When The City Sleeps

"Don't even think for a second that I would hesitate in pulling the trigger." He said. "though the bullet won't go through here. Not yet" his fingers caressed her forehead before dropping down to her thighs. "First bullet will go through here" he pressed her thigh. "the second will go here" his hand had reached her forearm. Millicent gulped, terror seeping inside her like molten lava. Slowly, burning her insides.
"You won't die. Not by the bullets, no. That would be too easy and too fast" he said. Dominic was standing behind her now, looking at her through the reflection in the window. He had seen the blood drain from her face and he knew it was working.
"You are a beautiful woman, Luciana. I am sure my men would love you" the room was dead silent, save only for a gasp that escaped Millicent when Dominic's hand travelled to her stomach.

"Okay, I will do it." Her head bowed in defeat.

Millicent is kidnapped. Dragged back to that one part of her past she had never wished to re-visit. But the fate has twisted her path cruelly. She finds herself under the mercy of a blood-thirsty Mafia leader. She is squashed between the war of two revenge-seeking gangs.

The question remains- will she emerge from the battle a warrior or will she be turned into one of many collateral damages of this blood-sucking war?