Blood Deals

'Some pasts are too dark to be brought under the face of light.'

Al is a name that sends shivers down spines when it is whispered.

Al rules the city with an iron fist but not from an office of presidency.

No. She rules the city from her mafia.

Althea grew up on the streets not knowing what it is like to have a roof over her head.

She never had a family, so she built herself one.

She grew up tougher than anyone would have expected and laid down the foundations of the city.

She now owns the city where she was left to die on the streets and she isn't going to let anyone take it from her grasp.

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Althea turned around to look at Zeke like she was exasperated and bored. She took the two steps to close the distance between them and held his light brown hair in an iron tight grip.

Leaning into his ear, she whispered, "I would save my energy if I were you, pretty face. There is more to come." A shiver ran down Zeke's spine at her words and at the promise that they held.

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