Warning: chapter contains extreme violence, strong language, blood, gore, and death.

You've been warned...

BANG!

You pulled the trigger and shoot him directly in the head. The girls scream in horror as they see a now dead man who was alive a few seconds. Blood decorated all over the bed headboard. Blood trailing down his bullet wound. The girls push past you, running out of the room. You follow behind them.

They scream for help. Running and knocking on every room, but here in the Streets of Scarlet nobody really cares since people don't want to be involved in other situations.

BANG!

BANG!

Both of the girls fall lamp to the floor.  You sigh and walk back into the room.
'Well now I have to get rid of these three. Wonderful.' You sarcastically  thought to yourself. Looking around you spot the girl's purses. The curiosity took the best of you, you checked both of their bags.

Looking through their bag you find out information about them. The first you killed was a worker of the night. The other was a worker who forced men and women into prostitution. You couldn't help but smile as you got rid of another monster off the streets.

You look through the room and spotted many weapons on the table and seats. A machete. You grabbed it and walk towards the man.

"That old hag will be pleased once she receives your head."
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Donovan smirks as he sees you repeatedly bring the machete up and down on the corpses neck. He had to admit, seeing you covered in blood, holding that weapon, it turned him on.

"I've seen that clan crest before...She works for that old woman. She's a dangerous one boss. Are you sure about this?" The driver questions Donovan. Donovan's smirk turns even darker. He knew he had to have you.

"I've made my choice and I'm sure about it. Besides... I don't mind a little danger."
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After beheading the man, you put the head in the bag. You heard a ding go off.

Nana
'Did you finish the job?'

   'The job's done. Send someone to pick me up'

Nana
'Wonderful! I knew I could count on you! Send me the location and I'll  send someone immediately.

You send the location and continue with the job. A car suddenly pulls up to the motel. You hear the engine turn off.

Walking out the room, you groan in annoyance as you see a man coming out of the driver's seat. Let's just say this is the last person you wanted to see.

"Hey doll face, it's been a while." The man sends you a wink. "Should've kept it that way..." You say. "Aren't you harsh~" He seductively says. "Shut it Luke. Help me get rid of these two." You point at the two dead girls.

'Who the hell is this guy?!' Donovan tells himself. Anger filling his veins.

Getting the job done, you go back to the room to retrieve the bag. You were about to open the passenger door when a hand prevents you to do so. You turn around to see your pinned by none other than Luke. One hand besides your head and the other on your thigh.

"We have some time to ourselves. What do you say Y/N?" This wasn't the first he's done this to you. You glare at him. "Luke, I swear if you don't get in the damn car ill choke you to death. Here and now."

"Kinky~" He replies. You slap him. Hard. "Ouch! I was only kidding." He playfully whines. You roll your eyes and push him off you.

"Let's go before you end up like him." You say as you point at the bag, referring to the beheaded man. Luke chuckles. "As long as you're the one doing it, I don't mind." He winks at you once again.

"You're sick." "Says the woman who shot three people and beheaded one." He snapped back. "Touché." You respond giggling a bit. He chuckles.

You both get in the car and drive off.

"Follow them."

"But boss-" the driver is soon interupted.

"NOW!" Donovan angrily commands. The driver nods and follows you behind. One thing that most members of a clan or mafia gang must know...

Never anger the boss.

Donovan promised himself he was going to kill Luke for talking to you, flirting with you, touching you. Oh how he wished he would have killed Luke right there on the spot. Yet he had to wait. The patience was killing him. He knew you were going to be his
soon....

'Nobody touches what belongs to me...'

'Nobody touches my woman...'

'Nobody touches my Y/N!'