"Do it, now!"
"N-No. D-Dad, I-I can't. Y-You know s-she's my bestfriend's mom."
"That! That's the fvcking reason why I don't allow you to be friends with that kid! You cannot have a bestfriend who isn't a member of the organization!"
The old man let out stressed and annoyed sigh as he looked at his trembling daughter who's holding a M16 rifle that is pointing at an oblivious woman who's in her forties.
She was squatting in their lawn in front of their small house that was made of wood, she was facing a blooming red bougainvillea that was planted in a pot.
The mafias were almost seven meters away from them so she didn't notice them. It was almost dusk and everyone were busy in their homes so no one saw the mafias who are planning to kill the innocent woman.
"One day, that kid will be your fvcking weakness and I cannot let that happen! You'll be the next ruler of the organization and you should have no weakness or else you'll suffer!"
The eight years old little girl sobbed and tightened her hold on the gun as she slowly turned to her cruel father that is standing beside her and looking at her unforgivingly.
The four ten years old boys kept standing behind them, staying quiet despite their urges to stop the old mafia boss from his plan in killing their princess's bestfriend's mother. You see, they treat the girl as their sister and princess and of course they don't want her to cry and be sad but they couldn't do anything but to look at the crying girl with sympathy in their eyes.
"D-Dad, I-I really cannot d-do this---"
"Do it, Scarlett! Do it before I tell you to kill your bestfriend instead!"
"D-Dad, w-why are you even doing t-this?"
The old man stared at his daughter with cold eyes and an irritated look on his face.
"Just do what I told you to do! And don't you fvcking cry in front of me again! Crying is useless! In underground world, you're weak if you cry so don't show weakness if you don't want everyone to step on you!"
"D-Dad----"
"One last chance, Scarlett. Kill the woman or else I'll kill you bestfriend!"
Because of that threat, she released her hold on the gum and knelt in front of her father, she was crying unstoppably while hugging her father's right leg.
"D-Dad, n-no, d-don't kill----"
"Then do what I told you to do!"
"B-But dad---no! N-No!"
Scarlett stood up with widened teary eyes when her father took a pistol out from his belly holster and pointed it at her bestfriend who were innocently playing with a goat a few meters away from their house.
"D-Dad! D-Don't! I-I'll do what y-you want, j-just don't---"
"Do it. Now!"
The little girl breathed heavily before she picked the rifle again with shaky hands and pointed it at the still oblivious woman, still crying and mumbling sorry to her bestfriend.
She slowly put a finger on the trigger and was about to pull it but her bestfriend suddenly looked up and noticed them.
With wide smile, her bestfriend stood up and ran towards her while shouting her nickname that came from her second name, it was created by her bestfriend;
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Scarlett's Mistake
ActionScarlett, a well-known Mafia queen, had a mission, and it was to kidnap the annoying president's son and kill him to take her sweet vengeance because the latter was and still an obstacle, making her illegal transactions and other businesses unsucces...