No Rest for the Wicked

The Opposing Gang

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Ossana's POV

I smiled lightly at my haul from Ire's warehouse. He's so pathetic. The man can't even defend his own stock. A scoff left my throat as I adjusted my blood stained tie, and leaned up against the wall of my office.

I took off my wig and threw it in the corner. I was exhausted, but proud. This was the biggest heist yet! We stole over 6,000 dollars worth of drugs and weapons. Though it was a small warehouse, it held more than plenty supplies. And we managed to wipe out over half of it before we had to flee. Yes, a few men died, but that's just business.

"It's Aiko, babe!" A sweet voice giggled, opening the door.

I sighed in relief and threw the wig back in the corner. I sighed, plopping myself in my office chair. "You scared me for a second."

"Sorry, I just wanted to know how the raid went?" Asked Aiko, sitting in my lap and kissing me softly.

A satisfied smile formed into my lips as I remembered Ire's face as I slaughtered his favorite man— Laurence.

Oh, how I fucking hated Laurence..

He was always such a kiss ass, sucking up to Ire any chance he got. Always buying him weed and coffee, Ire's two favorite things. He would always say things like 'Oh, wonderful job, Sir!' Or 'Great hair today, Sir!'  

"It went great... and Laurence finally got what he deserved! It only took two shots and he was out like a light!" I said excitedly

"Finally! That dick... What about Ire? Was he pressed?"

"Oh you have no idea. he was f-furious! He came at me with a knife, but Des knocked him out." I laughed softly and put Aiko's hair behind her ear.

We both jumped with surprise when Riku suddenly busted into the room. "Ossana! Ire's men are here! Hurry and get your asses up!" He yelled, running over to a tall cabinet and grabbing a gun.

Aiko pulled a pistol out of her coat pocket and ran out the door "Get out here- NOW!" She yelled from down the hall.

The echoes of firing bullets and distressed shouting filled  my ears as soon as I tore open the entry to the cellar's staircase.

I've gotta be quick. There were two flights of stairs leading to my warehouse, But there was no way I'd be wasting any more time. I can't risk losing to Ire's gang.

After running a few steps, I planted my hands onto the railing and flung myself over- barely landing on my feet. I huffed out a breath before bursting through the door, looking wildly at the scene before me.

I saw the battle going on from the balcony, my men (and women) weren't looking too good...

Without thinking, I jumped off of the balcony and landed on top of Ire, his gun went flying across the concrete floor.