Silent But Sinister//COMPLETED✔️

XXXXXIX - No Touch

It's been days since I've merged the Deck of Cards and Royal Aces into Illium. It's been days of hard work and repositioning people and making sure they were happy with what they were doing so they weren't so miserable. And it's also been days since I've checked out what the bots have shown inside of the Black Spades base.

And with the help of my technology, I knew why they were all gone...

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Amethyst

4 days ago...

My gang and I walked into the base cheerfully after we had gotten back from our trip.

Everything was finally going to plan, and this time, my spoilt brat of a niece will finally be wiped off the face of this Earth, leaving her gang to only be in my hands.

Though, leading the top gang in the world isn't what I was really hoping for, but it was a bonus from what I would be truly be getting.

Vengeance.

Vengeance for my brother and for the death his own daughter brought upon him. It's cruel how she didn't give him one crumb of credit for the person she is today, she wouldn't be just as built up as she is now if it weren't for her father's way of raising her. She should be thanking us, not trying to kill us.

And then she had to top it all off by killing my son. My only offspring, I think, and the future leader of this gang. She had to kill him right in front of me, along with his boyfriend as well.

George wasn't really needed in our gang but we were using him instead since he was so close to Diamonds. He was our closest source who wasn't part of her illegal activity but it was a score that he knew about it. I would have never guessed that someone like him would fall for my words, I thought I was just speaking gibberish actually, but I guess my lies just come out naturally.

I sank down into my large cushiony chair behind my desk and spun around once before there was a knock on my door, "What do you want," I groaned.

"Sir, we have a lead on your niece," Xander said from the other side of the door.

I reluctantly sat back up and rested my hands on my desk tiredly, "I'm drunk you dumbass, get out of here," I slurred.

I heard his footsteps retreat and I sank back down into my chair. Sure, I was drunk, but did that matter? I was celebrating one of the best days of the year! It was absolutely marvelous.

My wife's death.

You heard me right, my wife's death is one of the most greatest things in the world and do you know why? Oh boy, let me tell you.

Pattie's father was actually a gang leader who was passing down the title to Pattie before we got married. But once I heard about her small coronation, I had to do something. I mean, Pattie couldn't handle that, she never could.

Yeah, she was skilled in fighting and hard headed but I was stronger than her. I put her in her fucking place and she stayed there until I had killed her. When she died, her father gave the title to me and now here I am, leading the Black Spades to the top by plotting my kill for my niece. And it all wouldn't have been this way if I hadn't killed my wife all those years ago.

I sighed, this day is far more better than my birthday. Or any other day, of course.

But you might be wondering why I'm so drunk, well, earlier, the gang and I went out. We celebrated, we fucked strippers, we drank until our souls even felt the alcohol soaking into us, the feeling and intoxication was extravagant. How else was I supposed to celebrate my wife's death? Moping? Mourning? Are you stupid?