My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189: Hungry And Thirsty

"If not for Khan, we’d be dead."

"Good thing Khan thought of every possible route and action. Otherwise, those guys from Dominion will be slitting our throats."

"What do you expect? This damn Dominion is full of crazy lads."

"Still, I find it weird that the boss wants us to take this job. It just doesn’t make sense to me at all! We’ve been doing this job for years now, but Dominion? It’s like a death wish."

"Does it have to make sense? I’m sure the boss will tell us once everything is done. We barely managed to escape those guys, and if not for Khan’s meticulous planning, we’d be dead. Just focus on the job we have right now."

Ashley’s head throbbed as her brows knitted, hearing faint voices around her.

A faint grunt escaped her closed mouth, forcing her eyes open. Her vision was blurry, her perspective tilted slightly. She blinked weakly until her vision grew clearer, catching three people across the room.

The three figures were seated on some crates and planks, with a small drum in the middle, eating instant noodles.

"Where did Khan go, by the way?" one of them wondered, and another shrugged.

"He’s probably reporting to the boss and handing out pay for those we hired to assist us."

Just then, the second speaker raised a brow. He turned slowly, catching Ashley on the floor, lying on her side, her eyes partially open.

"Ah," he straightened, resting an arm on his knee. "She’s awake."

Upon saying that, the other two turned their heads in the same direction. One of them ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek, studying their hostage and thinking of Dominion.

"How the hell did this woman become the madam of Dominion?" one of them wondered. "She doesn’t look like it."

They’d been watching Ashley from a distance, seen her checking some buildings in the city. As they did, they also noticed that the lady was quite simple in many ways. One wouldn’t think she was part of — or rather, the wife of — a dangerous man, if they had just met her outside.

Ashley moved her arms, only to realize she was bound. Her head still throbbed, but it began to ease a little.

"Who... who are you?" she asked, her voice hoarse.

"Knowing us is not your concern, Miss," one of them muttered, stabbing his chopsticks into the cup noodles. "Just don’t give us trouble, and you’ll be fine."

Ashley blinked weakly, watching as the guys resumed eating and their idle conversation. This time, about something completely different, as if they weren’t holding a person captive.

Meanwhile, Ashley studied the trio before looking around. The lamp on their makeshift table was the main source of light, along with the moonlight filtering through a broken window on the other side of the room.

"Where..." she trailed off, closing her eyes as she tried to shake the grogginess from her system. Whatever drug had gotten into her system was no ordinary sedative. It was potent.

With eyes closed, she breathed out slowly. "Where am I?"

"As we said, there’s no point in asking us questions," one of them replied without looking her way. "Just don’t be a headache if you don’t want to get hurt."

Slowly, Ashley opened her eyes and cocked her head at them. She opened her mouth, then shut it, swallowing hard. Her eyes lingered on the cup noodles in their hands, watching them slurp, her stomach grumbling.

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