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Darkness draped the city like a cloak, casting shadows that danced across the streets of Two Shadows. In the heart of this urban jungle, where power and influence dictated the ebb and flow of life, two names reigned supreme: Hazel Valance and Nathaniel Michaelson.
As the clock struck midnight, signaling the transition from dusk to dawn, a chill wind whispered through the alleyways, carrying with it the promise of danger and deceit. In a dimly lit warehouse on the outskirts of the city, Hazel Valance stood amidst towering stacks of crates, her gaze steely and unwavering.
She was the current Boss of the Two Sword Mafia, her ascension to power marked by her father's untimely demise. The loss still weighed heavily on her heart, a wound that refused to heal, and yet, she bore the mantle of leadership with a determination that belied her grief.
But as she surveyed the warehouse, her thoughts turned to the man who stood as her greatest adversary: Nathaniel Michaelson, scion of the rival Michaelson crime family. Theirs was a rivalry steeped in bloodshed and betrayal, a feud that had spanned generations and defined the landscape of Two Shadows.
With each passing day, tensions between the Valance and Michaelson factions grew, fueled by greed and ambition. Nathaniel's thirst for power knew no bounds, his influence spreading like a cancer through the city streets.
And yet, despite their bitter enmity, there was a palpable sense of respect between them, a recognition of the other's strength and cunning. For Hazel knew that in Nathaniel, she faced a foe worthy of her mettle, a challenge that would test her resolve to its very limits.
But as she prepared to confront the looming threat of Nathaniel Michaelson, a nagging doubt gnawed at the edges of her mind. What if he had anticipated her every move? What if he had already set into motion a plan to destroy her and everything she held dear?
With a shake of her head, Hazel banished the doubts from her mind. She was Hazel Valance, the Boss of the Two Sword Mafia, and she would not cower in the face of adversity. With Iris Martin, her trusted confidante, by her side, she would confront Nathaniel head-on and emerge victorious, no matter the cost.
For in the dark heart of Two Shadows, where alliances were forged and broken with the turn of a blade, only the strong survived. And Hazel Valance was determined to prove that she was the strongest of them all.
"In 'The Urge to Kill Him in Your Eyes,' delve into the ruthless world of Mafia power struggles as Hazel Valance and Nathaniel Michaelson, bitter enemies, vie for dominance. When Hazel ascends to the throne following her father's demise, the stakes are higher than ever, igniting a dangerous game of deceit, betrayal, and the insatiable urge for revenge."
Step into the shadowy realm of "The Urge to Kill Him in Your Eyes," a gripping novel where the intricate power dynamics of the Mafia collide with personal vendettas and ambitions. In this unforgiving world, Hazel Valance and Nathaniel Michaelson stand as formidable adversaries, their animosity fueled by years of rivalry and bloodshed.
As the narrative unfolds, Hazel finds herself thrust into the spotlight, inheriting the throne of her family's criminal empire after her father's untimely demise. With this newfound power comes a heightened sense of vulnerability, as she navigates treacherous alliances and deadly betrayals.
Meanwhile, Nathaniel lurks in the shadows, his thirst for revenge simmering beneath a facade of charm and cunning. Determined to reclaim what he believes is rightfully his, he plots his ascent to dominance, weaving a web of deceit and manipulation that threatens to engulf them both.
Against the backdrop of a city steeped in corruption and intrigue, Hazel and Nathaniel's battle for supremacy unfolds with electrifying intensity. As the lines between friend and foe blur, and loyalties are tested, readers are drawn into a heart-pounding tale of ambition, sacrifice, and the inexorable urge for retribution.
The shrill ring of the phone shattered the silence of the room, jolting me from my thoughts. My heart sank as I heard the tremble in my mother's voice, a stark contrast to the strength she had always exuded. She, who was feared by even the most powerful in the underworld, now sobbed uncontrollably. My friend Iris Martin, a trusted ally in our dealings, stood beside me as we finalized a deal for 500 new guns.
Her urgent plea to return home cut through the air like a knife. Hastening back to the mansion, dread coiled in my stomach. Upon my arrival, the grandeur of the estate was overshadowed by the sight that greeted me—a scene of horror etched in blood. My father, the formidable Boss of the Two Sword Mafia, lay lifeless, a crimson pool spreading beneath him. He, who had taught me everything I knew shooting, killing ,scheming, doing business, gave me a good eyes for weapons and he, who had shielded me from the darkness of our world, now lay cold and still.
My mother's anguished cries tore at my soul as she wept over his motionless form. His chest, once a symbol of strength and authority, now bore the stain of betrayal—a betrayal that demanded justice. With fury coursing through my veins, I demanded answers from the throng of men in black surrounding him. But silence met my inquiries, stoking the flames of my wrath.
It was my mother who, amidst her tears, uttered the name that sent shockwaves through my being: Nathaniel Michaelson. The Michaelsons, our long-standing rivals in the underworld, had never dared such a brazen act. Yet now, Nathaniel stood accused of my father's murder, a crime that shattered the fragile peace between our families.
As my mother implored me to avenge my father's death, her voice trembled with grief and resolve. Though she abhorred violence, she understood the gravity of our situation. With her unwavering support, I made a solemn vow to bring Nathaniel Michaelson to justice, no matter the cost.
In the days that followed, I delved into the shadows of our world, determined to uncover the truth behind my father's assassination. Every lead, every whispered rumor, brought me closer to the man responsible. Yet with each revelation, I realized the magnitude of the task ahead—the formidable adversary I would face, the treachery that lurked in every corner.
But I would not falter. With Iris by my side and my father's memory as my guide, I embarked on a journey of vengeance—a journey that would test my strength, my courage, and my very soul. For in my eyes burned the unyielding urge to bring Nathaniel Michaelson to justice, and nothing would stand in my . My promise to my mother would stand at the end no matter what. I will never fail my father as his daughter he called me his world and I will burn down the whole world just to avenge him.
"At the Michelson Mansion, the recent assassination of the boss of Two Shadows has created an opportunity to strike. Consulting with my right-hand man, Neil Morrison, I learned that Hazel Valance, the only daughter, was declared heir to the throne two years prior. Being the first female boss of the Two Shadow Mafia piqued my interest. Neil informed me that her appearance remained a mystery, a consequence of her overprotective father. Despite the danger posed by this unidentified adversary, my primary concern remains the safety of my family, the very reason I entered this dark world three years ago. The memory of my father's pitiful death to cancer, mocked annually by rival Mafias, fuels my ambition to become the most powerful figure in the underworld. With Drake Valance out of the picture, my focus now shifts to his daughters. I anticipate a worthy challenge in facing Hazel Valance, whose downfall will solidify my reign as the most feared individual in this blood-stained World.
Chapter 03: "Rise of the Queen: A Throne Ascended"?
"I might be a daddy's princess, but I am no soft-hearted and weak princess. I certainly don't need a prince to be a princess. I was a princess because my dad was the king, and now I am a queen because I've inherited my father's empire. Today, I ascend to my father's throne, the same seat he once he occupied, and his predecessors before him. His empire has grown, and now it falls to me to take it to greater heights. As I sit on the throne, I feel the weight of unfulfilled dreams, wishing my father could crown me himself and I could witness his proud smile. But his absence, caused by one man, fills me with determination to avenge his demise. At a distance, I saw my mother tears in her eyes, some with pride and others with sorrow which came after the loss of her husband. Beside her stands, Iris who vowed to be my right hand. Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, mostly distant relatives and smaller alleged Mafia members, a young man steps forward with a humiliating marriage proposal and speaks disrespectfully of my father. I ascended down from my throne toward the man and sarcastically accepted his proposal .Seeing him confused gave me peace, amusement, and joy. Suppressing the urge for immediate retaliation, I silently signaled Iris to prepare my gun and, I shot him between his eyes right in the middle at the perfect time , which caused an uproar in the crowd. With a warning that betrayal will not be tolerated, I exit the hall with my mother and Iris by my side. The next day, I receive vows of loyalty from the smaller Mafia, and as Iris enters my study, I give her a satisfied smile, saying, 'Let the game begin.'"
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