Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 11: 11

Varys Flint

Strong arms with rippling muscles covering every inch of his body were punching on a heavy weighted bag that was hanging from a ceiling.

His anger was crossing the limits of sanity. The thoughts of her were making him go blind in need.

And the thought of her getting hurt by his own men was making him see red. His fists slammed against the bag harder, punching it with all the power that he had earned throughout the years of practice.

"Boss..." a voice rang behind him, shivering in fear for disturbing him in his personal time, "She is staying in Texas only. With a man named Vincent."

His punch landed so hard on the bag that the bag broke its grip from the ceiling and fell down on the floor with a loud bang.

The dead body of Rooney, the goon who had dared to hurt her, who had dared to grab her hair and drag her despite of getting clear instructions of not laying even a finger upon her body, fell out.

The ground became a bloody mess. He turned around, his green eyes were spitting fire at the person standing in front of him,

"I want his bio on my table in half an hour."

"Y.. yes... boss." The man replied while stumbling back a few steps.

Even though Varys' men were ruthless and fear was beaten out of their heads through years of training, there was no man in the gang who could dare to stand in front of Varys without shivering.

Varys grabbed the white towel from a chair and wiped his blood stained hands with it.

threw the towel over Rooney's

has Knight to do

to find that out,

words had Varys snapping his neck towards him in

f.. fa.. far as we know," the man stammered in terror, "she has no connection with

are going to take Rooney's place in that fucking bag." Varys said in a tone

from there after mumbling

he was out of sight, Varys banged his

this cruel world. He had sacrificed everything just to

had sacrificed her just so she never gets involved in this

was

even

Ten Years ago

slammed his fist on the thick bark of a tree that had been placed in his

rich so a lavish life had become

understood that his goody two shoe brother, apple of everybody's eyes was now back from his high

were coming from downstairs. He got angry. He had clearly told Hector

A few minutes passed and that is when suddenly a gasp

dripping down from his perfect body. His caramel skin was

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