowhere to go and nothing to eat. So you decided to join them through a friend, you have been working for the Anton family for the past twelve years until your grandmother passed down your inheritance to you and made you religious, then you decided to leave the mafia world, run away and start a new life. You settled in Bangkok two and half years ago. After her death, you gambled all your inheritance. Then, you contacted some friends to help you with securing a job for you, and that was the reason why you were hired as a museum receptionist. The salary was not enough for you so you decided to start collecting extra money from the tourists' ' I finished narrating his biography to him and trust me, he was shocked when I finished. He looked at me with so much confusion that he froze for a few seconds.

"I have been watching you for quite a long time waiting for you to fall for my trap which you did today. You collected guiding money from me, and not only me but many people. Tell me something new, how much have you gotten from this new business you started secretly without letting your colleagues know about it, tell me how much." I waited for him to reply to me.

"Who the fuck are you?" He asked with fear. I took a long drag of my cigar and released it in the air. I smirked at myself.

"I am the person you ran away from, Roman Anton, the new Don of the Anton family." I replied to him.

He looked at me with fear. He immediately knelt down and bowed his head.

"Boss, I am so sorry for running away. Forgive me. Spare me. Spare my life. I have a wife at home." He pleaded.

"The wife you don't even take care of. You don't even go home to meet her any longer. You spend your free time at a club with your Mistresses, Am I not right?" I asked him.

"You are right sir, I am so sorry sir. Spare my life sir." I puffed on my cigar.

"How much have you defrauded those innocent people?" I asked him.

"I haven't gained much, sir." He stammered.

"Donate all the money to the charity site you know now."I said, impatiently bringing out my gun.

"Please sir." He tried to beg.

"That's the museum over there, I won't hesitate to take your dead body there and make them all know what you have done. And I have men over the city and you know that. I won't hesitate giving you to them to make use of you as an experiment. So do as I say gladly." I said. I looked over to Hong "Help me search for a charity site, so that we can donate his money to them. There are rewards that await you when you do charity, believe me, Anong." I told him sincerely. Isn't that what the Muslims believe in?

"I have seen a few, sir" Hong said as he kept scrolling through his phone.

"Since you are not ready to do it yourself, give me your damn phone." I commanded him.

"Please..." He tried to say.

I cocked my gun, sending him a coded message.

He passed his phone to me.

"Passcode?" I asked him.

"2945963" I punched it in as he was saying it, when it got u licked, I went to his bank app to see his balance but he had locked it. This jerk is damn stingy with his money.

"Unlock it." I said to him as I passed him his phone. He unlocked it and passed the phone back to me reluctantly.

"Please sir, have mercy on me." He pleaded.

"A word from you again is enough for me to shoot you in your leg and you won't be able to walk again in your life. I will make sure of it." I threatened him. He should know that the threat of a don isn't empty.

"This bastard had over two million Baht in his accounts. He must have gained a lot of money. Your salary isn't even up to 10,000 baht and you gave up to this amount. Don't you have bills you are paying for. Do those whore let you fuck them for free or do the club and bar owner always give you drinks for free? That's not possible and you told me you haven't gained much, this is 2.8 million Bahat that it is in your account. You are so selfish and greedy." I said to him.

"Call the account of the charity site." I said to Hong.

He called the account and I transferred Two million, Seven hundred and fifty thousand Baht to the organization leaving fifty thousand Baht in his account. After transferring it, I threw his bone at him.

"Start you live afresh as a good and honest religious man that your Grandma taught you to be. I free you now to live your life. I forgive you but if I catch you with any illegal act again,I promise you, you will be under six feets the next minute. You should know what I am capable of doing. Go to your wife now and apologize for your bad deeds towards her. Start afresh with her. Now, run before the count of 10. 9....." She stood up and ran like he was going to die if he didn't, then he disappeared into thin air.

I didn't tell him that I have sent a sum of half a million baht to his wife today and told her not to tell him, because if I do. He might kill her. I told her to use the money to do something productive and to take care of her kids and not to depend on that jerk, because depending on him is like depending on failure thinking it's success. I will make sure to keep a close eye on the jerk. Stupid fool!

"You were a great, boss." Hong praised me as he smiled at me.

"Calm my men to prepare themselves, I have to meet Anurak and finish my business with that big old hag. You know how tough he can be. Let's go." I said to him as I entered the car. He entered the car and I drove to the bar where Anurak is.

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