RUTHLESS :No Other

RUTHLESS:Chapter ONE

RUTH

Putting on my white high heels, I grabbed for my silencer,
tucked it at my back and made sure it's covered by my long dark curls.

Today, If people get lucky, I won't use my silencer on anyone.

If they get unlucky...well,

I'd be just glad to use it on them. I hope people just get unlucky today. The promise of blood being spilled just made my body shiver in thrill.

I function for bloodshed.

I smoothed my tight-fit white short dress and relished at the feel of the pink floral laces as I ran my palm over them.

I don't love white and pink, but I wear them nonetheless.

I have my fucking reason why every time I don't wear black, I wear them.

I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

Mellissa called to be permitted entrance.

"Enter." I called back as I took a last once over at myself. I grinned at my reflection.

Perfect.

"I don't think your father would like this whole idea, Miss, he'd be furious, that girl will die." Mellisa said walking towards me, a huge white hat in hands.

I ignored her concern about that lowlife.

She should be honored she'd get to be my doppelganger for the day with the face she have.

I laughed at the thought of Fernando's apalled-furious face when he gets a look at that ugly face.

"True. Fernando would lose it."I giggled to myself. The look on his face would be priceless.

"Yes, and the girl would cost her life in your father's wrath." She said shaking her head at me but was grinning all the while. She handed me my huge white hat. I took it.

"I don't give a fuck. If Fernando doesn't, I will. Now, do you have something on him?"I asked.

"Of course," she said handing me a folder. I opened it and was greeted by a stranger's face. I glared at the photo of my future husband. The sooner enough new Capo dei Capi of the Chicago Mafia. He's anything but ugly. Shit.

What a shame.

Fernando, my ass of a father, who doesn't know how to just get out of my way and who doesn't fail to challenge me and drive me to my worst, just happen to remember to tell me about the agreement he happens to have with the strongest, most powerful Mafia in Chicago ages ago very late. An agreement that involved me and my life, not his, and just decided to inform me about my 'nightmare' of a fate at the very last minute.

Now, going back to yesterday's event when Fernando called for me and dropped me this whole agreement-arranged marriage thing in his study,

I regretted not killing him then.

I should have done more damage to him than a bruise on his jaw and a bullet in his arm.

"He's also quite a man whore, and is popular for it,"Mellissa said bluntly.

Somehow, it doesn't surprise me. With that face? He probably is..if not, the opposite sex would be practically throwing themselves at him and he wouldn't even deny them. Men.

"Perfect.Just the man I was looking for a husband."I said sarcastically.

I should probably kill him before he ruined everything for me. I've gone through hell and back in obtaining my position and power.