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The Kings of Crime Chapter 98
The room was dark, except for the light creeping into the room from the hallway underneath the door. The hum of the monitor echoed throughout the room as Bruno slipped inside, closing the door slowly behind him. He walked like he was on water as he came across the room, to the side of the bed. A smile appeared on his face as he leaned closely down to the figure on the bed; their faces inches apart from one another.Just then the figure's head jerk a little to the side. His eyes slowly opening to see the face of Bruno before him."Hey," spoke Bruno in a deep whisper. "Did I wake you?"Ronnie closed his eyes for a second before opening them again. He was delirious, he thought to himself. He didn't understand what Bruno was doing here. What on earth did he want? As Ronnie tried to open his mouth to speak, he found that he couldn't. A tube was lodged deep into his throat, helping him breath. "Aaargghh," grunted Ronnie, shaking his head slightly from side to side.Taking this as a yes,
The Kings of Crime Chapter 1
Chapter I “East Zone Complex”4:00 am, in a nightclub in São Paulo.The bloody bodies lying on the cold floor were covered in a morbid gloom caused by the low light in the place. It was difficult to identify the victims of that massacre. The sounds of gunshots had been muffled by the loud music playing throughout the room.Strangely a funk talking about a dance.“Throw that trash anywhere”Said the fat man with gray hair. The exorbitantly expensive-looking black suit was impeccable without a single speck of blood or dirt. The dark eyes were cold, exuding a certain brutality. His calm voice had an imperative tone. He took long drags on the Cuban cigar, letting the smoke rise ghostly.”Gabriela... I hope you learned from what happened that night.Men in dark clothes, with hoods covering their faces carrying pistols and rifles in their hands were standing right behind the man who seemed to be the boss. Some others, of the same men, threw the lifeless bodies on the floor out of the night
The Kings of Crime Chapter 2
6:00 am, meeting room at the Meneses house.At the end of the large table sat Evaristo Meneses, Gabriela's father, as the most powerful representative of the East Zone Complex, that place was rightfully his. He was the only one who covered all areas of organized crime, his allies only had a few specific fields. He was the king of crime.On one side, the two most faithful allies. Representing the close mouths Jonas Lopes and Marcel Moraes.Jonas was a handsome man who at the age of twenty was already in charge of the family business. The Lopes clan had a large money extortion organization, mainly public. Most of the family were politicians or associated with them. Money laundering stopped at banks in Sweden or Amazonas as a way to avoid income tax. It was a loan shark family that lent money to big names in São Paulo and charged high interest to users. Missed payment deadlines resulted in the disappearance of the person who acquired the loan, or a loved one. The Lopes house controlle
The Kings of Crime Chapter 3
“Girls usually dream of living in a castle and being real princesses. Wait in the highest tower for your prince charming who will be: Handsome, rich and romantic and will face any obstacle for her. The two will fall madly in love at first sight. The princess's first kiss will be on a full moon night under a veil of stars. They would flee with a white horse to a simple but loving house in an enchanted forest. The first night of love would be bathed in love with red roses lining the bed.It's incredible that the kissing stage hasn't even happened yet with me, and I'm hot as hell. I'm eighteen years old and I still haven't kissed a man, not even a single kiss. I know that any guy would pay millions just to touch my mouth with his thumbs and brush his mouth against mine, after all I'm the most popular girl in college, I'm a Tiktoker with a hundred thousand followers. However, my life is not easy! I have the palace, which by the way is a beautiful house, even in the favela it is a mansion
The Kings of Crime Chapter 4
The silence inside the van was terrifying. I felt as if I were made of air... Invisible. That Max guy didn't seem to notice her. She looked ahead at any point as if it were more interesting than her, all her security guards up until then were looking at her with lust, she didn't want him, but she wanted his attention, and she didn't have it. I hadn't said hi or picked him up. The blonde looked at the tattoo on the man's left arm and decided it was a good topic to start the conversation. He put a seductive smile on his lips and asked in a soft voice.“What is written on your tattoo?” He was silent” I want to get one, but I haven't decided on the design or where to tattoo it yet.Again he didn't respond. Souza turned his face away from hers, seeming to think that the movement on the street was more interesting than the pretty blonde next to him. Gabriela looked at him frustrated.“WHAT A FUCKING ASSHOLE!”She opened her bag and took out the diary.“A princess definitely has to suff
The Kings of Crime Chapter 5
Break time came, Gabriela watched her friends get up, but remained in the classroom. I looked out the window and saw the trees in the distance.It was already at the end of the year and I would soon be in the last period of the Marketing course. At the end of the year, classes traveled to celebrate the next year of college. Rosângela's group would go to Porto das Galinhas, but Marcel had made it very clear that he would not allow his cousin to go.Ketyellen's group would go to Fiz do Iguaçu. Gabriela's group would go to Porto Seguro. She very much doubted that her father would allow her to go, and if by some miracle he did, she would have to take that idiot who had become her shadow, walk up and down with that superb fellow with her. He wouldn't be able to have fun. The idea of maybe flirting with some guys or even finding a boyfriend on the sly was out of the question. He sighed, giving up dreaming about this trip.“A princess cannot even visit some other distant kingdom without v
The Kings of Crime Chapter 6
The premises were unsanitary. The dark and cold air dominated the place, it had to be cold to stand being there for so long watching those people writhing, while the firm ropes around their bodies did not allow movement to occur. However, for men like Marcel Moraes and Faitão Duarte it seemed like an everyday scene.“The cocaine wrappers burst inside their bodies.Unfortunately. The idea of putting cocaine in the stomachs of women who would be trafficked was excellent. But this time the plastic had a defect and ended up bursting inside some of them.“I hate when that happens, now I'm going to lose out!” said Marcel sullenly, looking at the young women as if they were nothing more than damaged goods.” I'm going to lose a lot of money...“Girls so young... A shame it has to end like this! Marcel, get it over with, I hate seeing women suffer.Marcel snapped his fingers and at the exact moment the subtle crack echoed throughout the place, the sounds of gunshots followed. It didn't ta
The Kings of Crime Chapter 7
“The day seems like an eternity when you're trapped in the clutches of a terrifying psychopathic killer. This is just the first of many days to come. The idea that I lost the game never leaves my head. The idea of the protagonist putting an end to things sucks, but I don't know if I can take it any longer. It’s torturous to be by his side, not just because Souza exudes this demonic aura.”The silence inside the van for Gabriela, who liked excitement and music, was torturous. For Souza, who appreciated silence, it was pleasant. They hadn't spoken to each other since the blonde's classes ended. She was nervous. He had embarrassed her in addition to humiliating Pedro, who was one of her many admirers. If every time a man was about to declare himself the killer he suddenly appeared and subjected them to that treatment, she would no longer have a fan club. “I’m going to die a virgin and without ever having kissed!” She thought dazedly. Marcel should have appointed someone less crazy to be