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Song: all the good girls go to hell - Billie Eilish

Liliana's PoV

I sit at the bar stirring my drink with my finger, watching the ice clink to the side of the glass. My target drugged it not knowing it wasn't going to fucking work on me and now he's just waiting for me to take a sip.

That's all that someone needs to be out of it for at least 5 hours, it's a rape drug.

Makes someone too dizzy and sometimes unconscious to realise what's happening to them so that pigs like Mikla Revlok can take advantage of them without them fighting back.

Although for me?

I down the drink in one and pretend to start getting really dizzy although it has no effect on me whatsoever.

I watch as Mikla walks over to me and helps me up and takes me to a back room where his friends already sit waiting for him and his newest play toy on the leather couches in front of the crystal, mirror wall.

"She's pretty, underaged and I bet a virgin, ready to have some fun?" He says throwing me down on the couch as all his friends stand up around me looking down, some unbuckling their pants and some just watching.

I decide to let it play out, I have a few ideas.

The one closest to me pulls down his boxers and underwear pulling out his already hard ( and tiny may I add) length.

I almost gag at the sight of it but I stay still.

Come on Lil, you can fucking do this.

He walks over to my face as one of his friends pulls up my dress and shoves his dick into my mouth.

A couple more seconds..

Just as his friend is about to reach for my underwear I bite down as hard as I can on the man's dick and watch him scream out in agony as all his friends step back, his blood spraying all over my dress and face.

Grosss

I unclench my teeth and watch as he collapses to the floor holding his crotch as the blood sprays out through the teeth holes i made in his dick.

"Oops, my bad" I shrug with a small smile flipping backwards to behind the couch as they all pull out their guns.

There is round about 7 of them left so should be easy enough.

I grab my knives from under my dress, on my ribs and throw them at 3 of the men, all of them landing directly in their heart, head and neck.The massive crystal wall behind the couches opposite me now soaked with their deep crimson blood and part of it was smashed by the dead men falling backwards into it.

I watch as all the Russian imbeciles waste all their bullets while I hide behind the couch and as soon as they need to reload their guns I grab the shard of glass that flew from the other side of the room and stand.

I run to the nearest man and jab the shard into his carotid artery as the blood sprays all over my face.

"And my makeup was on fire today as well" I sigh holding his body up as I dodge a bullet. "Rude" I put a hand on my hip with a blank expression.

I reach into the guys back pocket and pull out a hand gun with 2 bullets left in so I shoot the two guys who have guns and turn to the final guy.

He charges towards me but I drop to the floor and roll out the way so he goes crashing into the wall of mirrors, leading to it all crashing down on top of him leaving only a section of it behind.

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