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" Fuck a princess, I'm a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
Being a bitch is my kink
What the fuck else did you think? "
A gunshot echoed through the alleyway, the pool of blood mirroring the full moon up from the dark night sky, clicking of heels heard as the queen wipes drops of blood from her hand with a handkerchief, smirking slightly; the shadows covering her beautiful masked face and the perfect attire.
"boys, clean up the mess won't you ?" her smirk still lingering on her face as she looked at the blood persisting body, a deadly glint in her eyes.
"Girls, find if any evidence is left" she continued with a commanding voice sending shivers to the people surrounding her, they obliged with a nod.
She walks to her car, twirling her gun in one hand and pulling her hood up with the other.
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" they wanna see some action
Tinkering with my design,
twist and turn my feral mind"
Somewhere else, a Youngman sat on a throne-like seat blood-colored with snakes imprinted on it. One leg above the other on the expensive crystal desk, a golden revolver spinning on his thin fingers. His eyes gazed at the man in front of him with disgust.
He stood up tilting his head, walking to the man in front of him tied on a chair,
"A new toy to play with hmm," the youngman said with a smirk.
And walked over to his drawers and removed a small yet sharp knife as mumbled a small purrrfect, he walked over to the man tied on the chair.
He harshly removed the gag from the mouth.
"Who sent you to sell dozens of poisoned cocaine" he asked
The man in front of him shook his head and refused to answer
"So you won't answer in an easy way huh" he said as he cut one of man's fingers off, blood immediately pooling on the ground as the man screamed.
"You still won't answer" the youngman asked, and in return got the man looking at him with fear in his eyes and a small no.
"Well then" said he, as he cut more fingers off, and looked at the man in front of him with a smirk.
The man who gave up answered him with " i d-dont k-know, t-the man ha-dd a s-scorpion on his n-neck"
"That's it ? well you're useless now hmmm" said he as he cut off the man's tongue with a small chuckle. He went back to his throne as he cleaned his hand and watch the man lose his life.
