Vivienne

"Angelic looks, devilish behaviour."

Head of the Russian mafia, soon to be Donna and a passionate killer with an angelic voice.

Vivienne Federovna

A name to be terrified of. When it's mentioned, even the most fearsome men have goosebumps all over their bodies.

And Vivienne was having a great time because of that reaction. The chaos and fear she instilled, she adored every second of it.

But when her reputation didn't even reach a particular man, her blood begins to boil.

A man. Nothing unique, am I right?

No, not this one. The Italian Mafia's eldest son. And the first candidate for the position of Don. A power-hungry man who kills everyone in his path.

Adragna, Ezra. If he isn't already, Vivienne wishes he would be cursed.

Since the very first moment Vivienne laid her hands on a knife, and Ezra began to learn how to shoot his first gun, the two started their rivalry. It became even stronger after their fathers made a deal behind their backs.

...

"When will you realize that not everything goes your way?" I ask, aiming at his head.
"It always does" he responds, tossing a knife at me.
I shot my gun quickly but he dodged, I didn't have time to dodge his knife, which currently is digging into my thigh.

"Fucker" I say.

"Only for you my dear." He only appeared pleased.