This is a mafia dark romance book. There are four novels altogether. Debt To The Mafia Married To The Mafia On The Run From The Mafia
This is a mafia dark romance book. There are four novels altogether. Debt To The Mafia Married To The Mafia On The Run From The Mafia
Name: Amille Cromwell
age: 16
Occupation: Attends All Saints High: Year 11
Family Background: Mother, Father, no siblings
Mothers name: Anastasia Cromwell
Occupation: Doctor
Father's name : Harry Cromwell
Occupation: Barrister
Dominique Carbone looked at the sheet with the details of their next hit. with furrowed eyebrows. "So is this all we have on her?"
"Unfortunately, no one seems to know anything about her."
"Apart from the fact she is Cromwell's only daughter."
"We're trying our best Dominique."
"Try harder we need everything on the girl before we kidnap her for ransom."
"I know who will be able to pull this off Dominique."
"Who?"
"Beau he can mingle with anyone. He's the best informant we have, plus he will pass for a sixteen year old. We can inrole him as an exchange student. None of them will be none the wiser."
"Bring him in."
"Beau, you can can come in now."
The door slowly opened to reveal an eighteen year old French boy, ebony black hair, dark brown eyes, wearing a dark top and stonewashed jeans and a pair of converse. "You wanted me sir?"
"I did. We have a mission for you. You are to enrol in All Saints High and make friends with this girl.' He said, pushing the photo over the table if the sixteen year old girl, she had red and black highlighted hair, the tie hung lose around her neck holding the crescent of All Saints High and four stripes to the top and bottom of the crescent. her green eyes were barely visible through her multi coloured fringe, her eyes were neatly outlined with eyeliner and smokey eyeshadow making her a lot older than she was. 'Her name is Amile Cromwell the only daughter of Harry Cromwell the barrister's."
"Why is she the target and not him, sir?"
He grinned evilly. "You've got a lot to learn Beau." He said, leaning back in his chair. "To take down our enemy we must think like ones enemy. We take away what's most important to them. In this case their daughter. If they do not co operate with our demands we make sure to make them understand whom they are dealing with. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir."
"Good." He said, pulling himself back up to his desk. "Now all, we've got to do is enrol you in the school and get you flown over to England from the new term."
"I'm going to England?"
"Yes Beau, you are. Everything will be sorted before your arrival. you'll have an apartment. Lucien will be accompanying you as.you guardian and in the next six months we'll be joining you, so do not mess this up Beau."
"I won't sir."
"You may leave."
He bowed his head before leaving, closing the door behind him.
"Keep an eye on him Lucien he's young and can be fooled easily. We don't want him falling in love with the target now do we?"
"We don't. Don't worry Dominique I'll make sure he doesn't mess up."
Andre get everything set up contact Dion and get everything arranged so he can begin after the next holidays."
"Sure Dominique."
They both left the office Dominique poured himself a scotch on the rocks, dipping it. "You can't run, you can't hide from me anymore Cromwell. I'm coming for you and in going to hit you hard and take away what's matters the most to you and take you down and ruin you for what you did to my family." He said, chuckling evilly, swirling the scotch around in the glass, swigging it down, throwing the glass at the wall, smashing it into tiny pieces. "I'm coming for you Cromwell. I'm taking your daughter. I'm coming for you Ameille and your father won't know what's hit him." He laughed evilly.
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During the next week, we discussed how we were going to play this whole thing out. how we were going to approach Amelie without arousing any suspicion. once we'd finally got a plan in hand. We finalised everything making sure the school she attended enrolled Beau though he was eighteen he could easily pull off a sixteen year old teenage boy.
He'd had specific training in this particular area just in case it had ever come up and he had to go under cover so we could get to our target, this was one of those times. We'd gone through everything more than twice so he was sure of what he had to do and he knew the rules the most important: NEVER fall on love with your target; let's hope he sticks to it or there'll be trouble a shit load of it being as she's a pretty girl.
She's sixteen average height, red locks with black highlights, green eyes, her eyes were outlined with eyeliner. She was unusually different than most girl her age, she was int dark arts and has a goth presence about her. but most shocking thing of all she was still a virgin.
This only bothered me because Beau like most guys his age loved sex and he was no fucking virgin we all knew that, but he kept his opinions about Amille to himself something that I am greatful for and scared of. The mafia man is a predator who once finds his prey he will go in for the kill and claim it as his own. We will have to make sure he doesn't do anything dumb being so young. I don't want to lose one of my own through their stupidity.
Lucien would be traveling with Beau nit only as his body guard, but also his back up if anything goes wrong until we get there.
Lucien and Beau had their suitcases ready and we all left for the airport so that they could board the private jet.
We all said our goodbyes making sure that everything was in place before they boarded the plane.
"Everything's going to be okay."
"It better be. I don't want to lose anyone, especially one or two of my own."
"We won't Dom. Let's go Lucien will inform us one they have landed and he'll be keeping us up to date on a daily basis."
I nodded and we got back into the car. it pulled off the air strip before the jet took to the runway.
Lucien looked at Beau. "You best not fuck this up Beau, or it'll be not only your head on a plate but mine too."
"I wont, I swear on my life. I wont fuck this up."
"Good. Once we land we'll go to the apartment Dom has set up for us, and I'll let him know we've arrived safely. You begin school Monday. You have a meeting with the head mistress. Don't fuck it up."
"I wont."
"She'll be in most of your lessons try and make friends with her. This is important Beau, you're the only one that can pull this off, us going in would cause suspicion. We thought about teaching but that just isn't us. They would be sure to interigate us, it's a highly secured school, try to blend in make friends and most importantly don't let anyone know who you really are and try not to fight. Kids are cruel as we all know and you know only too well so keep your fists to yourself."
"Okay."
It was dark when the jet landed in the U.K. They pulled themselves up making their way off the jet and down the stairs to be greeted with a black Merc and guards. 'Good evening sirs. your luggage is already on the boot."
"Thanks Christian."
He bowed opening the back door. They slid in and Christian closed the door before getting in and pulling away. Once they arrived at their apartment they took their luggage in. "Get settled and I'll call Dom."
Beau nodded and made his way to his room with his suitcase. Lucian dragged his luggage into the other bedroom sitting in the bed to video call Dominique. "Lucien."
"Hey Dom, we arrived around forty minutes ago, we've just arrived at the apartment and settling in for the night."
"Glad you made it in one piece Lucien. How's the boy?"
"Good, we spoke briefly on the plane on the way here."
"So he understands the protocol?"
"He does."
"Good. Keep me informed."
"Will do."
The call disconnected. He let out a deep sigh he hoped the boy wouldn't disappoint them.
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