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Tied to my chair in my basement of horrors, he screamed and I breathed it in.
Warehouses were so overated and I liked being burrowed underground.
The darkest of evils often were. The ones deeply hidden.
The fun dwelled in the bowels of such a place. He roared his pain, and the rumble turned into a husky tune that melded to the base of Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, Imagine Dragons, X Ambassadors, Logic & Ty Dolla $ign’s “Sucker for Pain” while I danced around his seat dressed in a satin khaki-colored gown. I’d just came from a charity event my father was hosting. It was easy enough to slip out undetected so I could conduct my business.
I flicked out my wrist again, slashing it across his chest, parting his flesh so beautifully for me. Caressing his jaw with the delicate touch of my index finger, I leaned closer and purred the words I’m just a sucker for pain. The orbs of his green eyes lightened by the second. The blood drained from him and pooled on the ground beneath our feet. My black heels were dotted with blood. You’d think they would darken, but they didn’t.
Not even when they glossed over, stolen of any glistening speck of light that once lingered there, showing the smallest signs of life.
“H-how?” he stuttered, gasping for reprieve. I didn’t give him one, striking him again and loving the way his back arched but couldn’t move, bound to the chair. I must have been a sight before him, never allowing my regal demeanor to falter. “Why? Why are you doing this?”
The answer was simple.
Power.
Ravensdale was split down the middle.
The entire east side, half of the north, and the south belonged to us.
The mafia.
The Blacks.
All of the west, half of the south and north, belonged to the Kings Wolves and everyone knew that. Both parties respected it and both sides took value in their oaths.
My mission to undo my father took me to the seediest of places. Just like tonight, it brought me here.
“You pissed someone off, darlin’. Someone powerful and he tasked me with getting rid of the problem.” My voice was sultry, purring with a deep husk. Drunk on the perfect mutilation of his once unmarred flesh I added, “Newsflash, you’re the problem.”
“Who? Who would want me dead?” The words stammered out of him in a broken rush and as soon as he’d spoken them, realization dawned. Those light eyes widened and horror flickered through them. “Raymond?”
“You should have just sold him the land.”
Raymond was a powerful businessman, one who had just moved into town and had his eye on the prize. He had forged an alliance with my father. They’d run into a little problem with Waylen here when he refused to sell. They wanted the land that Raymond owned. A deadbeat little bar bordering the outskirts of Ravensdale. Wanting to build a casino, another property to launder their money through.
Waylen never wanted any part of it. Despite the place he owned being a dump, he wasn’t inclined to sell and no matter how much my father tried to put the fear of the Blacks into him, he wouldn’t budge. It proved a big problem for him and Raymond both.
It was Raymond’s business venture, one my father had granted him permission. For a cut, naturally. Like my father took in most business on our side of town. It would bring in extra money for the family as well as add to the mountain of other businesses that Raymond had founded. He wanted to set up shop in Ravensdale, and Waylen was making that difficult.
Couldn’t grow his own little empire though without the land he needed or the mafia king gifting him with consent.
It was far enough away from the law and pretty well isolated should any extra activities get started up there.
That’s where I came in.
Over the years, I’ve been seeking out those in alliance with my father and stealing them right out from under him. I had to pick my targets wisely, though. The ones my father failed, I’d have to save. When they needed a problem taken out, no ties connected to them, I’d be the one to do it and that was how I earned their favor.
Couldn’t say I didn’t enjoy the job.
Nobody other than the two men standing at my back saw this side of me. Outside of this basement, I was a regal princess. Here, I let the anger out. I thrived on the blood and enjoyed watching others live the pain I kept so deeply buried inside.
It was the only outlet I had, the only weakness I’d even let leave my core.
“I need you to sign these papers, Waylen. Make this easier on yourself. Just sign on the dotted line and then I’ll end this.”
He shook his head, the wispy, thin strands hardly moved and the bald patch in the middle of his skull shined slick with sweat under the dim light. Snot bubbled and popped within his right nostril and I sighed with contempt. “No. No, I won’t be bullied. There’s nothing you can do to me. Nothing that hasn’t already been done.”
