Taken By The Mafia Lord



The slap sent the man reeling as he saw stars in his vision. Unlike Mimi who had been taken aback by his action that reacted instinctively, Arianna's slap was well planned hence the reason she put a lot of her strength into it; she intended to hurt him 

"Who are you calling a bitch, your mother?!" She scolded him, stepping in line beside Mimi with her head lifted high. How dare that piece of shit lay a hand on her girlfriend? 

"Y-you!" The man raged, now holding the cheek where Arianna slapped him, "The both of you are dead!" He threatened her. 

"You have quite the confidence." Arianna scoffed, folding her arms across her chest. 

And oh, she finally saw why the man was confident because he did not come alone and about three of his minions stepped out confidently from the crowd. Just one night Arianna decided to be away from the stress of motherhood, and violence calls instead. 

At this point, those dancing on the floor abruptly halted their having sensed something violent was about to go down and no one wanted to be caught in the middle of it. However, their pitiful gazes were directed to the women, wondering why they had to go cause with the miscreant and his gang. 

Adele sensed movements from the corner of her eyes and knew that it was the soldiers their husbands sent to protect them coming to intervene. But Adele didn't want any of that so she tactically made them signs to stand down. They were not princesses in distress and could protect themselves. Instead, It would be that fool's death for underestimating them because they are women. 

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The fool was smug now that he had his backup and declared haughtily, "You must be scared now." He grinned, "Perhaps, I might decide to reconsider if you -" 

A passing wait walked across Adele with a tray of drink in hand and without a second thought, she snatched the bottle from him. Hence, the man was still talking when Adele stepped forward without warning and brought the bottle down on his head. 

There was a startled gasp and screams from the crowd who saw the unbelievable scene play out in front of him. Even his so-called company watched in shock as their leader fell in the middle of his sentence and that delay was enough time for Adele. 

The back ups broke out of shock and charged at Adele however she was well prepared and moved with the lithe speed of a well-accomplished killer. She used the jagged edges of the broken bottle to slash widely at the first opponent's leg and he stumbled to the ground, howling in pain while a roundabout kick met the second person square on the feet. 

The third managed to get close to her, throwing a punch at her face which she had seen coming and easily dodged, choosing to slash the arm instead at two places and he cried out, retreating at once. At least that one had self-preservation unlike his second bethren that she hard merely spared with a kick. 

He had the advantage of weight and wrapped his arm around her, restricting her movement. But all Adele did was to turn her hand and stab him in the stomach with the bottle and he had no choice but to let her go, already in pain. 

Adele turned and said to him with a sinister smile, "I barely avoided an organ, but you might have to hurry to a hospital if you don't want to die from bleeding." 

She added a warning, not just to him but to the others, "If you want to play gangster, get basic training. Intimidation only takes you far enough, now scram!" Adele dropped the bottle and it shattered, startling them and driving home her point. 

Without a word, he scampered away while holding his side, his face tight with pain while the other one with minimal injuries dragged away their unconscious leader. 

Adele wiped her hands and turned to her girlfriend, "Done." 

"Such a show-off," Arianna rolled her eyes, "You left nothing for me." 

"There was nothing to be left for in the first place." 

"There were four of them."

"All amateurs and didn't even scratch the surface," Adele hinted that her playthings were not enough to pass around to her. 

"Damn, girl, you are blood thirsty." Mimi threw her hand around Adele's shoulder, complimenting her friend. She had no business fighting for human targets like Arianna. 

Mimi hated to fight. She would rather take her battles to bed, that is if you get what she means. Victor has taught her a few defensive moves which she could execute; kicking the target in the balls; stabbing her target in the eyes; biting her target wherever she can get her teeth on; using the gun when left with no choice. Anything more complex than that was not her cup of tea. 

While Adele did not show it, her heart still warmed with Mimi's gesture and Arianna playfully quibbling with her. It felt good to be complimented for doing something nice. However, her face still wore her indifferent mask as she said, "I think this is the point where we leave here." 

Arianna turned around and discovered that everyone was throwing them wary looks even though the Dj continued banging his number after he abruptly stopped during the chaos. Even if the decided to stay around, they would be uncomfortable with the number of eyes on them having drawn enough attention with that fight. 

"I second that." Arianna agreed, already leading the way and the others followed after her. They didn't care about damages since their babysitters stalking them would take care of it. 

"Where do we go now? Our time is not yet up." Mimi asked as they stood outside the club staring out at the main road and busy night lives. 

"How about some food? My stomach is beginning to growl after all that alcohol." Arianna decided. 

"Sure! We eat and then we gossip! Good call!" Mimi could never pass up good gist.