THE QUEEN OF MAFIA
1

"Young Miss." a voice called out outside the study room followed by a series of gentle beats.

"I've brought milk and fruits."

A beautiful woman dressed in black clothes, sat on a large swivel chair.

Her pale white skin was prominent in her black clothes, her red blood lips were pursed, her eyes were dull purple and cold, her small pointy nose was grimacing as she looked at a complex series of numbers, which were all too complex, reports and data on her laptop, and temporary beauty

her represented a Goddess, one could sense the dangerous aura surrounding the beauty.

When Asya, the Young Miss, heard the voice of her familiar butler head, she let out a small cough and told him to come in.

Asya sees Hans pushing the tray.

"Young Miss, why do you have to torture yourself like this? You should rest a while, work can wait."

Asya gave her butler a bitter smile and said with disdain.

"Tell that to the old geezers who were only thinking about their own miserable lives. My father just died three months ago, yet they only care how our Blood Sweet will be destroyed by our enemies. "

Asya Adenia Blood Sweet, the second of the most powerful Yakuza Blood in the world, and with the death of the Boss, Yudha Kusuma Yakuza Blood, their despicable enemy and the most powerful Blood Sweet mafia in the world, who started taking action from the darkness, the elders must have been afraid.

Who can blame them? Anita Claudia has only one child, and that's Asya. A lady. Even though I was shown to be merciless and ruthless on the battlefield, they still doubted his ability to lead the Blood Sweet mafia.

Hans had no way of refuting Young Madam's statement.

"How's the traitor?" Asya asked, her cold purple-colored eyes lit up with such hatred.

Hans turned serious and reported the situation of the traitors.

"Still the same. No matter how we beat them to death, they still don't want to talk."

"Who's in charge of the interrogation?"

Hans paused for a moment, suddenly forming suspicion in his heart.

"That's one of the traitor's half-brothers."

Asya clicked her tongue in annoyance.

"Get me my coat, I'll go and take care of the trash myself." Hans shuddered as he looked at the cold purple eyes of Young Madam, his lust for blood was clearly visible.

One thing is for sure, those traitors will never see the sunlight again.

Inside the basement.

The basement was cold, blood could be seen anywhere, and disgusting screams echoed in the corners of the basement.

A normal person would vomit at the stench of the basement, but Asya was not a normal person. He grew up in a mafia world, a world where the weak died, and a strong life.

A world full of cruel people.

"Boss." The guards guarding the basement acknowledged him. Although, they were unhappy with the idea of being ruled by a woman, they had to submit to her no matter what.

"Open." Asya ordered in a low and cold voice. His face was stoic, lacking any emotion, but his firm tone flowed with dignity.

"Good." The guards nodded and opened the door. There was a shrill voice before the traitor's face was seen.

Their faces and bodies were beaten to blue and black, some wrapped in bandages with dried blood, and new wounds were seen.

They were all hung on the ceiling with rust chains. One look and you can unequivocally determine that they hardly hang the last thread of their life.

One of them heard the opening of the iron door, his eyes closed but he shivered as he felt a cold chill in the air.

Not air.

Therehewas.

A female demon who killed her own mother at the age of three. The demon who stopped the entire Yakuza Blood from living alone when he was ten years old. The so-called ruthless demon that killed thousands of people who dared to oppose him.

The new boss and leader of Blood Sweet.

Said the Mafia Queen.

Adenia Blood Sweet.

"Hello, Tom." greeted Asya as she sat on the bloodstained wooden chair, her eyes staring at the seven traitors.

"You look good as always."

The man called Tom glared at Asya with such great hatred. If not for this, he would not be in this situation at all.

If it wasn't for him, his wife and son should still be alive!

"You shit! It's all your fault! You killed my family! I'm gonna kill you!"

Asya was not bothered by his empty threat. What could he do other than run his useless mouth? Not even an anj*ng will be afraid.

Asya let Tom dry his mouth until he just glared at her.

"In addition to the seven of you, who promised his alliance to Yakuza Blood?" Asya asked.

Tom laughed mockingly and said cynically.

"Ask that to yourself, Queen." she spat the word "queen" in disgust.

"I'm pretty sure that a lot of the people at Blood Sweet we're not happy about have you as our leader."

"I wasn't born to please others I didn't care about" Asya replied in a calm voice.

"And don't you dare imagine that you're still a member of my Blood Sweet." Asya emphasized the word "me", she meant to say that whether they like it or not, she now rules Blood Sweet.

"You fool!" Tom spat towards Asya, his sticky saliva dripping from Asya's black boots.

Asya's eyes darkened, it was a gift from her late father before she died. He did not want to talk to Tom, but he had no choice as the other six traitors were beaten into a coma.

At least they look like that.

Those people were really testing Asya's patience, Asya sneered in his mind. Do they consider him stupid? I'll kill every mobster who dares challenge me.

Asya held a cold metal gun in her belt, and quickly, she shot straight at the slender man next to Tom.

The slim man let out a terrible cry as the bullet pierced through the spot of his male specimen.

Asya did not even look at the slim man as she pulled the trigger. Her cold eyes that made one tremble in fear were trained on Tom.

"Jal@ng, jal@ng, jal@ng .." the slim man continued to curse as the other remaining traitors pretended to die in shock as they looked at Asya in disbelief and fear.

"I'm actually starting to enjoy this play of yours, unfortunately this guy is ruining my mood." Asya shot the chains at the ceiling, completely releasing the traitor.

"My muscles are a little tense from sitting for a long time, so entertain me for a fight, okay?"

"You'll regret this!" The slim man ran towards him, he held a two-sided small sword katana that was pointing towards Asya's face.

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