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

"Their mode of killing?" I asked him.

"Roman.. the questions are getting too much" he complained.

"So you can't answer them?" I dared him to say no, he can't.

"They also go with guns but one thing about them is that they are very traditional. They are also good at bowing arrows." He explained.

"What of the Milan family?" I asked him.

"They just go with ammunition. Gun, bombs. That's all" he said.

"What is berto's net worth?" I asked him.

"They are just into drugs so they are not as rich as you are but they are more powerful"

"The Milan's?" I asked him.

"I don't really know about their Worth's but they work for the politicians like you do but higher politicians. And they also deal with oil and gas. They are currently building their refinery." He explained.

"What's their real aim?" I asked him.

"To bring down Lucas Dayson, to take control of the Russian mafia. So if Lucas brings you guys down, and after that, they will bring Lucas down. And the two families will have control over the Mexican, Italian, American and England mafia businesses." He explained.

"That's too much for them. What about the Irish mafia?" I asked him.

"The Irish mafia is under Lucas Dayson." He answered.

"It will be so difficult for them to get Lucas Dayson." I muttered.

"Where is their hideout?" I asked him.

He kept mute. I cocked my gun and pointed it at him.

"Must you always kill?"  He asked in fear.

"That's the business, you know so forget about it!" I said.

"Their hideout is in London, England. But they also use the underground at the Milan estate in Italy." He said.

"Write the damn address down." I told him. 

He quickly scribbled down the addresses and gave them to me.

"I had the intention of killing you but you pleased me with all this information so stay fresh until I catch again. And I promise, I won't hear a single explanation from you. I will blow your head off."

"You need to be careful." He warned me.

"You should be the one who should not get involved with the business. You know Milan isn't loyal to anyone. Have a nice day." I said.

I moved away from the spot and shot the man who pointed his gun at me on his head. I shot the guy beside him and a random guy making them three.

"They sacrificed their lives for you." I told him as I went out of the room with my men.

"The battle is a bit tough," Hong commented.

"I know but it is not too small for me to solve." I told him.

"You need to wash up." Hong said as looking at the blood stains on my shirt. 

"I will just dispose of it." I told him.

We departed and I went back to the hotel. The reception area was empty except for the receptionist.

She looked at me weirdly.

"Are you okay, sir?" She asked.

"Business" I whispered to her 

I went to the elevator and pressed the floor I was going to. The elevator stopped at the floor, I got out of the elevator and went to my room's door.

I used my card to enter. Dark room welcomed me. Irina must have been in bed by now.

I undressed and threw my shirt on the floor tiredly.

I washed up and went to bed.

** 

I left the hotel very early to go to the museum. I met Gan at the reception area, so I walked up to him.

He looked so scared when he saw me.

"Good morning, sir." He greeted me.

"Good morning, dude. Where is your manager?" I asked him.

"Why do you want to see him?" He stuttered.

"I won't implicate you, don't worry. Just tell me where his office is." I told him.

He told me his floor and how I would get to his office. I left the reception area and did as instructed.

I knocked on his door politely, when I heard come in. I entered his office.

"Good morning, how can I help you?" He asked without even offering a seat to sit on.

"Can I sit down? Or is this how you attend to customers?" I asked him.

"I am so sorry, please do have your seat sir." He said. I sat down on the guest chair and faced him.

"I am here for business. Purely business. There is a painting that caught my attention and I wish to get it for myself." I told him.

"I believe you understand that the paintings and exhibitions here aren't for commercial purposes," he said annoyingly.

"I never told you I am dumb." I said to him,

"Please sir..." I cut him off.

"How much is the price? I don't even need to speak with you, call me your boss." I commanded him.

"Sir, please we don't sell paintings here, so I would suggest you leave..." I cut him off but helped him to complete his statement.

"Before you call the security guards, right? There is a saying by the godfather, he says 'a smile will take a long way but a gun and a smile will take you further.' I guess that isn't a lie though" I said as I removed my gun from my waist and placed it on the table.

"I am not here for any disturbance, I am just here to buy the painting at any amount you call it so call me your boss." I told him.

He took his office phone and called his boss.

".... The man is at my office. You need to come and see him here." He said to the phone.

I put my gun back in my waist.

"It won't result well if you tell anybody what you just witnessed." I threatened him. He nodded in response

The door opened and a man in his forties entered.

"Good morning" he said.

Good morning" I replied.

"A painting attracted me into buying it, so here I am. I want to buy it at any price you call it." I said.

"You should understand that we don't sell our paintings and exhibitions out. They are mainly for sightings." He said.

"Is the price 10 million dollar?" I asked him.

"We can draw exactly like the painting for you" he tried to convince me.

"No, I want that painting. Painting isn't only about what we feel, it is about what we feel. When a painter paints, he puts many emotions and feelings in it. And there is one thing you should know about painting is that it defines a person. It portrays the environment around us. And sometimes it might be a puzzle we have to solve inorder to get the solution to our problem." I explained to them.