Not an Ordinary Woman
Thank you
Thank you to all of my readers who have accompanied me to finish every chapter of the novel: NO ORDINARY WOMAN.
This book I present to you all my best readers who have been amazing to keep me excited and as an inspiration.
Especially for : Belina Bell, Dina Maryani, Sheen of Orange, Azamnd#03 (hopefully your work is successful always) Sister Elisabeth Ratna Susanti (Your work is truly the best), Salsabilah Nurul Najmi (May your work be successful), and for all the amazing readers that I can not call one by one.
Especially for my daughter Shelby, daughter of Lieta, a friend in the friendship group Author, and Author Femes who always supported me. I love you so much.
The end of the word, sorry if in my words and writing there are things that do not please I apologize.
DO NOT FORGET TO READ ALSO MY NEW WORK .. entitled : The Sincere Love of a Mafia
Inspired by you who like reading that drains adrenaline.
THANK YE.
This story is a little unique and different and a little more mature, I wish I was a little wise in understanding every stroke of the pen I wanted to convey.
Chapter 1 excerpt
My name is Jeffry Dimitri I'm a mobster from the La Costra Nostra syndicate, if you've read or known about us, who are notoriously cruel and cold. People call me Jeff the iron fist.
I grew up in an orphanage in one of the tough Texas cities, I didn't know who my parents were. As a child, I used violence to survive, save myself and keep a small piece of food.
But now I am covered with blood all over my body. I don't regret it if lives are lost, I just want happiness for my wife and child. Unfortunately, my happiness is not worth everything. All this because of love .. love and betrayal.
Suppose I could repeat time ….
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Three years ago ….
Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!
Decitan of a car tire hit the road barrier.
"Who dares to do this to me?" jeff Dimitri shouted, he felt all this time all the enemies submit to him.
Nearly 30 years old a poor Jeff Dimitri transverse the harsh underground world, he admits two are not a good man, he is a wanted criminal throughout the universe.
Jeff is one of the leaders of the La Costra Nostra mafia syndicate that is feared in the American continent because of their terrible football.
The power struggle in La Costra Nostra's stronghold begins to falter as the three leading figures begin to want to shift the wisdom by selling children and women, some refused because it was not in accordance with the main purpose of the establishment of the underground syndicate.
Jeff Dimitri - a handsome man with a bewok and long hair, a suit, and a fancy suit - pulled a gun and shot his enemy.
Jeff is one of the figures who reject this, but the peace that began to be created again faltered with competition in the camp, without knowing who the real enemy.
"Maybe the North Bowen mafia group (The Denver slum of its founder Bowen is dark-skinned)? Didn't we just clash with them!" said Greg, one of Jeff's loyal men.
"Master, you better run away! Let us face-off"
"Greg!" screeches Jeff.
He did not expect if Grek could no longer continue his sentence a bullet had penetrated the head and blood soiled the dashboard.
So does the driver and another, on his right side, "Aaa!" Jeff was shot in the shoulder and he did not know which part of his body again.
He immediately kicked the door of the car crawling away from the gun, he further crawled split open dim lights on one of the streets in the city of Denver hard at night at 02:00 am.
Jeff is hiding behind one of the buildings, duar! He saw the blast from his limousine go into pieces.
"Fuck! Who's been doing this?" he said, his head throbbing.
(Continues to the novel, I wait!)