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6: WHERE THE SILENCE SCREAMS

Penulis: Francesca Chow
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-23 03:05:49

She said come inside and Ellie followed her into hell. Ellie had seen blood before, she’d seen it on her father’s knuckles when he’d beaten a man in their drawing room for talking back. She’d seen it on the back of her cousin’s head after he’d fallen down the marble stairs. She’d even seen it on her mother’s hand once cut open by a shattered wine glass and stitched in silence. But this? This was different, this was raw, the warehouse door creaked open and Amy stepped inside without a second glance. Ellie hesitated for half a second before following her. The moment she crossed the threshold, the world changed, the air was thick, hot, Metallic and the sound low murmurs, faint whimpers, the distant clang of chains, it didn’t sound like New York anymore it sounded like something older, deeper, darker. Amy walked like she was immune to it all, her heels echoed with unbothered rhythm, her coat swinging behind her like a warning. Ellie trailed behind her, heart pounding, every step deeper fe
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  • VELVET GUN   27: YOURS NOW

    “Pain does change people, but what about love?, does it change anything?”The room still smelled of smoke and old blood.Ellie didn’t move. Couldn’t. Not after the words Amy had said. Not after the deal she made with death itself. You serve me now. That was the sentence. That was the curse. Her mother—Giulia—stood behind her in stunned silence, one hand wrapped tightly around her younger daughter who was finally asleep, unaware that her big sister had just sold her soul to a woman whose smile could start wars. And win them. Nonna said nothing. Her tears had dried into salt on her cheeks. Her wrists were red from the bindings, and her eyes held something Ellie had never seen in her—fear. Not the kind you have for monsters, but the kind you reserve for someone you wronged and lived long enough to regret. Thomas cleared his throat, breaking the moment. “Should I... take her?”Amy didn’t take her eyes off Ellie. “No. She’ll come with me on her own.”Ellie’s fists clenched. Her jaw locked.

  • VELVET GUN   26: THE DEPT

    Should we call this a happy ever after, or just the beginning of something hidden...The silence after the shot was a different kind of violence. It hung heavy, thicker than blood, more final than death. Ellie held Amy as if she were the last living thing in a burning world. Amy’s chest heaved, the weight of years collapsing at once. The gun still smoked in her hand. The floor beneath them was slick with retribution, and somewhere across the room, the last man tied to Chicago’s legacy lay slumped—three clean bullet wounds placed with surgical grief. Giulia’s mother was still crying. Bound at the feet, trembling with the revelation of everything she’d denied for years, her mouth opened to plead again. But Amy raised a hand without even looking. Silence. Giulia stood frozen, one arm cradling her daughter who had since awakened in confusion, eyes wide, face pressed against her mother’s neck. Her gaze shifted between her mother, her daughter, and Amy—the woman who had just unraveled every

  • VELVET GUN   25: ASHES DON’T LIE

    Even the toughest soldiers fall but everyone expects them to stand tall.Giulia’s voice sliced through the darkness like a serrated blade: What the hell is going on here? Why is my mother tied up like this? She stormed forth her heels echoing in the warehouse her mother sat bound to a chair hands tied, eyes wild, nostrils flaring in fierce disbelief. Untie her now! Do you know who she is? Do you have any idea what you’re doing?! Amy’s calm voice floated over the tension: Relax, baby girl you’ll understand soon enough. She snapped her fingers two men stepped forward with chairs; another brought two dusty leather bound journals. Giulia and Ellie were ushered roughly into the chairs. Ellie looked at Amy her world turned upside down, the woman she once loved now resembled a ghost cloaked in winter. Giulia’s mother snarled, face taut with anger: You have no idea the trouble you’re inviting for me, You might not be leaving this place alive, Amy cut her short. Giulia’s face went pale, Ellie’

  • VELVET GUN   24: VELVET GUNFIRE AND OLD VOWS

    There comes a time where everyone is quiet and hiding like a snake and ready to strike for Amy that day was today. The room smelled of rusted iron, gunpowder and betrayal. Amy Finn stood in the dark, arms loose at her sides, heart anything but she didn’t blink, she didn’t breathe hard. The warehouse had been quiet for fifteen minutes long enough for the Chicago boys to think the place was still theirs. Let them, they’d taken two girls, the youngest soft-faced and trembling was asleep in the shadows, curled under a wool coat Amy had tossed over her like a shroud. The eldest Ellie was somewhere else. Somewhere close, somewhere that had cost too much blood to leave her there any longer. They broke the pact, the rules, the deal between devils. Chicago had made it clear they’d keep backing the Marchettis only if Giulia and her family kept their doors shut to the Finns. No love, no visits, no alliances and definitely no invitations to engagement parties where rumors swirled of Amy and Ellie

  • VELVET GUN   23: PULLED THE TRIGGER WITHOUT A GUN

    Betrayal is not always the accused one’s fault...You want to know where it all began? Not with the rosary in Dominic Finn’s hand, not even with the gunshot that pierced Rosalie Finn’s heart. It began with two girls barefoot in a Sicilian vineyard, blood under their nails from crushed grapes and knuckles bruised from defending each other’s names; Rosalie and Luciana. La Rosa and La Luce; Light and Thorn, one was fire the other fury. Together, they were untouchable until they loved the same man. Dominic Finn didn’t walk into their lives he stormed in all slow grins and broken knuckles, a gun tucked under his coat like a rosary. He wasn’t from Chicago but his name made its way through smoke filled poker dens and blood soaked alleyways like a prayer or a curse. He was a made man before he even knew what it meant to belong.And Rosalie? She didn’t fall, she decided. Dominic would be hers, even if it meant war. Luciana tried to be the noble one God knows she did. She pulled back said it d

  • VELVET GUN   22: THE POISONED GLASS

    A little girl born out of love, grew up in anger and just when she found the familiar feeling of love... it was leaving like it never appearedThe days after the funeral were a blur, Amy didn’t cry when they buried her uncle. She hadn’t cried in years not since the night she’d seen her parents’ bodies dragged from the ruins of their own living room. Blood slick like wine, eyes wide, staring at nothing. No, she’d learned early that mourning had no place in a world that fed on pain.But this... this new grief? This rage that burned through her bones like a second skeleton? This was different. This time, it wasn’t just the dead that haunted her, it was the one left behind her stepsister. The girl with light in her voice and softness in her spine, the girl who had no business in the underworld but who Amy had sworn to protect with her life, her name was Clara Finn.Amy didn’t meet Clara until she was ten; her uncle had found out about the girl by accident an old mistress of Amy’s father s

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