Prologue

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Thursday, 31st October, 2024
Present

Erica's POV:
It was late at night. Around 11:37 PM to be exact. I got a call from Harriet saying we've captured one of the suspects at our main base an hour away from the palace located deep in the woods in a restricted area. I was heading to the back of the palace, into the Royal gardens where one of my best friend/driver would be waiting for me. "This way, your highness." He said as we hurriedly ran to the car. The engine started and we drove into the night.

I sat in the back seat as I called Harriet to inform her that we're on our way. After the call, Max, my best friend broke the silence asking a question. "Your highness, may i-"  "Max, I told you not to call me that. Just call me by my name." I cut at his words. "Ok Erica. So, how did you manage to wiggle out of the party?" "Oh. I put my trust in Josh to handle it. It would be fine if their queen left for some time noh? Also the ball's ending soon." I answered. "Mhm. What about the guards at the gate of the garden?"  "I just told them that Jaxon was monitoring from the control room and they should enjoy tonight." I replied as he gave me a nod.

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Play "Art Deco" By Lana Del Rey

We reached the base at exactly 12:40AM. After the security checking, I strutted down the hallway in my cherry red dress and oh my- I felt powerful as fuck. Oh wait. I am.

The last security checking was in the red house. Torture room to be exact, where Harriet kept the suspect tied up in a chair in the middle of a dimly lit room. I sat in my chair in the shadows, opposite to the suspect, crossing my leg.

The suspect looked tired and exhausted as he could not keep his head straight. "Did you get anything out of him yet?" I asked Harriet with a stoick tone. "No. Even tried ripping out his toenails but he didn't mutter a single word." She replied. "Tough guy huh." I uttered.

"Who are you?" The suspect spoke, clearly struggling to breathe as he gasped for air in between his words. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" I replied. He couldn't see me well as his eyes were barely opened and the shadow was probably blinding to him. "You bitch. You dare reply back to a man? You all won't be able to get out anything from me." He spat as he said those words. He spat. At my feet.

Silence filled the room for a few seconds "Is your little ego hurt? Why did you get so defensive about a woman replying back to you?..Are you insecure?" I said, letting out a small "ha".   "You fucking hoe. Once I get out of this, the things I would do to you will be unspeakable. I will find you and rape you and when you die, I would continue to do so you little slut." He said with a laugh. My entire team got defensive as they tried to pull out their guns but I signalled them to not.

"Is this thing serious? Please, you're only about..5'6. You cannot do anything with that cat tip of yours." I laughed. He was losing patience.

"You motherfucker! Who the fuck do you think you are? And what the fuck are you going to do to me? My mafia is probably bigger than your organization and the police don't do shit. What are you gonna do huh? Take me to the Royal court?take me to the king and queen? Well bad day. They don't do shit but just fuck around." He roared. Although it sounded like a pur.

This is all fun but I seriously needed to get something out of him. So I stood up and walked towards him slowly, my heels making clicking noise. As I stepped into the light, I saw his facial expressions. Ugliness to pure terror. "They don't do anything you say?" That "man" couldn't get his words out.

"Y-.. Your h-highness.... " He stuttered. As I got closer to him, he faced the ground but I pulled his chin up with my gloved hands. "My eyes are up here." I said as I put on my serious tone. "Now tell me, what are you guys planning on? And why were there kids in your base?" I questioned. "You won't get it out of me." He replied. He actually has the balls to say that but ok. "Hm. Harriet darling, get me my favourite perfume and the blowtorch please!" I chimed.

TW:torture scenes ahead

I turned on the blowtorch and let it near his skin but not that close to the point it burns. "I'm asking again. What was your boss planning on doing? Why were there kids in your base?" Interrogated I, but he spat on me. Bad move. I let the flame caress his skin on his shoulder as he cried out loud. He still was hesitant to speak so I had no other choice but to do this. I removed my rayon gloves as I grabbed the perfume in one hand and blowtorch on the other and sprayed on the perfume to the blowtorch right on his schlong, burning the fibre of the cloth.

He released the most horrifying cry as his sensitive skin started to melt away. "FINE FINE I'LL SAY IT. PLEASE STOP." Finally. He continued, "We were.. Planning on filming.. " Ok. I knew where this was going and it started to increase the rate of my pulse. "Boss likes.. Minors. We-" I cut off his words with a punch right through his balls, bursting it open as blood and semen starting flowing. He started to scream and cry but there was no mercy this time.

"Burn him with the blowtorch and perfume. Then, smash his brain open. Do it however you wish." I ordered Harriet as she started doing so. Walking out the room, he smelled like burnt toast yet a hint of cherry and coffee. I love that perfume.

I went to the washroom to wash my hands full of shit and walked back into the car with Max driving it.

"So. Who's next?" He asked. "The leader of Helim Hell is going to cry tears of blood. " I stated as I put on my red gloves.

Ps: omg guys- this is my first ever chapter and I feel like it's good. What do you think? Guys it might be a little cringe but bear with me for some chapters🙏

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