My Mafia Queen

Watching Lilith plead for her life was like witnessing a dark and twisted spectacle. It sent a wave of excitement coursing through my veins. Why hadn't I done this sooner? "Please, spare me. I'll give you anything your heart desires. Just name it, and it's yours."I pondered her desperate offer, savoring the power that lay in my hands. "Anything?" I inquired with a twisted grin.Her eyes lit up with hope, unknowingly sealing her fate. "How about your own life? It's the one thing I crave above all else. It's the ultimate prize."Her voice wavered as she tried to find the right words. Snot dripped from her nose, and her bloodshot eyes begged for reprieve. But I wasn't one to show mercy. Contrary to popular belief, I wasn't soft-hearted. Since Lilith refused to surrender her life willingly, I decided to take matters into my own hands...literally. "No, no, please! I'll do anything you ask, anything you demand!" she pleaded, desperation thick in her voice."You see, my dear, the irony is that I will do exactly that. I'll take what I want." But before she could utter another word, the sound of a gunshot echoed through the room. Her lifeless body crumpled to the ground, crimson staining the floor. Turning my attention to the rest of the onlookers, I couldn't help but revel in their horror. Their thoughts were written boldly on their faces, as if they were transparent to me. "Monster.""We need to get out of here, now!""She's completely deranged."Ah, how amusing it was to hear their hushed whispers. I locked eyes with the one who had dared to call me crazy. Raising an eyebrow, I aimed my dagger at his throat and let it fly. Bullseye. It thrilled me to my core, realizing just how much I enjoyed this newfound power. The rush of taking lives, one after another. "Hehe," I chuckled, intoxicated by the chaos. "That was only the beginning. Who's next, I wonder?"

Where was I? The room was cold and sterile, illuminated by blinding white lights. I could hear hushed voices and murmurs in the distance. Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. “You have to go Reina. I can't stay anymore,” a familiar voice echoed in my ears. Ashlyn. What was she doing here? Why was she telling me to go? I felt even more bewildered as she retreated into the whiteness, leaving me with even more unanswered questions.“Ashlynnn.”***Slowly, I forced my eyes open, immediately wincing as the bright lights assaulted my senses. Blinking away the haze, I realized I was in a hospital room. Panic and frustration surged through me. What had that bitch gotten herself into now? And why on earth was I in a hospital? “She's dead,” a voice whispered.“Poor thing. Being married to The Devil probably made her kill herself,” another voice chimed in.Kill herself? What t