Taken By The Mafia Lord

462 A Little Help

Adele was brimming with rage as she stepped inside their family’s brothel. It wasn’t hard to track down Cindy with her level of authority. Even if her family doesn’t acknowledge it, she was the second most powerful person after Marcel as his underboss. Though Victor was much closer to Marcel, when it comes to hierarchy and a show of authority, Victor would have no choice but to bow to her.

Thus, Adele was instantly sought out by the manager who had creases on his brows as he wondered what brought her here. There was not a trace of a smile on her face and that made the situation tenser.

“Where is she?” Adele asked in between a growl and didn’t even need to specify who she was referring to and the manager answered instantly.

It wasn’t hard to figure out who she was referring to when her younger sister, Cindy Luciano appeared here out of nowhere hours ago and started making demands.

As soon as she got the information, Adele stepped into the elevator, leading to the top floor. To think that Cindy choose the most expensive room for whatever demonic plans she had in mind pissed her off. This was a brothel, how dare her treat Aziz cheaply. Adele had an idea of what Cindy planned to do, but she didn’t want to acknowledge it, else she jinxed her luck.

Her fist was clenched by her sides and she was thirsty for blood. God help her if she doesn’t kill Cindy today. The girl was spoilt rotten by her father and brother and they never condoned any of her wrongdoings, but enough was enough.

Cindy made a wrong move by touching her own, no, her person. Aziz didn’t mean anything to her even though they had sex, but he was one of her people and she protects those that belongs to her. That is it.

It wasn’t hard for Adele to locate the room as soon as she got out of the elevator because Cindy had the guts to even place her security at the entrance, probably to stop any interruption from whatever she was doing in there. Her stomach lurched and Adele felt bile rise to her throat at the thought of it.

Thankfully, the men were her usual security details, meaning that they knew who she was, so when Adele commanded, “Step aside,” They did so without hesitation. They were beneath her and would suffer her wrath later if they dared to disobey her order.

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Adele moved back and then charged forward, kicking the door with a rage strong enough to move mountains. The door opened instantly, almost pulling out of its hinges with the amount of force she applied.

Cindy and Aziz turned to her, shocked.

Adele huffed, blowing an irritating lock out of her face. She stared at Cindy straddling Aziz on the bed and for a moment there, thought she was mistaken here and was interrupting the both of them. But that was until she saw the blood on Cindy’s nose and knew there had been some sort of fight and Aziz croaked at that exact moment,

“Help.”

And the demon was unleashed.

The rage that has been building for a while now was all Adele could see as she strode over to her half-sister still straddling Aziz and grab her by her short hair, flinging her across the room as if she weighed nothing.

How dare she?!

Adele was like a monster released from its prison and raining its vengeance upon her oppressor as she strode over to Cindy still on the floor and moaning in pain. She hurled her up to her feet and Cindy tried to use that opening to punch her but Adele easily dodged it and rammed her knees right into her guts and she bent over in pain.

Adele was a well-trained soldier unlike Cindy, hence the girl had nothing on her and it was like beating a kid except that she didn’t have mercy on her this time. Cindy saw her life flash before her eyes and knew at this rate that her dear sister would kill her in anger, so she stumbled back, putting up her hand to show that she surrendered, but Adele didn’t give a fuck about that.

She threw a punch in her face, and Cindy fell, instantly crawling back on her knees in fear and upon remembering her guards were outside, screamed for help. Adele was going to kill her and she was not ready to die yet – not without Aziz.

Seeing Cindy call for help provoked Adele, she was not done teaching the girl a lesson. But it was too late because the three guards rushed into the room and one of them held her back. However, it became two of them when it became obvious that he couldn’t hold Adele down alone and the last of them took Cindy away.

By the time they left, like literally run for their life before she transferred her aggression to them, Adele screamed her outrage. Her blood was boiling and her body needed some sort of release, one that required violence. It was a huge pity she didn’t draw blood from Cindy’s lips, that would have been satisfying.

Then her attention moved to Aziz and greedily took him in. He was sprawled out on the bed with his hands and legs bound and sporting a massive boner. Her brows arched in recognition, she drugged him. Of course, leave it to her crazy sister to rape the guy she’s pinning for.

Adele looked into his eyes and found out there was nothing like fear or disgust at what she had done to her sister, if anything Aziz looked proud of her and that made her chest swell with pride.

“You found me,” Aziz said.

“Yes, I did.” Her eyes shamelessly stared over his arousal and she said cockily, “I just never expected to find you in this condition.”

Aziz grimaced as if it was embarrassing he wasn’t able to defend himself against a mere teenager. Not that she blamed him, her sister was cunning and a bitch.

At once, Adele turned and closed the door, she didn’t want anyone else to see Aziz naked, she felt possessive for strange reasons.

“I might need a little help,” Elijah confessed, pointing out his helpless state.

But Adele merely tilted her head to the side saying, “Yeah, which of it? The binds or the cock?”