Sold To The Mafia Lord

Responding swiftly to Twenty Five’s directive, the Alphas swiftly obeyed his command, darting out of the pyramid. However, to the surprise of the Hitmen, Twenty Five and three other men suddenly broke away from the fleeing group. The men wore cold expressions, their eyes filled with unyielding determination as they turned to face the oncoming Hitmen.

Caught off guard, the Hitmen froze in their tracks, their confusion evident. One of them couldn’t help but utter an exclamation of bewilderment, “Eh?!” Their perplexity deepened as they observed Twelve, their gaze shifting to Twenty Five, who nodded in silent agreement.

Without warning, the quartet launched a coordinated attack on the stunned Hitmen. The sudden assault caught the remaining Hitmen off balance, their reflexes dulled by the unexpected turn of events. The clash was fierce, as blows were exchanged and the air crackled with the energy of the confrontation.

Twelve, a seasoned warrior, narrowed his gaze at the older men before him, his face etched with determination. He knew the stakes were high. The Alphas had already suffered losses at the hands of the Hitmen, fueling their resolve to eradicate their adversaries once and for all. The memory of fallen comrades propelled them forward, lending a relentless edge to their onslaught.

The battle continued wit h an unyielding fervor. The Alphas fought with a ferocity born from a desire for vengeance and the protection of their own. The Hitmen, though caught off guard, were not without their own skills and experience. They fought back, their determination unwavering despite the sudden shift in the tide of the conflict.

Within the confines of the pyramid, the clash of bodies and the clash of wills reverberated, each strike carrying the weight of past grievances and future aspirations.

The alphas who had run out were all stationed far from the pyramid but their minds were in turmoil.

Wondering why Twelve, Twenty five, Scale and Drake would stay back in the pyramid, knowing fully well that The bombs were ticking inside the pyramid.

“Damn it!! We are supposed to be down with this shits!! Who lives in a pyramid except these old hags??” A member of Alpha snorted as he stood close to their cars.

The outside of the pyramid was filled with cars and cannons.

Some member were all moody as they sat on the bonnet of other cars.

The guy who had spoken earlier immediately kept quiet as he walked towards two of their men who were wearing a sad and as well vexed expression.

He patted their backs “It’s okay! That is the game, it’s either we die or they die! It’s normal to lose brothers in the feud but we just have to let it go because…..”

“We’re Alphas!”

“We’re alphas!!”

The shout resonated in the area as they used that mantra to boost their morale.

“So it’s okay. let’s just wait for the other four brothers to come out!!” The guy, Scale, said again and he went to the car to seat.

Some stood to watch over the place in case of the unexpected.

Alexander swiftly took out his gun from his back pocket and placed his hand on the trigger.

His expression was dark, though he had a calm and imposing expression on, within him was in turmoil.

He couldn’t leave there recklessly and he had to go meet Amelia.

He was scared…..

So scared.

He placed his hand on the trigger, eyes so distant and fierce.

Grey Point his gun directly to Alexander’s Chest, Knight’s command for him to pull the trigger was what he was relentlessly waiting for.

Finally the bastard was here!!

Grey was so happy and His face couldn’t help but shriek as he glared hard at Alexander.

“Haha Alexander you’re something else! You just have to go! No need pretending strong! Your Amelia’s life is in danger!” Knight suddenly laughed out and Alexander frowned so deeply.

Knight had a hand in all these and he wanted to blackmail him.!

Alexander dropped his gun lazily as he Swirled the gun in his hand leisurely.

“Before you try to blackmail me! Think about that little Lolita you’ve being hiding for a while now!” Alexander said calmly as he had a playful smile on.

Knight’s eyes constricted as he frowned deeply at Alexander, his mind in turmoil.

“Everybody retreat calmly!” Knight whispered To Grey who was also frowning.

George was confused at what Alexander said, What little Lolita was Alexander talking about??

Liam maintained a calm expression as he stood in front of Alexander and Alexander got the message and quickly took a step back and entered the car close by and drove off.

Knight’s eyes followed the car as he made a tight fist.

His little Lolita was no other but Mrs Gale.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He called her Little Lolita for a reason.

Knight quickly retreated along side with Grey.

“We have to get Mrs Gale out of the house this minute!!” Knight said as he walked in along with Grey.

“But sir.. I thought everything would all be resolved today! The confrontation was all for nothing??”

Knight snarled coldly “I only entertained him to stale time for my plan A to go smoothly!” Knight said calmly as he walked in to the room he normally sit.

Grey was still not happy though and knight noticed that.

“You don’t have to be so impatient, we’re doing all these for them! For the brothers we lost and the home we couldn’t keep!” Knight said and Grey sighed.

“I trust you master! I’ll go as planned” Grey said determinedly as he nodded.

Meanwhile Alexander drove the car frantically as his eyes warder along the road.

“Amelia please be safe!”

Alexander kept muttering like a mantra and a poem, he took out his phone to Call Ghost about the other side.

“Sir Madam is still in and we can’t get in because of the sealed doors and windows and I don’t understand what’s wrong with the fire fighters, it’s being an hour now we called them but there’re no were to be found!”

Alexander was already blaming himself.

He should have leave everything and accompany The little Cherry!

“It’s all that Cyrus’s ideas!!”