The Gangster Society: Kings and Queens

Chapter Twenty

Chapter 20: Tattoo

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Alexia's POV

"Next month na ang re-ranking, King. Paano na niyan?"

I lowered the book I was reading due to what Myles said. We're here at the Dark Knights headquarters. It's been a few weeks since armed men entered the school.

The school almost went bankrupt due to numerous complaints from the parents of those who were injured. Thank God none of them died. Others are in critical condition in the hospital, and the school covers all their hospital bills.

King has also been troubled because of what happened. Classes were suspended for the entire month. There was no news or media coverage about the trespassers. The Vandremores have a strong hold over the media. Even other schools are wondering why VU has a one-month vacation.

In the few weeks without classes, I started training with the Dark Knights, as the re-ranking is approaching.

"There's a rumor that the Golden Empire will attend the re-ranking."

We were all shocked by that revelation. The heck!

The Golden Empire is known as the highest authority in the entire underground. They control the gangster, mafia, and assassin societies. Having them attend the event is a great honor.

"That was what we discussed yesterday."

All the Kings and Queens from the three districts were summoned for a special meeting.

They always do this once a month to check on each district.

"Haven't they revealed their faces yet?" Zayn asked.

King shook his head. "Even the Head Council wasn't there. Only the three of them attended."

"In all the years we've been Rank 1, the head council has never shown themselves. Not even their faces," Andrew commented.

I returned to my reading. "It's called protection."

They all looked at me. I raised an eyebrow at them, wondering why they were looking at me like I knew the reason why they were hiding their faces. Isn't the answer obvious?

"True, anyone would do that," Damon replied.

King's phone rang, and we all looked at him. Lately, someone has been calling him frequently. It's annoying because every day he has his phone in his hand. When we train, he stops to answer whoever is on the other end of the line.

I don't know why it bothers me!

"Who could it be this time?" Andrew asked.

"Probably his ex. I heard she returned to the Philippines last week," Damon said.

My ears perked up at Damon's comment. What the actual fuck! Why do I even care? So what if it's his ex? Argh!

I stood up without looking back at their calls. I don't know, I'm just in a bad mood right now. Maybe it's that time of the month again? But I just finished, so that's impossible.

I went to the training room in the headquarters. It's better to focus on my training here. After the re-ranking, I'll leave their group anyway. This position of mine is just temporary, especially since I've found Alexius, and I have no other business in the Gangster Society. I don't want to be involved in their world anymore.

I ran my hand over all the weapons laid out on the table. There were many different kinds, such as karambits, dirks, bowie knives, push daggers, knuckles, blades, and many more. In a nearby cabinet, there were various types of guns and long-range weapons like revolvers, pistols, rifles, shotguns, bows and arrows, crossbows, and many more.

I always focus on my senses during every training session. If your senses are weak, you will surely lose.

I grabbed several pocket knives and daggers, then took a red blindfold and covered my eyes with it.

Trust your senses.

I breathed in and out, then released all the weapons I was holding. One by one, I made sure they hit the target.

I was about to throw the last one I was holding, but I held back.

"What are you doing there? Do you want to die?" I shouted.

I knew his presence even though my eyes were still covered by the blindfold.

He didn't say anything. I just felt his approaching steps. I was about to remove the blindfold when he stopped me.

"Fight me with blindfolds."

I quickly pocketed the last dagger I was holding.

I stepped back when I felt King attempt to punch me in the face. Fuck! That was close.

I ducked immediately when he tried to punch me again. Why is King moving so slowly?

Due to my quick reflexes and senses, I managed to kick King in the knee. Nice!

I heard him groan, indicating that he was hurt by my kick. Sorry!

I threw a punch that he dodged, but I quickly countered with an uppercut. I barely grazed his chin but didn't land a solid hit.

I caught the fist aimed at my stomach and twisted it behind his back. He was bigger and stronger than me, so he quickly broke free from my hold and elbowed me in the stomach. I stepped back in pain. Shit!

I blocked his kick with my arm. Damn! He's strong.

I held my aching arm. That's it!

I charged at him. I made sure every punch I threw was solid and precise. When he caught one of my hands, I kicked his legs. I wrapped my arm around King's neck.

Despite his strength, he pulled my arm and threw me. I felt the pain in my back and hips.

Using the hand he held, I wrapped my legs around it and twisted. I heard bones cracking, but instead of giving up, he continued to fight.

He elbowed one of my legs and punched me in the stomach. Shit! He grabbed both my hands and pinned them above my head. With his strength and the pain in my body, I tried to kick him, but he caught my foot with his leg. Fuck!

He held both my hands in one hand.

"Fuck! I give up!" I shouted.

Instead of letting go, I felt his hand on my bleeding lip. I was stunned.

All I could hear was our heavy breathing. I even heard my heartbeat pounding like a thousand times.

"You fucking lose," he said huskily.

Great! Fuck.

He removed the blindfold from my eyes and stared at me. My eyes quickly adjusted to the light. I saw those beautiful eyes. They're mesmerizing.

Noticing that he was still staring at me, I pushed him backward. I straddled him and quickly pulled out the dagger hidden behind my pants and pointed it at his neck.

I stared into his eyes, which were still wide open. Well, I guess he was surprised. I grinned at him before pulling the dagger away from his neck, leaving a small cut.

I stood up and returned the dagger to its proper place.

"Hey! Don't be too shocked," I said, lightly kicking his thigh.

"Fuck! You almost killed me. Are you crazy?" he asked hysterically while standing up.

I just grinned at him and left. He kept talking, but I ignored him. Oh well.

I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I stared at the mirror. I removed my clothes and looked at the tattoo on my back. I'm hiding it from everyone because there are so many consequences if they see it. And I don't plan on telling them. Not yet...

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