The Queen Of Thugs
Chapter 47's

Camellia Devany pov's.

I felt pain all over my body, my body as if in a gnaw of red ants on every inch of the body. Dizziness attacking my head made me reluctant to open my eyes that felt so heavy.

When I realized all I knew was that I was hanging with both hands in chains.

Which stretched across the sky - the sky from both sides. My throat was dry and choked making it hard for me to talk

My eyes looked at the room where I was in brackets, if I saw this dark place had no windows or even ventilation. only small holes that emit light - tiny light serves to make the outside air go inside.

It's obvious this is a basement. With the smell of weathered soil, the cobwebs in the corner of the room and, the darkness that enveloped me.

My feet were just treading empty air, I had expected Marcus would not be so kind to me and, making me hang with hands that hurt so much.

"Miss Camellia are you conscious? Does Miss feel pain? Do you need anything?"

I narrowed my eyes at the old voice and found the old man staring at me with pity, that man was Faisal, Grandpa's personal servant who used to serve me and watch over me when a big secret belonging to my grandfather was accidentally discovered.

And damn it, I even loved him. Since long ago he was the best to me, the old man who used to often nurture me with his affection. He really fits as my grandfather if he were really my grandfather.

"Maisal.." Ogre me.

I bit my lower lip, shaken my shoulder. And my chest felt so tight when I saw that gray-glazed bead of eyes. How many years have we not met?

Even the wrinkles on his face were very much, his body was increasingly old even for the way the servant needed the help of a cane.

"Miss Camellia do you need anything?" Her questions she tried to hide the sadness that plagued her and maintain her professional attitude.

"Faisal, Lia doesn't need anything." I shook my head."If there was any Faisal wouldn't have fulfilled Lia's wish."

"Let's just say Miss I will definitely fulfill Miss's wish."

"Give Lia the key to the chain."I successfully made her old eye wide open, and Faisal's face turned tense.

"That-that's.."

Suddenly the waiter looked relieved when he heard the command from the communication device attached to his right ear.

"Sorry Miss, I have to go." Without waiting for my answer, the old man just left me disappointed.

At the end of the day the person I trust always turns away from me, I know I'm wrong. Trusting my own enemy subordinates is none other than my grandfather.

Krieet..

Suddenly the door opened wide, a nightmare as if it was about to swallow me alive as the man I had just thought of now appeared in front of me with his sharp gaze.

"It's quite unexpected, you're so lucky to have survived your death."

His words made me feel more in fear. Afraid of feeling something terrible in my life. The evil man even looked at me without a blink.

I don't know what the guy was thinking when he looked at me like it.

"Yeah I'm very lucky to have survived and lived until now." I looked at him vigilantly.

My heart screamed and said I was in an unfortunate situation.

The man walked slowly towards me.

"Aren't you sorry for living up to this time Camellia?" Her question was hateful.

Whether it was my sin to make the devil in front of me really hate me, I sighed and smiled a little after gathering such a small amount of courage.

"No" I said aloud."I don't regret a single bit."

My grandfather smiled thinly he glanced at his watch, then accidentally our eyes collided with each other. My hair bristled as the man smiled widely and that made his smile look terrible it was because his smile never reached the eyes.

"Then aren't you ready to die?"

"Omong empty!"I'm pissed off." You're totally nuts!"

"You talk like that as if you were really a Malaika of death, you yourself are also a human being destined to die too."I control my ungodly breath.

I really can't believe it's going to be this brave for him. Maybe because I was fed up with it, instead of being angry my grandfather was laughing loosely as if I was saying a bad joke.

"Ah, I don't care about your opinion." He shook his hands in a disdainful style.

"I won't kill you if you want to cooperate with me." His words in a sweet tone are certainly misleading.

I looked at him with a full gaze."What cooperation?"

Her sneaky smile expands when I'm interested, more precisely I just want to know.

"Help your grandfather in control of this little monster that's very close to you." Say it."You'll get what you want."

"Do you know who that little monster is?"my grandfather looked at me with a grin that adorned his lips.

A sharp glint was seen in his eyes, he was like he was designing something terrible.

"I don't know." My firm. Of course I know who the little monster is.

"Well well, you don't want to ? I'm so sorry you could control it."He ignored my words.

"What do you really want from Asta?" Ask me suddenly.

That question has haunted me for years. My grandfather looked at me with a frown on his forehead."Grandpa thought you knew it."

"Absolutely not, does grandfather not pity Asta? Is Grandpa not tired like this? How long did Grandpa play us all? I'm tired! I'm sick of all this!" My screams frustrated my tears as I remembered Asta struggling so hard all this time.

Even when he's in a stranger, the bastard in front of me doesn't give a dime to him. Making his stranglehold on London at his young age.

No one knows Asta's plight, which others know the boy enjoyed his sentence by living comfortably and attending a favorite school.

No one knew little Asta had to endure the rigors of life, she was lucky to meet someone I don't know I heard her too much. That's all the info I got from some reliable sources.

"Why do I feel sorry for her?" His face looked indifferent." And I'm not tired of being so excited about all this."

His words were so piercing through my heart, he was completely out of his mind.

"It won't be over if Asta really grows into the person I want to be."

The sound of a gun popping up echoed in this room. My eyes were wide open as the bullet grazed my cheek making my heart beat beyond its normal limits.

Fresh blood dripped profusely from the wound, while the perpetrator who tried to shoot me looked unsatisfied when the shot was deliberately set.

"Sadly why don't you aim right at her head huh?" My grandfather's protest against Marcus was upset.

"You're gonna lose her." Marcus's mouth is sour.

Obviously the guy didn't like to hear me being impudent with his employer.

But why didn't he just kill me? Or does he just want to wait for a good opportunity?

"No problem, we still have W he can count on than this brat," My grandfather looked at me for a moment then his face beamed.

"Your grandfather is not satisfied with his growth, Asta always hides his abilities well."

"Ah, in a few days he will show his crazy abilities, and in that day you will die." He laughed as if it was fun.

His laughter stopped and looked at me seriously."Do you want to work with me? This is the last time."

My lips were speechless, while enduring the pain that was constantly attacking my body.

"No." answered me with a stifled voice.

Her face looked at me dislike, she shrugged her shoulders."Whatever, then give him Marcus's punishment."

"Good lord."

"His law is dying, and he will be delivered out on the day we set."

A dark aura enveloped my grandfather's body, a thick murderous air filled this room to the point of making me feel claustrophobic.

"The day when the test was .. implemented." His last words kept ringing in my mind.

After grandfather's departure, Marcus walked up to me he looked up a little then smiled as if he had obtained a new prey.

"Let's Miss I'll make sure you live your punishment with a carefree face, because this will be fun."

Andrew emerged from behind the door, his wrinkled hands carrying a tray containing ...The whip??

That sneaky grin appeared on Marcus's face."Oh you brought it."

Marcus took the whip Andrew had brought, and then faced me as if his madness was growing.

"Tonight's gonna be a nice night, you're gonna regret making me embarrassed by Willy."

The grin got wider and he swung the whip fast at me quickly. Meanwhile, Andrew looked at me with a look of pity.

'For whatever reason, I'd rather die here before I fight with my brother and my own brother.' my screams, inwardly closing my eyes tightly.

Ughhhh...

Ctarrs...

Marcus swung his whip mercilessly, each swing leaving a bruise so that the bruise turned up blood and even made my clothes torn. With a strong determination I silenced my mouth letting my tongue and lower lip bite alternately holding back the scream that was about to be ejected.

"Why don't you scream Miss? Wouldn't it be nice if you screamed in pain?."

"Until I die I won't scream shithead!" Ketus me while staring at her cold.

Blood flowed out in my mouth, snapping my teeth even tighter to the point that I felt my teeth would break and dislodge. the whip incessantly hit my body leaving wounds on every inch of the body left behind.

Marcus laughed gladly that he was torturing me to the point of dying of coldness ambushing me, my body shivering as if this room was covered in ice. The cold was so bone-chilling that I did not feel the pain I had to feel.

The world seemed to spin, my view became blurry maybe. Soon death picked me up. Fate seemed to answer my thoughts when my ears heard the sound of someone's hysterical scream, a very clear howl of fear. Even the crying was so heartbreaking that I didn't know what was happening outside.

My breath was hunting fast, my head felt heavy even my body was heavier than before. Then I stared helplessly at the door hoping that death would soon pick me up and put an end to this.

A glimmer of light slipped into the dark room as the door opened. The slow and regular clattering of steps filled the desolate silence.

I opened my originally close eyes, hoping that in front of me was really the Angel of Death ready to pick me up. My heart pounded when I saw a figure dressed in a black hoodie jacket partially covered in hoodie hoodie.

A wide smile adorned his lips, no more precisely a cruel grin that looked so terrifying. It even looks red stains on the jaw to the cheeks.

That guy was like - like saying."Prepare to die." To me through her smile.

My body trembled violently with fear approaching her when her right hand, her, the bloodstained man aimed the gun at me while his left hand held a very sharp kitchen knife with a deep red stain on the sharp part.

'Why ..why should he be the angel I want? 'I screamed in my heart when I saw the red bursts behind the hoodie.

"You shouldn't have come here." My whisper's weak.

The eruption of the gun sounded so echoed in the room, suddenly my body fell down when my consciousness was almost eroded. Falling suddenly made my breath choked like something was coming out of my body.

My eyes were so heavy for me to open, that I knew a skinny hand grabbed me and held me in his warm embrace.

Wh why? Why doesn't he just kill me, it'll be over soon. This way I won't be Asta's weakness.

All I know is that I'm in his arms right now. "I didn't come, maybe you'll die." His hands clenched tightly to my body.

"If I die it's good for you, I won't be your rival in the future ." My whisper unconsciously.

His body trembled when he heard my words, was he hurt to hear it? No. Asta is upset with me he can't possibly get hurt hearing a remark from someone who hates him.

"Stupid, even if one day you become my opponent does not care about it" he said in a hoarse voice.

Relieved to hear that, I stroked her face gently my finger feeling something wet she was crying. Even more painful were her tears not dripping as if she was ashamed to cry.

"Don't pretend to be strong, I've been by your side again you can spill all the emotions you're craving." I said trying to comfort him.

It's my fault I'm not so competent, it makes her fragile. Asta I'm really sorry to make you lose your vigilance making you have to feel things that you should not feel. Hah I know I can't pronounce it directly.

His sense of really wanting to disappear from the face of the earth, at least my self is not a weakness of Asta but it is not easy. If I disappear he still has another weakness.

"Then, you and I should not regret it if we are forced to kill each other." I said as I remembered something we could no longer avoid.

Frustrated as hell why didn't this kid just wipe me out? You tau? I'd rather die now than have to kill my own brother. In the darkness that enveloped me, I desperately wished that I would not wake up forever.