Her Revenge

Chapter 3 - Card Game

"Get up, we are leaving", I tell Nikolai. 

I don't wait for him to get up and I just walk out of the building. I hear Nikolai's footstep catching up to mine and he walks beside me in silence. We head back to the hotel and I was feeling the sudden need to kill someone. We walk inside the tall building and then inside the elevator. 

"I'm going out again", I turn to a curious Nikolai, "I need to kill someone". 

"Who is going to be your victim this time bloody dagger?", he asks with a smirk. 

"Whoever pisses me off first", I say and then walk out of the opened elevator doors. 

I unlock my hotel room door and walk to my bedroom. I clean my dagger that I had used earlier and put it back on my thigh. I reapply my lipstick and ruffle my hair up a little bit. I grab my phone and search up where the nearest club is, The Marquee is one that catches my eye and I decide that I will go there. I leave my hotel room and make my way towards the night club.

I skip the long line to the club and head directly towards the bouncer. He looks down to me and rolls his eyes, "Sorry Miss but you are going to have to wait in line like everyone else". 

I groan and then show him my wrist exposing the snake tattoo - the Russian Mafia symbol. His eyes fill up with fear and moves immediately out of the way letting me into the club. A smirk pulls at my lips as I hear the protests of the others waiting in line. I walk past him and I can hear him muttering an apology. As soon as I enter the building I am confronted with the smell of sweat and smoke. I look around the club and watch each sweaty body grind on each other on the crowded dance floor. I sit down at the bar and order a gin and tonic. I can feel some eyes on me but I ignore them. 

With my drink in hand, I turn my body around and observe the crowd trying to find the poor soul that will be the new addition to my kill list. My attention is draw to the upper level where there is a group of men standing up at what I assume is the VIP area. I want to get up there. Suddenly a man stands in front of me. 

"Hello Miss Hart, I was asked to escort you to the VIP area", he says. Damn, my manifestation skills are popping off right now. 

"And who asked you to do this?", I ask him in a demanding tone. 

"Elijah Moratti", he replies. 

 Elijah Moratti, the leader of the American Mafia. Known to be ruthless and cold hearted. In reality he is a big softy. He was unable to have any kids and many times taken me under his wing. I sometimes think that he thinks of me as a daughter. 

I look back to the boy in front of me, "Take me to him", I order. 

He nods and walks away. I quickly finish my drink in one gulp and follow closely behind. I walk up the stairs and the man opens the door for me allowing me to enter. I look around to see a group of men sitting around a table playing a game of cards. There are stacks of cash and weapons on the table. Don't be mistaken, this isn't your normal type of poker, where you only wager your money. In the underworld, our games of poker are more high risk and therefore higher wagers, people, drugs, empires, you name it. 

"How nice of you to join us Viola", a voice says. 

I look over to the noise and see Elijah sitting at the table cards in hand. The men around the table look over to me. I look over the men sitting down to see if I recognise any of them. I am met with a pair of brown eyes that make my heart stop for a second. Alejandro Morales, my father, is sitting there taking a drink from his cup while looking down at his cards. I feel the anger rise up in me and I go to grab my dagger and stick it in his throat right then and there but I stop myself. I am brought out of my trance by another deep voice, one that makes the hair on the back of my neck rise.