The Mafia Villainess

The thunder trembled outside and lightings danced on the sky dressed in grey clouds. The lights were off in the massive mansion. It was raining cats and dogs leaving the streets with no single human or animal. The curtains flustered furiously as the wind swept through the room. A lighting struck outside reviewing a silhouette of a woman. There she sat, on her elegent leather seat in her home office, covered in candle light. She held a glass of wine in her hand while slowly and gently swirling it. knock knock knock three little knocks came from the door. "Come in" Malika answered. A young man in his middle twenties entered the room. He stood infront of Malika holding a file in his hands. "Yes, secretary Mike?" Mike quickly opened it and explained, "I gathered the information on the Draven family as you permitted ma'am." "And what is it that you have found?" Malika asked then took a small sip from the wine glass in her hand. "The Draven families were nobodies until last year. They owned a small industry that was processing fish brought from local fisheries. They also acted as suppliers to different five-star hotels. Until last year. The family has two sons, a year old apart. They both graduated two years ago at the University of Business and Finance. Not long after did they take over their fathers business. They extended the business overseas and soon after diverted to our business. They won over a multiple deals from different companies overseas and within gradually climbing to the top within a year." The secretary finished. "So that little achievement of theirs has made them to be arrogant, huh. Is there any recent news?" She asked as she stood up and went to the window. She leaned against the window frame while staring deep in the rain. She was plotting something.... "Sources says that there is a big deal from overseas. An oil industry is trying to sign an agreement with a company as their supply in our country. The deal comes with a profit of twenty billion dollars plus commission." "ooh" now she looked interested. She turned her head to Mike. Twenty billion dollars wasn't big money for Malika but she definitely knew it was important for the the Dravens. Since the Dravens wanted to be above her so much, she finally got a chance to show them what a true Mafia villainess is. "Find me the list of companies that are also fighting for the same deal. The Dravens need to know what I can do." She turned back to the window. A smile lined up on her face. Not a sweet innocent one. An evil smile speaking out loud than words. Mike knew what that meant. He knew that the Dravens had woken up a sleeping lioness. She was plotting something so dangerous, more dangerous than just snatching the deal from them. ******* The Draven brothers, Damian Draven and Devi Draven had just risen to power. They were already a second elite family in the country in a year after taking the mafia path. They publicly told the world that they want to beat Malika. They wanted to get the throne that everybody said was impossible to claim from the villainess. "Watch us take her empire down. We will show the villainess what great kings are" Damian said boldly and proudly to the press on an interview. Little did they know who they had offended. Devi Draven was the oldest Son. He was 30 years old and had just graduated with a PHD together with his brother. He was a young handsome man, with black hair, blue eyes, a masculine body and six feet four inches tall. He was a proud man and always wore a serious face. Many called him the war machine because of his cold behavior and grumpy attitude during business. Devi was a man of elegance, dominion and had a very dangerous aura around him. His posture, his walk, his voice and everything of him screamed power and wealth. He was one desired man. While on the other hand, his younger brother was the opposite. Damian Draven was also a handsome man with brown hair, blue eyes, a masculine body but not like his brothers and he was six feet one inch tall, making him slightly shorter than his elder brother. Damian loved car racing and partying unlike his workaholic brother. He was a free spirit and loved laughing and smiling. But when it came to working, his aura was as dangerous as his brothers. Damian was one proud man but easy to fool and manipulate. He was the easiest target among the brothers and the first target for Malika's game. ****** "Secretary Mike, get me every information about Damian Draven. His habits, his schedule, everything. I will need it by the end of this week." "Yes ma'am." "Since they wanna play a game with me, I will let them. But they shall know who the winner is at the end of everything, because I never lose." Malika took another sip of her wine. "Let the game begin" she said with a smirk on her face