AGONY

Chapter 1

Gabriela Sinaloa:

*Warning. Language. Violence. Murder.*

"Hijo de puta pensaste que me podías robar... de todas las personas del mundo me robaste, wow que gran error has cometido." I chuckle as I look eye to eye at this worthless soul standing in front of me covered in blood, in chains of course. I hit him in his face once again, his eyes are barley even open, his weak. I may be a fucking woman but I own the biggest fucking Mexican Cartel in this world, the Sinaloa Cartel. And this worthless peace of shit stole 2.2 million dollars from me, it was suppose to be delivered to my dearest friend but no he stole 2.2 million dollar worth drugs from me, and he thought he could run how stupid of him. I found him in basically one hour I have eyes and ears everywhere. {Son of a bitch you thought you could steal from me...from me out of all the people in the world you steal from me, wow what a big mistake you have made.}

I'm covered in blood from head to toe. But I really don't give a fuck. I dragged his ass all the way down to my beautiful basement were I killed at least a few assholes who thought they could betray me and get away with it, no amor you won't get away. Nobody ever does.

I take the sharpest blade on the table and study it. This table has all my favorite types of torcher devices laid out perfectly for me. I want to make him suffer, because the pain he has is like, a drug to me, the screams, let's just say I am cold blooded and dangerous.

I take his face in my hand holding him up so he looks up at me.

" La única forma ahora es la muerte, pronto el dolor terminará, no te preocupes. Este es el precio que pagas, espero que disfrutes tu viaje al infierno." I push the knife deep in his throat, slicing it open his gasping for air, his eyes wide but I just smirk as his blood flows down his body. I give him a last smile looking him right in the eye. I turn around cleaning my weapons as I hear him stop gasping for air. I place everything back perfectly on it's place. {The only way now is death, soon the pain will be all over, don't worry. This is the price you pay, hope you enjoy your trip to hell.}

I was never like this if you wonder. I was sweet, kind, I use to be the girl my father hate, and my mother thought I was worthless. Look were I'm now mama.

I clean all my weapons and place them back where they belong.

I need to shower and get ready, I have a meeting to get to.

I walk up the stair dialing Antonio's number, he works for me and has worked for me for years now, he has been my right hand. I trust him the most. He stood by me and has helped me with the business.

I press the phone to my ear as he picks up in just two seconds. "Antonio please send someone to clean the mess in the basement and I'll be ready in 20 minutes."

"Yes patrona." I end the call heading to the elevator going up to the third floor heading to my room to wash all this blood of my skin. My house is big and not too far away from the city, I'm in New York at the moment for business of course. I need to meet the Italian Genovese family boss, I need to discuss business matters with him, I need to get my shipment to Italy and he needs to get his shipment to Mexico so if I can get him to agree to that there will be no problems. {Boss]

Now, the Genovese family leader is Mario. His 24 years old and has very much power, and well I may be two years younger then him but I have more power than him. I've been part of this world since I was 14 years old. I held my first gun when I was 8 years old I was born into this world like this.

Mario Genovese is dangerous for mostly killing to may people for two many reasons, he's leader of most mafia's over the world. But he does not have my cartel, I stand alone I don't work for people, fuck that. So I'm making a deal with the devil at 7 pm, but little does he know I'm the worst devil you can find.