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Blood. Blood was dripping from my forehead. Panting, I tried to catch my breath. For a minute, I was tempted to look back and see if the Japanese Yakuza was chasing after me.

I muttered a curse, trudging through the quiet street, making sure to hide in the shadows, avoiding all streetlights.

Stupid Japanese Mafia Boss and his claim to rule the mafia world.

But I will never let him.

Not after killing my entire family.

Thinking about them, a brief flashback of my father screaming for me to flee before a bullet passed through his head, instantly ending his life, appeared in my line of vision.

I clenched my hands into fists, sadness and fury burning inside me.

I will make sure that the Japanese Mafia will pay for what they did. 

I will avenge my father. My family.

From this day forward, they have declared war.

And war they shall have.

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Blades & Roses

Sweet and elegant music filled my ears.

The fancy restaurant was brimming with quite a few guests all coming from the Casino.

Servers wearing a black cap mill around, taking orders and providing assistance when necessary.

Exchanges in Russian were thick in the air. There were a few select English dialogues that I could decipher but all in all, it was all Russian everywhere.

Lucio Bangalor sat opposite me, his expression was stoic but I could tell that he only agreed to talk to me because I had piqued his interest.

"You have exactly five minutes to tell me who you are and what you want, little lady. I'm a busy man. I think you can see that."

Crossing my legs, I pursed my lips at his impatience. Although I knew that he did have only a few minutes to spare before he was due to seal the deal with Takahashi's representative, I was in no rush to let him hear my proposal.

Russia point 2