Chess court
1247 Words
{...Dante's company...}
A black car, parks with the door opening revealing a tense looking Alita.
She was clad in a bronze two piece suit, with slender legs in matching colored stiletto.
She matched nervously on the concrete floor, as she doesn’t even know how to face him, not after all those naughty things he did to her but the thought of her children getting maltreated by his soon to-be wife fueled her determination.
She got to the receptionist desk and declared her intent of meeting with him.
Without looking up from the screen, she asked .
" Do you have an appointment with him".
And her head jolts up when Alita responded with a no.
"Then i'm sorry, without an appointment you can't see him she replied.
Of course she knows and that was the main reason she refuse coming to him earlier, Alita thought.
“It’s really urgent, I really need to see him now, Alita almost pleaded.
“As I said I’m sorry Ms. but you cant see him unless you have an appointment with him”.
‘’Don’t be offended Ms. I’m just doing my job, and its is against our conduct she added and Alita sighed before removing her mask and the receptionist, squeal in recognition and delight.
“Oh my god” she almost yelled but she was quick to cover her mouth.
“Its you”, I can’t believe this, she whispered but audible for Alita to hear.
"Lo cento" she apologizes.
I’ll inform his sectary right away she beamed in joy and Alita smirked inwardly.
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{….CHESS COURT….}
The Mafia CHESS, is considered one of the most powerful organized crime groups in the world.
It is a hierarchically structured organization which engage in extortion, smuggling, drug trafficking, exchange, gambling, arms trafficking, money laundering, racketeering, , and loan sharking, within and outside Mexico. But its heart reside mainly in Mexico.
The court was located at the other end of the city, inside one of the most popular and expensive club house in Mexico.
Since it was a secrete organization, the strip club was a camouflage to their shady business.
In the underground world of Mafia Chess, where Mafia bosses rule the board, the body of the organization is composed of members alternately referred to as mafiosi, dons or donnas.
The board consist 32 members, and further divide into two phase.
The black and White phase, and each phase are hierarchically ruled by 8 powerful families.
Each family had a representative who was sitting gracefully on their throne, except three which seems to be absent.
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One of the member from the white stood up to address the others.
“Good day to y’all my fellow Mafiosi, in regards to the forth coming elections at hand, I have decide to, he signaled his PA who started distributing some papers to the entire members.
‘’what are these Mr. Brown”?, Mr. Garcia a member of black phase inquired with a frown.
“Good question” Mr. Garcia.
“Well as y’all know my late wife, Serena Browns was the queen on the white phase, and its been 22years now after her demise”.
“As her husband, she left everything under my care, including her seat on this board and th..
“Sorry for the interruptions Mr. Brown, but I have been longing to ask this”.
“The last time I checked her daughter is the heir to her empire, so how comes you have been seating in her place”? Mr. Suarez who also happened to be a member of the black phase asked with a smirk.
Lest I forget, the two phases are sworn enemies and rivals, thus turning the board into a battle field.
She (Alita) was still young to ascend the throne at that time, Mr Brown responded.
Then I guess she’s still running in diapers is she, Mr. Suarez added sarcastically .
“And what is that suppose to mean”, Mr. Brown glared.
“As you said it been 22 f*****g years now, step down and let the girl take over”, he half yelled.
“You have no right to tell me what to do Daniel (Mr. Suarez), I have made my decision”.
“My daughter is getting Married to the young Master of the Vicente and together we’ll build our empire, and those paper you’re seeing over there he said referring to the papers his PA shared among the members, is just a prove of that”.
“So I advice you, rather than poking your nose where it doesn’t belong, why not focus on teaching your b***y daughter how to close her legs ” Mr. Brown added with a smirk.
“Keep my daughter out of you nonsense Marshall”, Mr. Suarez warned, earning a chuckle from him.
“or what” Daniel.
“Or are you scared that I’m going to reveal to your soon to be in-laws how she goes about riding every di*k in Mexico’.
“I do wonder if her soon to be husband will be able to fit in inside that wide hole of hers, Marshall added with a devilish smirk enjoying the horrible look on his face”.
One good thing Marshall possesses is being sharp tongued.
He use’s that at every given opportunity to humiliate his opponent, thus this make people tends to avoid him, or he did reveal secret to them they didn’t even know existed In their family.
But the smirk on his face vanished, when Lucia banged her hand on the table.
“keep my son out of your nonsense Marshall, that is if you still value your tongue” she warned with authority emitting from every word she spoke.
As much as Marshall will have love to continue from where he stopped, he dare not disobey the BLACK QUEEN, she might be cool on the outside but, the woman in front of him is as evil and ruthless just like she’s been described..
Not to talk of the war he did bring on himself, if he dares crosses any of the Dante’s, since they hold much more power, than any other family on the board.
“My apologies my lady”, he apologies which everyone knows wasn’t a sincere one.
"As I was saying he continued, My daughter and the young master of the Vicente’s had a thing for each other ever since I could remember.
“So it did be fair if the to love bird start a family together”. Thus that was my late wife last wish before her demi…
“I don’t remember my daughter saying that”… a voice erupted the room authoritatively cutting him off…
All heads snapped to the direction of where it came from revealing an imposing figure in his late 60s.
He was clad in a Black pinstripe suit and a black tail-coat, a black hat resting at the side of his head slightly covering his eyes.
He walked with a confident stride with his walking cane and the aura surrounding him dangerous, at his heels were 7 armed men dressed in complete black, trailing behind him.
His face void of any emotion, only his piercing eyes which seems to bore a hole on Marshall’s skin, sending shivers down his spine….
“Fat..her”, Mr Brown shuttered in fear.
"Don’t call me that asshole" ….
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