Chapter 1

POV - GABRIELLA SANGRIENTO 

"Patetico." The man spat while he slowly paced around in circles, facing me with a smirk as I'm tied up.

"I'm surprised you're not giving up yet. Quite impressed." He stops in his tracks and pays full attention to me.

Animosity crawled through me. I want him to pay for doing harsh things to innocent children.

This prick has no idea that I purposely let him kidnap me.

I'm Gabriella Sangriento, the most feared woman in Italy. Known as the Mafia queen and leader of the Leone d'Oro. It's not so easy to capture me. If the fucking police force can't do it why would a disgusting child molester easily capture me.

Hilarious.

Lorenzo has been torturing me into giving him information about the Furvus eques and even if I did have information about them why would I tell this bastard.

I hate to admit this but I have no information about that gang.

But this isn't any ordinary gang, we're dealing with the Furvus eques. My fucking rival and we've been competitors for almost five years now. He's either sabotaging my business or vice versa.

I've been trying to find him ever since the beginning. But whenever I'm close-

He randomly disappears. All the data, location, and hideouts just vanish in seconds. He's fucking good I tell you that. But I'm better.

It's difficult to be a female leader in the Mafia world, everyone sees you as a vulnerable woman, you need guts and confidence to be a leader. I've worked hard to reach the top and now everyone fears me.

They don't call me The Mafia queen for no fucking reason. Right?

"Any last words before I end you, principessa." He says with pride.

I chuckled. "You think you got away with this? I'm embarrassed for you."

He doesn't say a word. I feel his palm against my right cheek then a slight sting irritates my skin. Tasting a bit of bitterness in my mouth.

Blood drips out my mouth as I tilt my head to the side my lips curling into a loathsome grin.

"Now," I whisper, glaring into Lorenzo's eyes with no emotion

Within seconds a massive explosion occurs with a strong force that pushes my body against the wall. I find myself on the ground with massive cuts and scrapes "Boss!" I hear someone call out from a distance.

"Boss is injured, I need medical attention now!" The voice sounds familiar. I think it's Oscar. "Is he dead?" I questioned.

"Check his pulse," Oscar demands. "I told you this plan was too risky." He says now paying full attention to me.

"But it was worth it and I didn't die." I calmly respond. While Oscar cuts the rope that was still tying me up.

When he's done he gently places me back down, he removes his black coat and hands it to me. I politely take it and put it on so that it can cover my half-naked body.

"The gun," I say without hesitation

Oscar doesn't say a word as he hands me my beloved gold in color Beretta 92FS

I call her Rose, she's my baby.

I slowly approach Lorenzo who's helplessly laying on the ground.

"Lorenzo tsk tsk tsk," I say, slowly shaking my head side to side while I pointed the gun at his head. "Like you said, Patetico." I smile, raising one eyebrow.

"You fucking used me." He whispers with his weak voice.

Of course, I used you.

"Wasn't it obvious?" I laughed.

I mean no one ever captured me as their prisoner. The people that did are all dead. I let them capture me on purpose so that I can gain input about their gang or business. By doing that I have to place a rat in every single gang, and they are experts, I'm surprised they haven't been caught yet.

One thing about being the Queen. You need eyes and ears everywhere.

"Mercy me, please I beg." He wimps, a slight chuckle escapes my lips.

"Oh, sweetheart if only you knew how stupid you look right now."

"Besides, you're useless to me now," I added. I slowly bent down and leaned closer to his ear. "Never underestimate me."

"Like they say." Pausing for a second.

"The most dangerous animal in the world is a silent smiling woman."

I cocked my gun and shot him in the chest. He slowly gasps for air glancing deep into my eyes with fear.

One-thousand-two-hundred and six people I've killed in my life. And none of them, I ever pitied for. People might say it's cruel but to survive in this barbaric world, you need to be feared by others.

My parents taught me that before they were killed. Especially my father if it wasn't for him I don't know where I'd be now. Probably rotting in jail.

"We need to go." Oscar's voice broke through my thoughts. "You're not looking too stable, boss." He says as he notices me slowly approaching him.

"I'm fine." I brushed it off.

As time passed I hissed when I felt a sharp pain in my gut. Shit, I didn't notice how much blood I'm losing from my injuries.

"Just-just a headache," I added, noticing that I'm becoming light-headed.

"Boss." I hear Oscar mumbling. "I'm fine." When I finally reached Oscar I felt my body collapse onto the ground soon after, all I saw was darkness.

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It's cold, why am I cold? I slowly open my eyes and I start to blink rapidly to gain back my vision. "Gabriella." I hear someone beside me gasp in shock. I groaned as I gained back my vision. "Where am I? And why am I cold." I questioned

"You're in the medical room, you were asleep for about four days." Amelia informed me as she stood up from the couch "I was worried about you." She says in a soft voice. "I'm still cold." I quickly changed the subject. "Oh, crap yeah. Hold on." She shortly replies then quickly rushes to her bag and pulls out a blanket.

She hands me a soft blue blanket and I thank her with a genuine smile.

"Did anything happen while I was asleep?" I question as she helps me wrap the blanket around me. "No, not really but we have good news." She utters with a smile

"What is it?" I declare.

"We got new information about the Furvus eques."

It's been three months ever since we tried to get information about the Furvus eques.

"Are you serious?" I quickly pull myself up. Amelia giggles and responds. "Easy now." She says.

I rolled my eyes and gently laid back on the bed. Amelia nods at me then grabs her tablet on the table beside my bed.

She typed in her passcode and showed me a picture of him. He's built well, he's wearing a black turtleneck with black pants and dressing shoes. The face features, breathtaking with a defined jawline soft lips, as his black hair falls on his forehead, it's messy but attractive.

He is surrounded by four bodyguards as he stares down at his watch exposing his manly inked hand.

"Damn." I hear her mummer under her breath.

Damn indeed. Fuck he's hot.

I clear my throat to remind myself this is business. Even if he I want him to-

Focus.

"Tell me," I demand.

"His name is Giovanni Carson." She simply says.

Giovanni Carson, hmm.

He's twenty-six-years-old and has been the leader of the Furvus eques after his father stepped down. So for about seven years now. He owns about three Clubs and they are pretty successful. He has a company but that's a cover-up for his underground business."

"So that's all the information?" I recall correctly.

"Yes. That's all we've got so far." This is good, far from good. "How many days should I rest," I question Amelia

"About a week. Why?" She questions with curiosity.

"I have a plan to end him for good."