Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: A parte e insieme

Magdalene took a step back shaking her head.

"Do it, girl," I said softly.

"But—"

"Do it," I ordered.

She took the gun from my hand and pointed it at me; her hand was shaking and sweat quickly formed on her forehead and around her mouth.

"I'm in a constant state of danger, powerful people would pay trillions to remove my husband and I from the game; sometimes you'll have to point a gun at humans who are at the top of the food chain and I'm going to teach you how to get rid of the wobbly legs," I stood up and took the gun from her hand "sit down, sweetheart." Sofía smiled at me and I chuckled looking down at the gun in my hands "How many of you are orphans or have been abused by family?" When I gazed up more than half of the girls had one hand up "me too; I was created for someone."

"Why did you stay with him if you're so strong?" One of them interrupted.

"The same reason I throw knives at people," I sheathed the gun "danger is addictive," I said and some chuckled "now," I looked at Sofía and she handed me a black binder "let's cut to the chase," I cleared my throat "you've been chosen because you have special talents, ones that can be considered lethal, you might be called monsters, murderess and other names; your partners might find you too dominant and impossible to be with but I say we are all princesses of death and what's wrong with a little bit of darkness?" A smirk appeared on my lips "some girls like to play with makeup and we like to play with bullets, some girls like safe outcomes like cum on their tits but we love a load deep in our cunts," this time they laughed "I've been searching for women like you since I have use of memory, women I can relate to, women who won't wince at the sight of a sharp knife," I looked at every single one of them "this is a dictatorship but also a sisterhood," I chuckled. "My official name is Arabella DiStefano but behind the shadows I am Athena."

•Apollo DiStefano•

"Hi baby," I smiled as I picked up my son "where is mamma?"

Napoleon cupped my face giggling "Daddy."

"Yes, baby," I pecked his temple "let's go find your—" I saw Arabella exiting our bedroom as she wore a black latex dress. Always looking so fucking sexy "Princess, hi."