A Mafia's Billionaire Virgin Bride: A St. Emerald Arranged Marriage by Wise Madam

Author:Wise, Madam
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Masterpiece Presents
Published: 2024-07-30T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

SLAUGHTA

TWO WEEKS LATER

Bullshit.

I rolled over to pick up my ring phone and glared at the clock seeing it was eight o’clock. This better be damn good. When my morning starts terrible most of the time, the rest of my day goes the same.

As I picked up my phone, I looked at who was calling and sighed. It was Lana. She had been calling me for weeks now. I just didn’t have anything for her. Yeah, I know we slept together occasionally, but I don’t do the clingy girlfriend thing when I don’t even have a girlfriend. I let the phone ring out in my hand. I was annoyed as fuck, to say the least.

I hopped out of bed and headed to the master bathroom suite. I was ready to shower and get started for the day. Before I could get to the bathroom door, my phone rang again. This time, it was my Pops. If he was calling in the morning, that means it was important.

I picked it up right away.

“Son, meet me at the house in about three hours. I have some things to discuss with you. It can’t wait.” He hung up before I could respond. That was becoming his thing, but it most definitely pissed me off. I woke up at eight after a long night to be ordered to do something. You got to be fucking kidding me. Slaughta was about to appear sooner than everyone thought. I was getting madder by the second. I know I will probably be livid by the time I see pops.

I got my name Slaughta at an early age. Being a part of a cartel family, I was groomed to be a lethal force. I had witnessed some of everything, and I have always liked knives… machetes, to be exact. The first time I notice my uncle, Keem, slice a nigga head off in one motion, I was fascinated. I was so fascinated that the first chance I got to order my own, I did. I started small and worked my way to now owning a wall full of machetes worldwide. They were stored in the SlaughterHouse, about two hours away from me.

Finally, I walked into the bathroom. I turned on my shower and decided to first handle my facial and dental hygiene. After getting everything situated, I began.

Don’t even think the shit. I believe in taking care of myself and ensuring my body is properly cared for. Your body is your temple and you must treat it as such.

I looked in the mirror and realized the bags that had begun to form under my eyes. I’ve never appropriately slept. My thoughts ran most at night, leaving me exhausted by the following day. Yesterday was the first time I've crashed since last Thursday. Four days is too long while running off of six hours of sleep. Insomnia was a bitch.

After completing my skincare routine, I climbed in the shower and let the water roll down my head onto my body.

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