The Bullet

The Bullet

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Her brother left her when she was little, not that she blames him. He was the heir to the Russian Mafia, but with him gone, now it's her. She's trained for this her whole life, but she doesn't truly want it. Sure, she loves the thrill of killing and the fact that she's literally been a weapon her whole life makes it easier, but she loathes her father. She would run any Mafia but his. So, following in the footsteps of her brother, she escapes, but not before burning her father. Follow her journey of family, love, and unfortunately, school. ~~~ "Careful, daddy," she stood up, "There's only one thing bigger than the bullet," she smirked and started towards the door, "The gun." ~~~ I'm really bad at descriptions, and this doesn't even cover half of it, but it's good enough lol
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His hand tangled in her hair, yanking her head back until their eyes met-his, burning with fury. "Where the fuck is he?" he snarled, voice like gravel and thunder. She shuddered. "I... I won't..." A sharp bolt of pain shot through her skull as he twisted her hair tighter. In one swift motion, he drew his pistol and pressed it cold and hard against her temple. "Tell me," he growled, "or do you want to die?" Tears welled in her eyes as she let out a broken sob. "I want to die... Please, just kill me," she whispered, her voice drenched in years of torment. A storm of rage surged through him. His finger twitched on the trigger. He wanted to end her right then-end the defiance, the lies, everything. But something in her shattered posture stopped him. His gaze drifted over her trembling body, and his fury twisted into something darker. A cruel smile curled on his lips. "Not before I get a taste of you."

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