The Assassin and the Gang✔️

Chapter 40

(There is going to be serious violence)

*Steel*

I killed my own mother. I failed in selling those assets by them escaping. Kelly wasn't mine anymore. Father was gone. The most important people in my gang had died. Jake betrayed me.

All because of her.

One single girl.

My entire life, just being thrown away because of her. I was here because of her. In a small cell, in what looked like a basement. It was cold as shit here, and it didn't help I was stripped to my boxers.

The last thing I remembered before waking up here was Lilith beating me up a little. I mean she wasn't strong enough to even kill me, so I doubt she could beat me now. Yeah she might have killed some of my gang, but they would all rise to help me. They would never betray me. And Lilith was just a girl. She made some smart mistakes, and now my life was in ruins.

I inspected my surroundings a bit more. I was in a steel cell, (A/N omg it even matches his name lmao) and could see a metal table with torture weapons on the walls. I tried to stand to be able to see more, but my nek was suddenly snatched back.

Shit. I'd been so focused on my surroundings I didn't even realize I had a metal neck collar. I grabbed it, pulling and tugging, but it didn't do anything but bruise my skin. I felt at the back of it, and followed the chain attached to it to the wall. Wow. I was literally being treated like a wild animal. They really were scared of me.

I took a breath when I heard the heavy door open, waiting for the dude who was going to probably try to get information out of me.

But I was caught by surprise when Kelly, Silvia, Lilith, and a girl who's name I hadn't bothered to learn came inside of the basement. They were wearing white, and had their hair in buns to keep their hair back. I was more than a little surprised to see Kelly not wearing any makeup, and doing it with confidence. She's changed.

Their eyes was what sparked a small sense of fear into me. Not that I would ever admit to being scared. It's fine though, they were women. Women hated violence. No matter what they did at the warehouse, their instinct was to shy away from blood. They wouldn't hurt me as much as a guy would.

*Lilith*

2 Days had passed, and we decided we were mentally ready to start dealing with the piece of shit called Steel. Of course, it wouldn't be a one time and done kinda thing.

Hell naw.

We would make him suffer for fucking months for all the shit he did. And a quick death would be way too easy on him. We were in the process of planning dear Rachel's funeral, and the pain that had come with it just made me want to fucking gut this bitch in front of me.

But I would go slow with him.

I smiled at him. The one and only cause of the ruin of my life. Starting with the day he fucking killed my parents, and ending now. It might be fucked up but this was going to be my closure of all the death in my life that I hadn't caused.

Steel sitting there. With his back the the wall of the cell, and the collar around his neck. Kelly had told me that it was like keeping him as a pet, just like he had done to her. Still I could see the ego shining in his eyes. Let's make that ego leave shall we.

"You girls know what to do," I said, keeping my voice smooth as silk. I wasn't going to let my rage kill him off so easily.

Charlie and Kelly opened the cell with a key I'd given them before we entered, and Silvia shot him with the taser so he wouldn't fight back. His face scrunched up in pain, and a small yelp left him. Huh, he really did look like an animal.