Under the mafia moon

“Sarah... you're unmatched. You're truly a princess. No one else could throw a party like this. I mean, you booked the entire beach. It's fabulous…" a boy said, praising sarah. Along with him, everyone started cheering for Sarah. Among them all, everyone was gathered around Sarah. She had thrown this beach party. She was wearing a rainbow-striped swimsuit that showed off her perfect figure. She had light, pale skin and dark grey eyes. She was quite hot. She is about 23 years old. She had an expensive bottle of champagne in her hand. It was almost six in the evening. A cool breeze was blowing by the sea. Some boys and girls were partying. It was a famous beach area in Sydney. A VIP had booked the area, so only their people were present. Everyone was in swimsuits. Pleased by the praise, Sarah smiled. "Cheers…" shouting, Sarah opened the champagne bottle and raised it towards her friends. "Have fun guys… after all, it's Sarah Williams' party. You all are the luckiest ones to be a part of this party." Her long, straight hair, falling past her shoulders, danced in the wind. The music at the party grew louder. They were all dancing and drinking beer. Some were swimming. Everyone was lost in their own world. A little distance away from that crowd, another girl was standing. Her clothes were different from the others. Instead of a swimsuit, she wore a knee-length pink floral beach frock. Her hair reached her waist and was slightly wavy. She had a large artificial yellow flower on one side of her hair. She looked very innocent and beautiful. She is 21 years old. She was standing near the beach, watching the ocean waves. Then she got a headache. Looking towards the party, she said, "By God, if they keep this loud music up, I'll run out of headache medicine." She held her head and then took a pill from her bag and swallowed it. She returned to watching the ocean waves when a boy from the party approached her. "Hey Anya… why are you sitting here alone getting bored? I mean, let's have some party, babe." He forcefully grabbed Anya's hand and started dragging her towards the party. Anya tried unsuccessfully to free her hand. She shouted, "Please Steve, leave my hand… I don't want to party." Because the music was so loud, no one paid attention to her voice, but Sarah, who was dancing, saw Steve being rude to Anya. She gestured to stop the music. As soon as the music stopped, the security guards standing some distance away raised their guns. Before they could take any action, Sarah signaled them to stop. Then Sarah walked quickly towards them, separated Steve's hand from Anya's. Everyone was behind her. "When she's saying she doesn't want to party, why are you forcing her?" Sarah shouted angrily. A silence fell over the area. "Come on, babe… you're angry with me because of her? You forget who I am and who she is. She's just your servant… and you're giving her so much importance." Steve said, looking at Anya, who was glaring at him angrily. "Take your words back, Steve, and apologize to Anya right now." Sarah said sternly. Everyone knew Sarah's temper. No one dared intervene. Steve's girlfriend stepped forward to defend him, "Let it go, Sarah. Okay, Steve made a mistake, but why should he apologize to Anya? These things happen. To be honest, Anya doesn't have the status to even talk to anyone here. We give her a little importance because she's with you… that doesn't mean Steve will bow down to her." "If you don't apologize to Anya right now, it won't be good." Sarah said in a cold voice. "I won't say sorry to her. Screw you and your party." Steve shouted loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, Sarah slapped him hard across the face. "Don't talk to me loudly again. Forget Anya, none of you here have the audacity to even stand in front of me. It seems you've forgotten who I am while partying." Sarah said with complete attitude and took Anya's hand, leaving the place. As soon as they walked a little further, many security guards followed them. Sarah was no ordinary person. She was a Mafia princess, the granddaughter of the ruling Mafia at that time. There were other things that set them apart from everyone else. That's why her security was always high. "You got a little too angry today. Calm down… otherwise, there will be a blast here too." Anya tried to cheer her up. "Shut your mouth," Sarah replied. She was really angry. As she walked on, the security guards were behind both of them. A small bird was flying a little above them. It was an advanced drone, planted by someone to keep an eye on them. As the person saw them alone, a smile spread across his face. "Be ready for action." A cold voice came from a man. Hearing his voice, there was commotion somewhere in the distance. The person who gave the order was present elsewhere. He had an iPad in his hand, through which he was keeping an eye on the two. His hazel blue eyes did not move from the screen for a moment. "We have to pick up the one in the swimsuit. Kill the rest." He said into his Bluetooth earpiece. "But if we leave the other girl, she might give some clue. For the first time in the last five months, she's separate from the larger crowd. We'll handle the guards because they'll be in a separate vehicle… but this girl will stay with Sarah Williams." A deep voice responded. It was the man by the pilot's side. "Okay then, take her to the destination and kill her." Saying this, he disconnected the call. He was sitting in a large villa. He had a glass of wine in his hand, his fingers running across it. "Sarah Williams, you'll be with me in the next 24 hours. They say when a lion gets old, it should leave the jungle itself, otherwise, a young lion kills it and becomes the king. Your grandfather has forgotten this, but the Devil of the underworld is still alive to remind him." He said with a smile. The man sitting there was famous in the underworld as the Devil. About 27 years old, 6 feet 3 inches tall, with a muscular body, he was quite handsome. Everyone knew him by the name Devil instead of his real name. He was exactly like a devil, capable of fulfilling anyone's desires and, in return, using them like a devil in every way. ____________________________ On the other hand, the scene was completely different. As Sarah and Anya moved forward, seven cars were waiting for them one after another. Sarah was very important, so no shortcomings were left in her security. Sarah sat in one of the cars with Anya, and all the cars started moving. "Don't underestimate yourself again." Sarah said, looking at Anya, who nodded in agreement. Both were talking when suddenly the car jolted, and Anya narrowly avoided falling forward. Sarah also felt a push forward. All the cars stopped simultaneously. The road ahead was leading into a jungle, where there were many trees at short intervals. A truck had crashed in the middle of the road. A man got out of the car in front and went to look at the truck. The truck driver was lying down. He had just reached a short distance when suddenly the truck driver stood up and shot at the driver of the approaching car. As soon as he fired, some men jumped from the nearby trees. One after another, many men in black clothes emerged and rained bullets on all the cars. Some of them threw grenades around the cars, causing smoke to billow. They were wearing light lenses, so the smoke wouldn't affect them. Bullets started hitting Sarah and Anya's car. The bulletproof cars withstood the bullets for a long time, but then their windows shattered. One after another, all the men began to be killed. Sarah's car door opened, and her security guard told them to come out. Both came out, and the security guards started taking them towards a safe place. Then a chopper was seen coming from afar. The snipers in the chopper killed all of Sarah's security guards from above. Sarah and Anya sat down. Both were scared. Sarah had hugged Anya. In the blink of an eye, all of Sarah's security guards were killed, and the chopper was descending. Exactly two minutes later, the chopper landed. Silence fell for a while. The few men who were still alive were also shot dead in this silence. Sarah looked towards the chopper. A man of about thirty- two years old came out. He had a gun in his hand. He told his men to bring the two inside. Sarah stood up from her place. "You know the consequences of what you've done. You might be unaware of whom you attacked." "Or maybe I know whom and why I attacked." The man replied mysteriously. "That will be known soon enough. Let's meet your boss too then." Sarah said. Sarah was still not as scared as Anya. After a long journey of about 21 hours, the chopper reached London. It landed on a helipad built behind a large villa. The security there was also very tight. Amidst all this, Sarah and Anya were taken inside. In a short time, both of them were in front of the person who had done this. Seeing him, Sarah said, "This is going to cost you dearly. The entire Mafia empire will collectively give you a punishment that your seven future generations will remember." The boy listened calmly to Sarah's words. He took off his glasses and looked closely at both of them. He stood silently. Then Sarah saw that his head security guard was being brought there. He had been shot in the shoulder and knee, and he was groaning in pain. The man took out a gun. He went to Sarah's security guard. He grabbed him by the hair and, looking at Sarah, put the gun in his mouth and fired two bullets. Then he fired again, and one after another, he fired three shots into his mouth. Within seconds, the guard's body lay on the ground. Then he stood up and came to Sarah and said, "So, what were you saying? It will cost dearly…? How dearly…? Dearly enough to challenge Aaron Smith…?" As soon as he took his name, Sarah froze. She had only heard the name Aaron Smith, aka the Devil, until now, and today he was in front of her. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Hello friends, Please like and comment after reading the story. This is my first story, hope you love my story... Keep loving and supporting me