THE DEVIL HERSELF

Scarlet sauntered back into her room, a dark smirk spreading across her face as memories of the past flooded her mind. She had been 16 years old, colder than the devil himself, when she discovered the brutal truth about Smith's actions. He had slaughtered the triplets' family, yet still had the audacity to claim he loved them. Scarlet had threatened to expose him to the girls, but Smith had silenced her by drugging her and erasing her memories. Or so he thought. In reality, Scarlet's memories had remained intact, hidden away like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. And now, she was ready to unleash her wrath upon Smith.

As she changed into a sleek black outfit, her private investigator, Jack, called with an update. "Scarlet, I've dug up some information. Smith has a hand in the Hunters Clan, but I'm not sure how yet. I'll keep digging to find out more." Scarlet's eyes darkened, her grip on the phone tightening. "Keep me posted, Jack. I want to know everything."

She ended the call, her mind racing with possibilities. Smith's involvement with the Hunters Clan was a game-changer. She had to be careful, strategic in her approach. But one thing was certain - Smith's end was coming soon. With a calculated calm, Scarlet slipped on her leather jacket and headed out into the night, ready to face her enemy head-on. The city lights blurred together as she drove, her thoughts consumed by the past and the vengeance she sought. Flashback...

16-year-old Scarlet stood in the shadows, her eyes fixed on Smith as he cuddled with the triplets. She had discovered his dark secret, and her cold, calculating mind was already plotting her next move.

"You're a monster, Smith," she hissed, her voice low and menacing. "And I'll make sure the girls know the truth."

Smith's eyes narrowed, his face twisting with anger. "You'll never tell them, Scarlet. I'll make sure of it."

And with that, he had drugged her, erasing her memories. Or so he thought.

End of flashback...

Scarlet's eyes snapped back into focus, her gaze fixed on the road ahead. She knew she had to be careful, that Smith would stop at nothing to keep his secrets buried. But Scarlet was no longer the naive 16-year-old he had underestimated. She was a force to be reckoned with, and she would bring him down, no matter the cost.

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Scarlet's sleek black car glided into the club's parking lot, the bass thumping music and flashing lights illuminating the night. She stepped out, her long legs strutting confidently in her high heels, her eyes scanning the crowded room like a predator searching for prey.

The dim lighting and fog machines created a sultry atmosphere, and Scarlet's gaze pierced through the haze, locking onto her enemy, Johnson, dancing with a stripper. Johnson was a member of the clan until he betrayed the calm which led to the death of Chad, she hasn't be able to forgive and forget that bloody night. When Chad was shot, even the best doctors in Italy and Asia couldn't bring him back to life and she promised him Revenge and now she will get it. But it wasn't just any stripper - it was Arizona, her former friend and ally, who had betrayed her in the past.

Arizona's eyes met Scarlet's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable. Then, Arizona turned her face and walked towards Scarlet, her movements seductive and confident, her hips swaying to the music.

"Well, well, well," Scarlet purred, her voice husky and menacing. "Look what we have here. Arizona, darling, I never thought I'd see you again, especially not in a place like this."

Arizona's eyes flashed with defiance, but Scarlet could see the hint of fear lurking beneath. "Scarlet, I...I can explain."

Scarlet's laughter was like a cold breeze, sending shivers down Arizona's spine. "Oh, I'm sure you can, darling. But first, let's take care of this piece of trash." She nodded towards Johnson, who was still dancing, oblivious to the danger lurking nearby.

Arizona's eyes flicked to Johnson, and then back to Scarlet, a sly smile spreading across her face. "I think I can handle that."

Scarlet's smirk grew wider as she gave Arizona a subtle nod, indicating for her to take Johnson to the private room. "Go ahead, darling. Take him away. I'll be waiting."

As Arizona led Smith away, Scarlet's eyes scanned the club, taking in the surroundings. She noticed that the place was surrounded by her men, their presence discreet but unmistakable. She felt a sense of satisfaction and control, knowing that she had the upper hand.

With a flick of her wrist, Scarlet signaled to her men, and they moved in, closing in on the club. The music continued to play, but the atmosphere had shifted, the air thickening with anticipation and tension.

Scarlet's eyes never left Arizona and Johnson as they disappeared into the private room. She knew that this was just the beginning, that the night would end in bloodshed and revenge. And she was ready, her heart pounding with excitement and her mind focused on the task at hand.

The club's patrons were oblivious to the danger lurking nearby, too caught up in their own desires and pleasures. But Scarlet knew that it was only a matter of time before the night turned deadly, and she was ready to unleash her wrath upon her enemies.

The music pulsed on, the lights flashing like a strobe, as Scarlet's men closed in, their presence suffocating the club. The air was heavy with anticipation, the night hanging in the balance, as Scarlet waited for the perfect moment to strike. ☐☐☐ PRIVATE ROOM

Johnson sat down on the couch, his dick almost pooping out his shorts. Arizona seductively pulled down his zip, and her cold hands touched his dick sending several sensations through his body. She stroke his dick, before putting it into her mouth.

"Ahhh Fuck" he groaned, as she began to suck it like her depended on it, he couldn't keep it up any more.

"Shit"

"Gawd. I feel myself cumming" he moaned, as she increased her pace. She felt his dick swilling up inside her mouth. It's time!!!!!!!!

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She pulled out her mouth and Johnson opened his eyes at once. This was poured torture, he could feel his orgasm building up inside him and she pulled out now??

"Why did you stop?" He alittle pissed off.

"I will ask you a quick question, and the answer will determine where I will help you or not" Arizona said as she placed her hands on his dick. Driven by pleasure, he agreed. He badly wants to cum and she's killing him with this torture. "Why did you kill Chad years ago?" She asked him still stroking his dick.

"Because Lord Smith asked me to do so. He said that Chad was a distraction to Scarlet and Arizona" he answered senselessly, she angrily presses his dick harder making him groan with pleasure before a bullet passes through his forehead killing him instantly. Arizona used the wipes to wipe away his pre cum on her hand before turning to Scarlet.

"It was Smith. That old bastard!" She growled angrily.

"You are no different from them all. Betrayers!" She cursed walking away. Johnson's men came immediately after they left and met their leader dead.

"Get that stripper now, she did this" Their ordered.

Scarlet and Arizona increased their paced knowing that they were been chased but soon they were rounded.

"It began babies" Scarlet vomited deadly, cracking her fist and neck.

The gunshot echoed through the club, shattering the night's tranquility. Patrons screamed, scrambling for cover as the music screeched to a halt. Scarlet and Arizona stood tall, their eyes fixed on the men in the private lounge. Diego, Vincento, Dracula, Tyler, and Ryder charged into the club area, ready to take on the enemy.

Scarlet's eyes narrowed as she assessed the situation. The men in the private lounge were heavily armed, but she knew her team had the upper hand. Arizona stood beside her, his eyes blazing with intensity, his gun at the ready. "Take cover, Arizona," Scarlet commanded, her voice low and steady.

Arizona nodded, diving behind a nearby pillar as Scarlet took aim. She fired a precise shot, taking out the first gunman. The others returned fire, but Scarlet was a skilled marksman. She dodged and weaved, her movements fluid and deadly, taking out the enemy one by one.

Arizona joined the fray, his gun firing in perfect sync with Scarlet's. They moved in tandem, their bodies a blur as they took down the enemy. The private lounge was soon cleared, the only sound the moans of the wounded and the dying. In the club area, Diego, Vincento, Dracula, Tyler, and Ryder fought with ferocity. Diego, a skilled martial artist, took down multiple attackers with swift kicks and punches. Vincento, a master of stealth, slipped behind enemy lines, taking out foes with silent efficiency. Dracula, a towering figure with supernatural strength, crushed his opponents with ease. Tyler and Ryder, both expert marksmen, picked off enemies from a distance, their guns firing in perfect sync.

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The fight raged on, the sound of gunfire and grunts filling the air. Tables and chairs were overturned, the club's decorations shattered. The enemy was numerous, but Scarlet's team was well-trained and determined. As the battle subsided, Scarlet's team stood victorious, their chests heaving with exhaustion. Diego turned to Scarlet, a grin on his face.

"Looks like we won this round, boss," he said, his voice laced with satisfaction.

Scarlet nodded, her eyes scanning the area. "We did. But this isn't over yet. We need to find out which Clan Johnson belongs to and we need to be careful because Smith might have another Clan aside from this one." Vincento stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. "I think I can help with that, Boss. I overheard some of the them talking. They mentioned a name - 'The Shadow"." Scarlet's expression turned cold, her mind racing with possibilities. "The Shadow, huh? Well, we'll just have to find out who that is and make them pay."

The team nodded in agreement, their faces set with determination. They knew that this was far from over, that the fight for revenge and justice had only just begun.

As they stood there, ready to face whatever came next, a figure emerged from the shadows. He was tall and imposing, his face hidden behind a mask. "You're quite the formidable team," he said, his voice low and menacing. "But you're no match for The Shadow."

Scarlet's eyes narrowed, her gun at the ready. "We'll see about that."

The figure laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You're just making this too easy. But I'll give you credit - you're the first to ever get this close to The Shadow."

With that, he turned and disappeared into the night, leaving Scarlet's team to wonder what lay ahead. They knew that this was only the beginning, that the fight against The Shadow had just begun. And they were ready. Scarlet entered her car and drive out leaving everyone behind.

"Shall we? Cause Boss has left" Ryder said. While Diego kept looking at Scarlet car's direction.

"Dude!!!" Tyler called out to Diego after everyone has entered the car, he regained himself and joined them. Vee drove off with full speed not wanting to miss the torture that is about Ugo down.

A shadow appeared on ground, indicating that they were been watched. The shadow took a picture of their car, before playing the video of how they killed everyone in the club, after watching the video the shadow slowly disappeared.