”“What?”“I called him ‘Don Joseph’ for a reason,” I replied.“The Godfather?”“Joyce’s family is Sicilian.”“NIKA was started w...th money from the Mafia?!” Liz gasped. “And Joyce...”“Don Joseph wasn’t a fool. He had legitimate businesses for which he paid taxes and ran according to the law. He saw the handwriting on the wall in the 70s, and did his best to diversify. Joyce inherited his legitimate businesses, and only those.”“And the other stuff?”“Went to Joyce’s sister, Connie, and her husband,. Crying harder, daddy crawled onto the bed and slowly toward me. Crawling closer to the bed frame to get away from him, he grabed my leg to hold me. Climbing up ontop of me, I tried to move away from him and squirm. Old memorys of last year flashed through my mind, so I froze up again. Feeling his cock lightly touch my pussy made me fight back with all my strength. Putting up a good fight, and making daddys lip bleed, he finally got my hands together. Scared, I cried sorry to him, but when I. ”Aamir soon left.Now it’s time to go back in time a little.After the ‘decommissioning’ of the earlier commissioner (The XXX Sleeper: Part 2), ACP Virat Dubey, 29, sprung into action to know who was behind it.So far, he’d been able to find out pretty much nothing. The amount of evidence was very little, and there was next to nobody that he could know anything from.The situation worsened after his two male colleagues were also ‘decommissioned’ with the help of a ‘pressure cooker’ (The XXX. “Ava!”Chapter Fifty-Four: The Rogue's TrustSven FalkFrustration filled me. I swung the scimitar with all the force I could muster. My arms burned with the exertion. I pushed through the ache to slash into his back, leaving another ribbon of blood across his flesh. His muscles were iron. His skin tougher than boiled leather. I couldn't penetrate his hide. Ava gave me this opportunity, and I was failing.“Las's putrid cum!” I hacked again, sweat falling down my face. I had to kill this thing. How.