Zyrene Demonise Stanford has it all, beauty, brains, and a thriving empire. But beneath the polished veneer of her CEO life hides a dangerous secret. One that could shatter her world and those of everyone she holds dear. When a shadowy figure from her past resurfaces, Zyrene must choose between protecting her family out of danger, even if it means risking everything. Will she expose her secret before it destroys her?
"Answer me!,"a young woman said grittedly while facing the guy kneeling in front of her
As her men stood by, each of them swallowed nervously, because they already know what will happen
No one else could hear their conversation, as they were in a basement, were they called it torture room, that connected to their HQ
Back to what happened, the guy couldn't respond due to the fear coursing through him as he faced her, knowing that his life could be snuffed out in a matter of seconds
The young woman grew irritated by his silence, so she stood up and choked him, her nails digging into his neck
"Who ordered you?!,"she shouted angrily, her patience long gone, not wanting to spare the life of the guy
"I-I don't know!,"the guy stammered in response
So, she pulled out her gun and shot the guy's leg, and threw him against the wall, the force causing him to cough blood
"Y-you fucking bitch!,"the guy yelled in anger and pain, blood dripping from his mouth as he trembled, clutching his leg and back
The young woman simply laughed, returning to her seat with a twisted smile on her lips
"I know,"she smirked, getting something from her impeccably shiny and sharp boots
A not so ordinary dagger, with a letter Q engraved on its handle and a crown etched upon it. She calls it her 'little devil', when her enemies catch sight of it, fear rushing through them, because they know that when that woman wields that object, something unpleasant is bound to happen
She's a young woman who loves to play, not just the games you see on the playground, but the kind of game you wouldn't want to be part of. You wouldn't think that she's capable of dangerous things because of her innocent face, but as they say 'looks can be deceiving'
"W-what-?,"the guy's eyes widened as he stared at her, but she simply grinned
Killing means nothing to her, she's skilled in this thing. She started hungering for the lives of her enemies ever since they took someone dear to her right before her eyes
She witnessed something that opened her eyes to the lurking trials ahead. She's merciless, incapable of feeling pity for those who make shit of her
"Let's play a game,"she smiled, signaling her men to seat the guy and bring a small table
On the other side, her other men swallowed nervously, knowing what she is capable of. Judging by their actions and the sweat forming on their foreheads, they're afraid of whatever she's about to do
"The game we're about to play is simple, I'll just ask questions and you have to answer correctly. Only 5 questions, so one wrong answer, one bloody finger,"she said with a smirk as she twirled the dagger in her hand
The guy was sweating nervously, still enduring the pain in his leg and back. He wiped the blood dripping off his lips with his hand
"P-please, don't do this to me,"the guy pleaded, as he looked at the young woman in front of him
"Then answer my fucking question and I'll set you free!,"she spat coldly said, staring straight into his eyes, causing him to quickly avert his gaze
No one could withstand prolonged eye contact with this young woman, they would immediately look away within 2 seconds. If looks could kill, surely many people would die
In the minds of her men, they knew their boss would never release him once she started. She wouldn't back down, no matter how many buckets of tears he shed, no matter how much he begged, it would all be in vain because their boss had made up her mind
"Y-yes yes, I'll tell you! Just don't kill me,"the desperate guy exclaimed, causing her grin to widen
"Okay first question, who ordered you to ambush them?"
The guy swallowed nervously before answering
"I-it's b-boss"
But she just stared at him sharply while maintaining her calmness
"Who's your boss?"
Anxiety and fear filled the guy's eyes, unsure of whether he should answer or not. His mouth opened, but no words escaped
Impatience grew within her, tired of waiting for his answer, wanting to end the meaningless existence of the guy in front of her
"I'm getting impatient here,"she said with a grin, her eyes fixed on the dagger she twirled in her hand
"P-please s-stop, I can't s-say,"he stuttered
As the guy answered, time seemed stop, a wide grin spread across the young woman's face
"Don't make me repeat twice,"she said as she signaled her men to hold the guy, and she began slowly by cutting his fingers
"The price has begun,"she chuckled, pressing harder
Blood splattered, and the guy screamed in agony. But the young woman didn't care, she found satisfaction in what she was doing
"Acck! S-stop p-please!,"he cried, desperately trying to break free. It seemed like he was gasping for air, drenched in sweat from the pain he felt
The table was now covered in blood, but the young woman didn't stop until she had cut it completely. Then, she wiped her hands and the dagger with a white handkerchief given to her by her people standing by her side
"Again, who's your boss?,"she asked
"S-stop, I can't handle this a-anymore,"pleaded the guy, his consciousness slipping away for a few seconds
The young woman didn't care, she just stared at the guy who was struggling to speak, and she started to get irritated
"Then fucking answer my goddamn question!,"she shouted angrily, startling him
"I-I don't know! He wears a m-mask, and he has a tattoo of a l-lion on his hand,"the guy said, blood spewing from his mouth as he spoke. The young woman simply glanced at the guy, who was fighting for his life, and without a word, she swiftly decapitated him with her dagger
His fresh blood splattered on the table, but the young woman didn't care. She handed the dagger to the person beside her and leaned back on her chair, instructing the others to clean up the mess in front of her
"A lion tattoo huh,"she thought to herself
She was the young woman everyone feared, she's cold as a corpse, and having an expressionless face. Her appearance may be gentle, but don't dare to do anything against her will, because she will be the one, lead you to hell
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