'The Devil and his Ace,' That's what they called us...
Shards of light, fled from his eyes as they flashed dangerously, fixed outside the window, "I re-built this city with a gun, to get what I want, and a Cartel, to secure what I got; So that nobody else had to. Their economy is kept stable by the drugs I sell, and their lifestyle secured by the blood I've spilled. The law didn't care about us before, so why should I care about the law now. I don't give a damn if the world calls us sinners, because the people out there, they call us saints,"
Woman. Gang leader. Thief. Known to the world only by the name 'Ace', the most wanted criminal that came and went without a trace; Now, reduced to nothing more than the FBI's 'mole on a leash' after a heist went wrong. Having been blackmailed and forced to infiltrate an increasingly powerful Cartel, by the FBI, and being at the mercy of the Cartel Leader, 'Malice', she's walking on a tight rope. With him, she was in danger. The type of danger that blurred the lines between: the good and bad, truth and lies, the morals and immoral, life and death, danger and safety, family and feelings; Sinners and Saints...
BEING REWRITTEN THIS IS THE OLD VERSION
You haven't learnt anything until you learn monsters have nightmares too.
Paint me as a villain and call me a monster but I am the architect of my own destruction and that will forever remain engraved inside me.
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"We need to get you home" he says attempting to keep me standing.
"No" I groan, "you just don't understand"
He rolls his eyes asking "understand what darling?"
"I am home" I giggle before hiccuping "you are my home"
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This story consists of a badass main character but not in the cringey way, just give this story a go.
It has a mixture of drama, love, forgery, murder, assassins, mafias, betrayal, lies and secrets.