"you son of a bitch." i snapped. i stood up from my throne, walking past my guard and trainer, Noah. here, he was known as Mask. i walked over to the man who was kneeling, two of my men pushing on his shoulders. when i got close, they backed up a couple of steps. the man looked up at my face, or what he could see of it, terrified. i wore a blood red cloak that dragged on the floor. i had the hood pulled down so no one could see my face, but i had a black lace mask over my eyes and cheeks in case it fell. my reputation was so big, bad and i was so well known as Rose in the criminal world, i couldn't afford for anyone to see my face. besides that, me Noah, and my parents could be arrested. it ran in the family i guess.
"how dare you disrespect me." i glared down at him. he shook. "you call me a bitch, yet here you are, the person who dared threaten me from the gates of my place." drool dribbled down out of his mouth to get caught in his beard since he couldn't close his mouth in his terrified state. i used my finger to snap his jaw shut, disgusted. my blood red nails scratched down his face. they weren't like most girls who had claw like nails. while they were fake, they didn't extend farther then half an inch past my finger tip. he flinched even though they didn't hurt him. i straightened up and looked down at him, glaring. he was a chubby bastard who liked to make threats.
"when you threaten me, you don't only threaten me. you threaten my entire legacy and reputation." i towered over him, looking at his terrified and shaking form. i swiftly kicked his chin with the toe of my high heeled biker boots. his head snapped up and he fell backwards. for a second it almost looked as if he was praying. bastard better pray. i crouched next to him and glanced over him.
"stand up." i commanded. i moved to the side and he refused. i could see the stubborn streak in him even if he was terrified. i smirked.
"raise him." i said, gesturing to the men who had stepped back. they stepped up to him and grabbed his arms, hauling him up to his feet. i stood in front of him, looking him up and down. he would make a shit soldier. he was so damn fat.
"can you hack?" i questioned, looking at his face coldly. he looked shocked.
"hack what?" he asked. i rolled my eyes and put one hand on my hip.
"hack computers, dumbass." he still looked confused.
"n-no. why?" he asked.
"what can you do, mister Jake." i asked, glaring at him.
"like work?" i nodded. "i work in a game designing office." i punched him in the gut and he grunted, curling in on it even though the soldiers held him up.
"the truth. do you think I'm stupid?"
"that is the truth." he groaned. "i sit in an office all day designing games for sony."
"well then mister. i suppose you're going to get a chance to live." i smiled coldly at his shocked expression. "take him to a pit." i nodded, straightening up from leaning over in front of the man. they dragged him out of the dark room and down the hall. the doors closed and i lost sight of them. i turned to see Noah walking towards me.
"you're mother's upset with you." he said.
"why?" i tilted my head.
"you were supposed to be home and doing your homework an hour ago." he said. he knew that he can't just interrupt something like that and say, 'hey you're mom's wanting you home, lets go so you can do your homework.' no. someone would find me, and kill the big bad Rose. my mom was the Rose before me. she had a tattoo of a rose on her shoulder blade and i had a design of several roses and vines on my right arm. it started at my wrist and the roses and vines wound themselves around my arm, stopping at a huge rose on my shoulder. i had to use makeup and conceal it whenever i was here because otherwise someone would be able to find me, but when i was a normal sixteen year old Ashlyn Ross, i was able to reveal it and show the world who i was without actually saying it. I've had several people ask me why a rose. i simply tell them 'i love roses.'
i walked out of the room with Noah behind me. his whit mask was splattered with blood since he has had to protect me several times, when i couldn't handle it myself. so far a few people had seen my face. but they were dead men now. i kept a dagger at my hip. so as soon as someone takes off my mask and reveals my face to them, i slit their throat. they all had the same reaction. they were shocked to find a teenage girl behind the mask instead of some thirty year old. if my mother had had a son instead of me, Rose would be a thirty year old. but since my mom had me, i became Rose when i turned fifteen. before, i had stood behind a mirror wall in the room i was in, and would watch and listen as my mother would take care of threats, betraying soldiers and cops. the room behind the mirror was sound proof so no one could hear me when i was playing dress up or watching a movie.
i turned and went down a hallway.
"Carter!" i barked. he appeared out of nowhere and walked beside me, not stepping on the cloak dragging behind my legs.
"yes, Rose?" he asked.
"I'm leaving until tomorrow same time. you're in charge until then." he nodded, looking at me seriously. " and a bearded man just went down into the trap. find him and train him. if he does well, he will be my new street fighter." Carter nodded and ran off.
"oh, Carter?" i stopped and turned to look back at him. he stopped.
"don't fuck up again." i smiled sweetly and he gulped, nodding and running off. i stepped out into the dark alley where the car was and got in the passenger seat. Noah got in the driver's seat and started to drive home as i took off my cloak and mask, stashing them under my seat cleverly.
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The Hidden Rose(Book One In The Rose Pedal Series) /✔
RomantikAshlyn Ross is a normal teenage girl -to the outside world that is. she has a secret identity and only her parents and trusted trainer knows. she's a gang boss that even her gang members don't know who she is. she goes by Rose and that's that. her...