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The Queens: Queen's Move

Hi, my name is Nikita Slater and I'm the International Bestselling author of The Queens series, Fire & Vice series, The Sanctuary series, Driven Hearts series and several standalone novels. I've loved the written word my entire life and am an avid reader, as well as a writer. I live, eat and breathe books and I'm always working on something new! ​ I live on the beautiful Canadian prairies with my son and crazy awesome dog. I have an unholy affinity for books (especially dark romance), wine, pets and anything chocolate. Despite some of the darker themes in my books (which are pure fun and fantasy), I am a staunch feminist and advocate of equal rights for all races, genders and non-gender specific persons. When I'm not writing, dreaming about writing or talking about writing, I love to help others discover a love of reading and writing through literacy and social work. He declared war, she accepted the challenge. Born to the mob, abused by the mob, Vee is queen in a beautiful and brutal city. She has risen up to take over her dead husband's territory. She leads her organization with cool logic, passionate loyalty and an iron will. She's the perfect woman for the job. Until one cartel refuses to bow to a woman, shattering her dreams. Now she is fighting for her right to rule. The Gentleman Butcher is a legend in the mafia for his efficient, gruesome and relentless takeovers. One woman stands in his way and he will dethrone her. A king in his own country, he will capture and tame the furiously independent beauty. He will seize her loyalty for himself and force her to submit to his rule. As they come together, this explosive couple will set fire to a city, a country and everything in their path.

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Chapter 46

Vee paced the bedroom, trying everything she could to get her mind off those horrifying images. She'd killed before. Twice to be exact… well three times now. But the other times had been in self-defence, mostly. Tony didn't count, she was ending her marriage, not conducting business. Every time she'd had to kill she'd used a gun. She hadn't tortured anyone… mostly. Hadn't taken pleasure in slicing off little pieces of them. Not the way Sotza had. He'd enjoyed every moment of his victim's pain.

She shuddered in disgust, reliving the bloody scene. She would never forget the image, it was burned into her memory. After she killed John, Sotza sent her back up to the house with one of his men, instructing him to lock Vee in the bedroom. She'd gone quietly. What else could she do? She wasn't the type to fight a losing battle. And she had felt the anger rolling off Sotza, knew he probably sent her away so he wouldn't do something irreparable to her.