Chapter 1 - P, The Lady Boss

...Havu, the Silver Snake Clan....

...The big family's symbol with a silver snake coiled around two red roses....

...A symbol of prosperity, faith, and power. ...

...Who deserves the silver coin?...

...Who deserves the Havu's relic?...

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Dark, abandoned warehouse. A stunning blonde, hair laid down her back walking in catwalks with her favorite red-Jordan sneakers towards the entrance, and three bodyguards following behind her.

"There!.. There!.. The Lady Boss" was greeted by a low and toneless man's voice.

She clenches her fists, inside, she is burning with rage, but instead of showing her anger, "What a coward, to only show up in front of a woman" sneering at the buffed, bald guy who wears black and full tattoos on his right arm. He has plenty of guards by his side, ready to attack at any time.

"Return the disk or I'll break your neck" her lips lifted upward, making the man pissed off.

The bald twists his face in a mocking laugh and slaps his knee like she's been giving the most ridiculous shit speech that tickles his stomach.

"Ckckck... What a sly little punk" he bends his knees, a pose to begin a fight, "Let's dance, my dear"

The woman grins, "Tch. Underestimating a woman, are you?" as if she's been waiting to kick some asses for ages.

A 28-years-old mafia leader. Fights, knives, guns, big guys especially, have never turned her down.

She cracks her neck, stretching her hands straight and making her fingers pop. There's a huge snake tattoo on her back when she takes off her black leather jacket.

...The snake on her back represents fertility and a creative life force. ...

The lady boss throws it into the air and it lands right onto the egg-head mafia, her enemy. That man grunts as he repels it away.

She is never afraid, and now, she's ready to leave bloodstains on her white tank top. She moves her fingers, smiling mischievously at the opponent.

They call her The Lady Boss, the vile, toughest, and strongest mafia in this town. A woman who fights for her clan in this dangerous world, but yet it is an easy world for her to rule. You might be wondering why she ended up choosing that path.

Yep, why?

The floors are filled with fights and drops of blood, between P's guards versus his and P versus the adult boboho. The guy had been beaten down to the ground, which means P will win her pride as usual.

"You fuckin messin with the angel skull, my dear" he gave a sinister smile, showing her red bloody teeth on display before passing out.

She laid his opponent low with a single punch, "Know your place!" giving a final kick, and the bald faints.

She pants for breaths, wiping the blood that trickles from her nose, and collapses onto the floor, "Hahhhhh" closing her eyes with a satisfied smile across her face. She tilted her head to the knocked-out guys one more time, as a double-check.

This is not a cute romance drama. No, don't you dare to think that way. P hates anything that smells romance.

To tell you the truth, this is just a heroic story of Brianna Patricia Havu, the lady boss, queen of the city who fights to preserve her clan.

But who knows? She used to be a loser...

Eleven years ago, approximately.

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TING TONG TENG TONG

Beatrice Patricia H. was my name. Father used to tell me my name is pretty unique, Beatrice means voyager (through life); blessed, and Patricia means noble. He taught me how to be grateful, though he is also a dangerous man with life at risk.

I... was just a girl who walks with nobody, you can call me the regular school girl, but, no, I wasn't. I was always being asked to do something by some female students. As their slave, sure enough, they treated me lower than that.

I was just scared, though I was being "bullied", I never plan to tell my father. Definitely will cause lots of problems, I refrained from doing such things or my father will be a mad man involved in my high school life. Nobody knew, what my father do. Even, I was never proud that my father is one of them.

I sat down on my desk, could finally be seated down peacefully after some bread deliveries. I sighed deeply with eyes staring at the stratus clouds moving in slow motion from the window. Besides my pathetic school life, there was a foreign guy who caught my attention, always.

Ezekiel Han, or Ez to shorten his name.

...Someone I had a crush on since middle school, something I regret so much until now. Ez was just a good-looking ***-hole who spits sweets from his mouth, and I doubtlessly fell for it. ...

That day, I remember well, Mina leaned over to catch my sight, knew I was looking at Ezekiel.

"Patty, when is your birthday?"

...That's when I make the biggest mistake in my whole life....

"26 December"

A smile of satisfaction appeared from Mina's face, followed by her three followers behind.

Mina Cohen, just seventeen. The queen bee, the best-looking girl in this class, and three of her girlfriends, which definitely in the top five. And I was that girl who doesn't know why I had always been a target.

Ezekiel twisted his body, he gave a warm and friendly smile whenever we hit eye contact. I adjusted my glasses, then lowered my head to read my favorite manga. I was just shy, and my heart beats too fast.

Ezekiel Han was just totally my type; tall, fair, good at sports, handsome, dreamy, like a manga character. Gosh...

The main reason why I still come to school.

...Pathetic, yes, I was. ...

On my birthday, the day that changed my life.

"Riri!"

The night air smelled of honeysuckle and pulsed with the sound of crickets. It was dark, the moon shines too bright in the sky, sharing its light with the world. I gazed up the sky, holding a birthday present from my father. I squeezed the box on my chest, so happy that my father finally came to visit after a long time.

"Riri!"

I sighed, "Yes, mother!" was so tired, but she kept on yelling my name from the first floor, "HEY! PATRICIA!"

I rolled my eyes and rose from the bed, I was about to twist the doorknob, mother suddenly said, "Your classmate is waiting for you!"

"Urghhh! Mom!" I grunted irritably, was thinking who would like to meet me at this late? I don't even have a single friend at school.

Puzzled, I started to rush down the stairs when mother reached the kitchen.

"Who-" I pulled the door without thinking much and found Ezekiel been standing in front of me, I was too surprised so I got a hiccough. I quickly slammed the door close, "Mother-uhuk, why--- huk- didn't you-- uhuk- tell me it was Ez?" struggled to speak.

"How can I fucking know it?" she said with eyes rolled, then continued cooking.

I was so nervous, took a quick look at my weird outfits. My heartbeat was stronger, I wasn't able to think clearly, I started to get panic.

But...

A set of ONE PEACE hoodies is ridiculous!

He might spit on my face if I go out with him like this, I thought to myself.

I quickly climbed and arrived breathless at the top of the stairs.

"I'm changing my outfits!"

I finally got myself dressed normally, my heart pounding harder and harder as I moved towards the door. When I glanced at him, he was eyeing me, a cute smile twisting his lips. He looked stylish even though he was just wearing a plain blue t-shirt and black knee-length jeans.

"Can we talk, Patricia?"

I nodded slowly, my heart was racing.

"Should we go for a walk?"

I glanced at the clock above the mirror near the stairs, nine-fifteen.

"S-sure!"

We walked around the district late at night. We didn't talk much but kept on smiling at each other.

I cleared my throat and cocked my head to catch Ezekiel's eyes. I'll start a conversation, I made my choice.

"Hey, Ezekiel... I-I-" I began.

A slow smile worked its way across his face and into his eyes when I lifted my head and we hit eye contact. I swiftly turned away, tilting my glasses. Suddenly, when I lowered my gaze towards the street, I realized my yellow sandals. My eyes grew large noticing the Pikachu rubber dolls on the straps, I am a **** up.

"Are you okay?" Ezekiel stroked my head and it made me flinch. My cheeks were suddenly kissed pink as a summer rose, the blooming color painted against my freckled skin.

I shook my head slowly, "I-I'm fine" stuttered, "Let's go"

I first thought it was only a dream that Ezekiel came up standing in front of my house. I'd been dreaming about going out with him.

...I didn't know.... that was the beginning of my devastation....

The night was the most beautiful art, alive with a song for the eyes. At times I felt as if I could feel it vibrating somehow, whispering in a way the ears cannot hear. The night became special with Ezekiel. Someone impossible is now walking by my side, I could watch him from this close, such a blessing on my birthday.

We sat down on a wooden bench, at the park of the complex. Ezekiel gazed up to the sky, enjoying the natural black hugs of the moon like a newborn. He smiled, then he tilted his head towards me.

At first, it was awkward but Ezekiel started speaking to me casually, we talked about teachers and colleges we are going to take. I felt comfortable, I was so happy that we could finally talk to each other.

Suddenly...

Ezekiel leaned over, "Can I kiss you?" his whisper was calm, I was surprised when I glanced up and met his eyes. My heart pounded with excitement. I looked away and nodded timidly.

His warm lips touched mine. I closed my eyes and we still kiss, it's weird having a first kiss, my emotions run wild, but I feel different... I feel romantic...

"Patricia" he slid his hand touching mine on the bench. My body turned stiff, my blood racing, still surprised by what happened seconds ago.

"Will you be my girl?" he said with a kind, sincere smile on his face. Ezekiel lifted his hand, proposes with a pinky promise, "I promise I'll protect you"

...And you know? My crush asked me out that day, on my birthday....

Who knows?

I was just stupid. I tried my best to keep Ezekiel by my side. He was kind, so I did everything he wanted, even... I risked everything I had for him.

...I regret it my whole life......

That day, he brought me to his bedroom for the first time. We kissed like crazy, he was so addictive. Ezekiel touched the skin under my shirt, ventured up until he did convince me.

...A week after he asked me out. Ezekiel brought me to dinner, to celebrate our first stupid weekly anniversary and belated new year together. ...

"Let's break up"

I was too shocked to speak, I looked into Ezekiel's eyes, hoping that I heard them wrong.

"It was just a dare" he spoke as he scratched the back of his head, but he was smiling.

HE WAS FUCKING SMILING!!

"D-dare?" I didn't get it but still hope that the break-up thing was either just a joke or I heard it wrong.

Suddenly, the cafe lights off. There's a projector on the stage, playing the scene of Ezekiel standing in front of my house to ask me out a week ago. Last but not least, a picture of us kissing at the park. The flashlight directed me, switching the customers' sight towards me.

I was speechless...

My heart broke into pieces, my body trembled and chilled. I hope this is just a dream, I'll pinch myself and wake up, is that how it works?

Please...

Help...

Wake up...

I am scared...

"Is-is that really...??" my mind was tangled, I grumbled as I caught his sight up.

Mina, Roo, Yoona, Olivia, and some guys from our class appeared from the side of the stage, singing "TRUTH OR DARE TRUTH OR DARE" with tambourines. Other visitors were just watching, giving me a disgusted look, some of them laughs like it was some kind of sitcom show or something.

Ezekiel didn't say anything. I was too sad and shy to lift my head. I squeezed my skirt, holding my tears, it was so painful inside. Like I'd been stabbed several times in the chest. I stood up abruptly making the table budge a few inches, quickly grabbed my bag, and run away.

"Wait" Ezekiel tried to stop me from running away, but I just did.

I came home with tears and snots on my face. I shut my bedroom door for weeks. Refuse to eat or to go to school.

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...Snake is also interpreted as a symbol of rebirth, change, transformation, or healing....

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...The girl they called Patty finally quit the school....

...I tried my best to remove the sharp flints as I went. I still feel pain, so much raw pain, but I can't be broken anymore. You did your worst, but I am still here, shining the lightest in the darkness....

...I then decided to change my name and goes on....

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