Healed

Kia "Beautiful."

"Thank you." I faked a smile and set my glass on the table. I was with my next target. He was a dealer in drugs, and I was planning to knock him off. Poor man, he thought I was about to have fun with him. But he didn't even know I was greedy for his blood and possessions. Not just because he had a large drug house, but because he had a connection to Vivian Miller. My bloodthirsty enemy. "So tell me about your boss," I said, and stepped up to him.

He frowned like he didn't understand my words. "My boss?"

"Yes, Vivian Miller."

He took a sip of his wine. "First, he is not my boss, and second, I know nothing about him. If I knew about him, why would I tell you? I can't cross him."

I stepped closer to him and unbuttoned his shirt. "Not even after having fun with me?" I pouted.

"Sweetheart, I know nothing about him." He grabbed my hand and directed me toward the bed. "Let's start. I'm desperate to have you."

I narrowed my eyes at him, wanting nothing more than to strangle his neck. "I'm desperate too, but give me an answer first," I demanded.

He kept quiet.

"Okay, if you don't want to answer." I sighed and grabbed my clutch. "Have fun with your hand," I smirked, heading straight for the door. I was confident that he would stop me. Who wants to lose an opportunity with me? I had a flawless figure, better than those supermodels. I had dark brown hair with green eyes, which made me look innocent. Only a fool could miss a chance with me.

"Sweetheart," he called out, and I smirked in triumph. "Okay, I have some information about him, but why do you want this?"

No one had ever dared to ask me questions besides two people.

I turned around and approached him, ignoring his question. "Baby, I know you want me," I said seductively. "Now, give me that information." I held out my hand as I asked him for those documents. I knew he had a business deal with him.

He took out some papers from his drawer. "I have a meeting with him on Saturday at the Cassandra club. I heard he doesn't like many people around him, but he often visits there for a whore."

Oh!

I immediately snatched the papers from his hand and took a glance at them. "You have a meeting of the cigar business, so he also owns a cigar business."

He nodded. His wealth is beyond your wildest dreams just by working illegally, aside from women. But why do you want this?" He asked and snatched the papers back from my hand.

I met his gaze. "Because I'm planning to kill him," I said.

He paused for a moment before breaking into a laugh, like I had cracked some sort of joke. "You mean, you're preparing to kill a dark king, Vivian Miller?"

I moved closer to him, looking into his eyes. "Yes, I'm about to kill him!"

Suddenly, he stopped laughing and stared at me. No man in this world could ever resist my beauty.

"Beautiful," he whispered and fisted my hair before crashing his mouth to mine. I let him kiss me and let him think that I'm going to have fun with him. I kissed him back with the same passion because I was a woman of my word, but not entirely.

After a moment, I broke away and looked at him. "Thank you for helping me out."

"Take off your clothes, baby," he said and unzipped his pants.

I frowned. "Don't unzip your pants because I will not do what you want me to," I said coldly.

He gave me a seething look, but it had no impact on me. "What do you mean by that, bitch?"

Second, he called me a bitch; I lost my temper and punched him in the face. "Don't you call me that?"

"Fucking bitch!" he hissed and shoved me into the bed. "Don't you ever try to make a fool of me, bitch!"

Before he could open his mouth again, I pulled out a small blade from my clutch and pressed it right against his throat. "Asshole, never mess with a BLOOD. QUEEN," I gritted out, emphasizing my name and his face turned pale. I could see the fear in his eyes.

No one knew the blood queen by her face. I hid my identity and face from the world so that I could attack my enemy at the right time and right place. This was my nature. I always attacked from the back.

"Blood queen." He tried to speak with his ripped throat. If he hadn't messed with me, I wouldn't have ripped his throat.

I grabbed my clutch and pulled out my red lipstick and applied it to my lips. "Baby, I feel sorry for you, but you're the one who messed with me," I said, and kissed her cheeks. Even though he was soaked in blood, I didn't care at all. I just wanted to give him my mark, the mark of the blood queen.

"You have got to be kidding me..." He whispered weakly.

I brushed my lips along his jaw. "You know I don't crack jokes," I mumbled and took my last steps, "Goodbye, darling."

I was the cruelest woman in the world. No one tried to cross me.

I walked out of his room. He had two men standing outside his room for his security. I adjusted my dress and hair. "Your boss doesn't want to be disturbed. He fell asleep half an hour ago," I said with a seductive smile.

I wasn't feeling guilt and remorse for what I had done a minute ago because he deserved that. He was selling drugs to young people and spoiling their lives. My goal was to eliminate all these criminals in this world, excluding myself.

One man checked me up and down before giving me a nod. "Call me next time when your boss wants me again." I gave him a wink before walking away.

After stepping out of the building, I let out a sigh and spotted my red car. I opened the door and let my ass in. "I guess you've got what you wanted," Lucian said with a smile.

I tucked my hair behind my ear before replying to him. "You know I'm ambitious."

He started the car. "Are you sure you are willing to do this?" I looked at him, "I mean Vivian Miller, he is out of hand, Kia. He is not an easy man, he is not like the rest of the criminals, he is different. It is risky. What will happen when he discovers your true identity? He won't think twice before cutting your neck. I'm worried about you." I could see the concern in his brown eyes.

"I'm determined to kill him, Luc. I'm willing to do this. Even if I have to pay with my blood, I will not step back.

He ran his finger through his light brown hair. "And what about your mother?"

"Trust me, she will be happy after hearing this," I said. "She is eager for his death.

Lucian was not only my best friend but the best man in the world. He always had my back. He has always taken care of me since the day we met.

"Kia, I care for you a lot. You knocked off many criminals, and I was always with you. But this time I don't know why I feel scared for you. I just don't care about myself. I have no one in this world except for you and John. You have been through a lot of shit. You deserve happiness. I don't want you to sacrifice your life just because you can't get over your past."

I clenched my hand into fists, trying to control my temper. "THIS.IS. NOT. PAST, Lucian." I emphasized every word so he could understand that I would not let go of my past. Vivian killed my father and brother, not giving me a chance to meet them last time. I was trying my best to stop screaming at him. I didn't want to be harsh with a man who only cared about me. "Please, don't open your stupid mouth again."

**********

I walked into my two-story house. Large enough for the two of us. Me and my mother. All the lights were off all around the house because Mumma probably was sleeping as it was half-past twelve. I stepped into the kitchen in search of a meal. I hadn't eaten since the morning and my stomach was rumbling. I sighed and opened the refrigerator door.

"Honey." I heard her sweet voice and then she stood near the kitchen counter. Her hand was on her hips as she was glaring at me. I inherited my mother's beauty. I had the same green eyes and dark brown hair. But she was fairer than me and I had tan skin like my father.

I pulled out the lasagna and put it in the oven. "I'm hungry," I said, ignoring her gaze.

She folded her hands over her chest. "Where have you been, honey?"

"Serious mission." I winked at her.

"More so than your mother?" She held my gaze. I could see the hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Of course not," I said annoyingly, "Nothing is more important than you, Mumma, and you know it very well, so stop this nonsense." She said nothing because she felt hurt. I sighed. "I'm sorry, mom."

"Don't say it, if you mean it," she said and was ready to leave me alone.

"Yes, I mean it. "I love you and there is only one thing more important than you." She knew this. "I knocked off one of Vivian's men and got information out of him. Tomorrow I'll leave New York for my next mission. I'll kill Vivian Miller and will get rid of my past. I know you won't stop me."

She didn't turn to me. Stood there rigidly. Her light-yellow dress perfectly fitted her body, and she looked more like my elder sister than my mother.

"We've been waiting for this moment for three years. I didn't sleep, you didn't eat since the day he killed father and brother. I can't forget when we used to live on the street when we used to live in an alleyway. And you." Tears gathered in my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. "When you were fighting cancer." I bit into my lower lip. "Mom, I can't forget it. I just can't. I'll kill him and give him the cruelest death."

Finally, she turned to me. "Kiara Seton, make sure he dies." I heard hatred in her voice.

**********

Kia I was packing my stuff: dresses, undergarments, shoes, and makeup. After a few moments, I finished my packing and zipped up the bag, and sighed.

My phone buzzed with a message.

Lucian: My dear Blood Queen, are you ready for your next mission? I have already packed my things and am ready to say goodbye to my love, John.

I smiled, seeing his message.

Yes, I replied.

Lucian was gay, and he had a boyfriend, John. They both were in deep love and were living happily. John worked as a model, and Lucian worked with me. He worked as a business partner with me for three years. We both killed and robbed many criminals together. Sometimes, John didn't like our work at all. He was worried about Lucian, but he had no choice, anyway.

A soft knock sounded on my door, and mom stepped inside. "Honey."

As I looked at her, I smiled softly. "Good Morning," I stood up and greeted her with a soft hug. I was not the kind of girl who gives hugs and kisses. I barely show affection and softness to anyone else. It didn't exist in me. It only belonged to one person, and this person was my mother after my father.

"Are you leaving this early?" Her eyes fell into sadness after seeing my luggage.

I nodded, "Yeah. Sooner the better."

"I hate it, Kia. Whenever you set out on such a mission, I feel upset. I dislike you messing with the wrong people. I hate to think that my baby daughter is not safe anywhere in the world." She caressed my hair. "Your enemies will always chase you. They will never let you go, Kia."

"That's why you have chosen the biggest criminal in town for me, Guarin Martin." I rolled my eyes. "And I know he is going to be my husband."

She smiled, "Yes, he is the right person for you, in my eyes."

"But he is also ruthless, and a playboy, mom. He never thinks about killing innocent people. He also does the sex trafficking business. He just wants money, power, and sex. And you think he is the most ideal person in your eyes."

Disgusting "Don't forget, Kia. He is also the person who helped us through our tough times. He is the only one who has saved me from cancer, and he is the reason I'm standing here right in front of you. Just don't forget how much he cares for you and me. Not a single man dares to lay eyes on you just because you are his girlfriend."

"Yes, I am his girlfriend," I said annoyingly, "Mamma..." before I could complete my word, I heard the screeching sound of cars. I looked through the window and saw the four black cars parked just outside the house.

"Seems like Mr. Martin came here to see you." she smiled. Guarin didn't like being called by his name. We addressed him as Mr. Martin, and I despised this man.

Guarin stepped into the room. His blonde hair was perfectly styled, and his black suit perfectly fitted his muscular body. He was handsome, muscular, and intimidating. He had everything: money, power, and possessions. Despite that, my heart never beats for him. I hate this man. He never gave respect to me, he treated me as his property. He had every power over me, every single power. He could do whatever he wanted with me. I was indebted to him, and he owned me. He owned every bit of me, and there was no way to run away from him.

"Hello Mrs. Seton," he greeted my mamma first and then approached me. He grabbed my face and kissed me right in front of my mom, not caring for her presence. "Miss me," he asked. His blue eyes were staring me down.

Never I tucked my hair behind my ear. "I wish I could have a better answer but sad to say, no, I didn't miss you." I snapped.

His eyes narrowed. "Then next time I will make sure that you always miss me, baby," he said calmly. He was threatening me. He had already given me several marks on my body so that I couldn't forget him and his cruelty.

His eyes roamed around my room before stopping at my luggage. "Are you planning to leave me?"

If I ever got the chance to leave him and stay away from him, I wouldn't think twice about it. But I couldn't because of my mother. I promised my mother that I would marry him. "Yes... I mean no."

His eyes narrowed as he silently threatened me. His eyes were enough to make any person numb on their feet.

"You two get along together," Mamma said and left me alone with him.

As long as mom was out of the room. He immediately grabbed my jaw and made me look at him. "It would be better if you gave me a better explanation. I was pierced by his terrified eyes as he asked, "Where, when, and why are you leaving?"

But I was never afraid of him and would never be afraid of any man in this damn world. "Get off your hand!" I snapped.

And the next moment I stumbled to my feet when his hand laid across my face. I felt excruciating pain in my cheeks.

"Talk to me like that. Next time I will make sure to snap your slender neck," he said through teeth.

I just wanted to lay my blade against his throat. I just wanted to beat him to death, and I just wanted to make him suffer the same as what he had been doing with me. However, I couldn't. I was powerless in front of him. I was just a normal girl entertaining him. He didn't care that I killed people because he knew I would never kill him.

I breathed harder and my heart rate was speeding up as my temper was at the peak of the mountain. "Don't treat me like an animal," I hissed.

He removed my hand from my cheeks so that he could look at my bruise. "Yes, you are not an animal," he said softly when he caressed my cheeks, "but you're still my beautiful pet." My precious pet. And I cherish this pet more than anything in the world. You are my baby, I love you. I hate your arrogance and attitude. I hate you not loving me."

"This is your love?" I pointed at my red cheeks. "How could a girl love a man who just wants to beat her to death? How can I fall in love with someone who doesn't even know what love is? How can you expect me to love you back when you don't think once before sleeping with a whore, you kill innocent people and rob them? You don't mind selling women for a social purpose."

You also do the same thing, you forget. Did you ever think twice about killing men with your small blade? Did you ever consider their families and children? You just killed them and owned their possessions. Remember, you are the biggest thief in the world who takes a chance on men from behind. You're such a shitty coward who always knocks people off their backs."

I accepted that I knocked people on the back, but I never accepted that I was a shitty coward. I gave people a chance to fight me and I neither tricked them nor stabbed their backs. I faced them and told them my actual identity. Some of them were so powerful that I couldn't fight, but I never lost hope and stood up against every man until I got what I wanted.

I stood there and said nothing because I had no answer. He was right.

Guarin grabbed my face and kissed each of my cheeks and then my lips. "Sorry, baby. I have lost my temper. You know me very well. No one dares to talk to me like that, not even my father. I hate your guts, even though I still like you so much."

I didn't kiss him back because my mood was extremely sore.

"Kiss me, Kia," he demanded, and his mouth was sucking my lips. I swallowed my anger and pride and kissed the man, who treated me like a dog. He unzipped my dress and threw me on the bed. And now he was about to fuck me hard.

"Baby, never leave me. If you ever will try to betray me, then you must think of your mother before taking any fucking step. "I hold your mother's life in my hands," he said, "Now say you are mine."

"I'm yours, Mr. Martin."

********

I walked out of the house. Guarin fell asleep after sex and his twelve men were standing outside my house. He always accompanied his security guards, and all of them had their guns. I ignored their gazes and waited for Lucian.

Finally, Lucian parked the car in front of me and waited for me to climb in. I tossed my luggage in the back seat before climbing into the car. I took a long breath to calm my mind and body. My mind and my body were sore.

Seeing the softness in his eyes, Lucian asked me, "Are you okay?".

I nodded at him and fixed my gaze out of the window, seeing my house one last time.

"Your left cheek has a mark. Can I ask you what happened to your beautiful face?"

"I fell into the bathroom while taking a shower. Normally, you don't need to worry about it," I said absently because my mind was stuck on the person who had every power to threaten me. Guarin threatened me. If I ever tried to run away, he would kill my mother. And it killed me inside. I had no one in this world after my mother, and it hurt me like a stab.

"Kia, are you listening to me? Where are you? I'm talking to you," Lucian said loudly.

"Y... Yes," I said and looked at him, "Sorry, I was thinking about my mother."

I hoped he wouldn't ask me any more questions because I was at the breaking point.

"So your boyfriend came here to see you?"

"No, my boyfriend came here to fuck me," I corrected him.

He frowned because he could sense the anger in my voice. "You sound like he was rough to you."

"Shut up and drive quietly. Don't interrupt my personal life."

"Are you always pissed off like this?"

I glared at him and silenced him with a look.

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