"Excuse me" a cold voice with unspoken authority called me. It broke me out of my disgusting thoughtless thoughts. The nightmare I got at least was lost in some corner of my mind. Not bothering me. For now. Thanks to this person. "Yeah?" I asked as I turned my head at him not really bothering to see the person who broke my thoughts away.  But the person didn't respond so I turned to look at him. The person I saw is the Russian mafia leader. I could see the tattoo on his neck as he kept on looking at me as if he was in some trance. What was wrong with him? He got mental....... I hope I am not the reason. His dark brown eyes are looking at me with so much intensity that I want to look away. But my ego isn't helping as I keep on looking at him. Ego and me. I won't back down. Why is he looking at me like that? His thick bla

  I was climbing the ninth floor and I was panting like a dog right now. This is a possible partner for me to take them or this is going to be a disaster and be a possible enemy for me. I certainly want the first option. It would make things a little bit more possible.   As I finally reached the twentieth floor I took a deep breath before knocking on the door. When you are looking for a partner the last thing you could do is a little bit more polite than I was already. Or that's what Dimitri said to me.   I quietly recalled what happened.   "приговор к смертной казни as in death sentence in short?" I asked him.   He nodded hesitantly. "Okay. What type of a name is that?" I asked him. Seriously, a death

 Third point of view Ruby cried for herself that night. She never thought of herself as a monster but the things she has to do and the things in her past make her think. It was fucking hard for her. The pain and betrayal can never be forgotten. It may be gone but the nightmarish memories never stop her from reminiscing the past and feeling the deep cut of betrayal again and again like a clash to the heart multiple times leaving her bare for the darkness to consume. It was all too much for her. But she continued like it didn't bother crumbling into pieces. The Garcia mansion was utterly quiet for a few minutes before the sounds of growls and punches thrown at the wall were heard. They could never forget the words they said to their little sister. They could never forget the pain they brought on her. And the fact is they d

 Ruby's POV It's been three days since I came to Russia and it has been almost two days since I last made a deal with her. My plan is ready to set in motion and I have to tell her now. Funny how life works. So, I decided to go to her office today again. As soon as I entered the building, all the staff were silent and shot me curious glances while some continued their work without a bother. And when I glared at all the people that looked at me, they immediately turned away shuffling on their feet. I let an evil smirk on my face as I slowly walked to her office. The moment I opened the door with a bang, 'death sentence' shot me a bored look before again going back to her work.  Bitch. There is a reason why I liked her. I didn't give her any attention either as I made myself sit on the comfortable sofa available on the corner and opened my phone and scrolled for ne

Pain That is just the beginning. I don't even know how she would take the information I'm going to spew right now.    Well, you wouldn't know unless you see it…….. right?   "The torture continued like for years. It started when I was ten years old. Whenever my mom was sober she would cry and hug saying sorry repeatedly. I couldn't even comprehend what is going on. She used to try." I said to her. I know my eyes must be blank. Showing my emotions is difficult for me. Whenever I feel vulnerable with others I immediately close up in fear of rejection. I fear that they don't accept me because of my past.   "She used to really try to not come addicted. But every fucking time she tries and I begin to hope that bastard used to drug her again and she is back to that phase again. It was fucking torture to see her like that. The thing that pained me the most is seeing her like that more than the abuse I had gone throu