The Baddest of Them All

He gripped her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his," Look at you, the notorious Constance Euphrates, on her knees."

He lowered down, " At my mercy." He whispered.
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The men surrounding them moved closer and began beating them up.

Alan's pleas and cries filled the room. She kept quiet. Not one groan or moan of pain left her lips. Cole was slowly becoming unconscious, while she focused on Alan's pleas to stay awake.

" Alright. That's enough boys." He said after a few minutes.

The men went back to their places.

She hurled over and coughed harshly. Her vision was blurry but she saw the blood she coughed up.

Cole was on the verge of losing consciousness completely.

Alan cried at the sight of their bloody faces.

Suddenly, she laughed.

Constance's laugh filled the room, bouncing off the walls, causing the people around her to look at her as if she were insane.

She looked at Dante, " Look at you."

Dante tilted his head in confusion.

She smirked.

" Soon to be dead," She said slowly.

" At my feet."
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Read more to find out what exactly happened for Constance, Cole, and Alan to get in this situation!

* some grammar mistakes*
*first few chapters are messed up but get better*
* I suck at descriptions*
* NOT A FANFIC*