The Kings of Crime

Chapter I “East Zone Complex”4:00 am, in a nightclub in São Paulo.The bloody bodies lying on the cold floor were covered in a morbid gloom caused by the low light in the place. It was difficult to identify the victims of that massacre. The sounds of gunshots had been muffled by the loud music playing throughout the room.Strangely a funk talking about a dance.“Throw that trash anywhere”Said the fat man with gray hair. The exorbitantly expensive-looking black suit was impeccable without a single speck of blood or dirt. The dark eyes were cold, exuding a certain brutality. His calm voice had an imperative tone. He took long drags on the Cuban cigar, letting the smoke rise ghostly.”Gabriela... I hope you learned from what happened that night.Men in dark clothes, with hoods covering their faces carrying pistols and rifles in their hands were standing right behind the man who seemed to be the boss. Some others, of the same men, threw the lifeless bodies on the floor out of the night

“Girls usually dream of living in a castle and being real princesses. Wait in the highest tower for your prince charming who will be: Handsome, rich and romantic and will face any obstacle for her. The two will fall madly in love at first sight. The princess's first kiss will be on a full moon night under a veil of stars. They would flee with a white horse to a simple but loving house in an enchanted forest. The first night of love would be bathed in love with red roses lining the bed.It's incredible that the kissing stage hasn't even happened yet with me, and I'm hot as hell. I'm eighteen years old and I still haven't kissed a man, not even a single kiss. I know that any guy would pay millions just to touch my mouth with his thumbs and brush his mouth against mine, after all I'm the most popular girl in college, I'm a Tiktoker with a hundred thousand followers. However, my life is not easy! I have the palace, which by the way is a beautiful house, even in the favela it is a mansion

Break time came, Gabriela watched her friends get up, but remained in the classroom. I looked out the window and saw the trees in the distance.It was already at the end of the year and I would soon be in the last period of the Marketing course. At the end of the year, classes traveled to celebrate the next year of college. Rosângela's group would go to Porto das Galinhas, but Marcel had made it very clear that he would not allow his cousin to go.Ketyellen's group would go to Fiz do Iguaçu. Gabriela's group would go to Porto Seguro. She very much doubted that her father would allow her to go, and if by some miracle he did, she would have to take that idiot who had become her shadow, walk up and down with that superb fellow with her. He wouldn't be able to have fun. The idea of maybe flirting with some guys or even finding a boyfriend on the sly was out of the question. He sighed, giving up dreaming about this trip.“A princess cannot even visit some other distant kingdom without v

“The day seems like an eternity when you're trapped in the clutches of a terrifying psychopathic killer. This is just the first of many days to come. The idea that I lost the game never leaves my head. The idea of the protagonist putting an end to things sucks, but I don't know if I can take it any longer. It’s torturous to be by his side, not just because Souza exudes this demonic aura.”The silence inside the van for Gabriela, who liked excitement and music, was torturous. For Souza, who appreciated silence, it was pleasant. They hadn't spoken to each other since the blonde's classes ended. She was nervous. He had embarrassed her in addition to humiliating Pedro, who was one of her many admirers. If every time a man was about to declare himself the killer he suddenly appeared and subjected them to that treatment, she would no longer have a fan club. “I’m going to die a virgin and without ever having kissed!” She thought dazedly. Marcel should have appointed someone less crazy to be

His cousin was the only one he had warm feelings for. Love was the feeling that occupied his mind and heart when referring to Rosângela. If there was anyone in the world who could tame him, it was her. He obviously didn't allow that, it was a fact he kept to himself, but he knew that if Rosângela asked him to jump off a cliff he would do it. She was his weak point.“Marcel isn't mad at me?”he asked, touching him on the arm, asking for attention.“No! I just can't wait any longer, we've been in this rain and it hasn't gotten wet for two years” He looked into the distance, if he looked at the beautiful face of the woman close to him he would be able to take her for himself” I wonder how much longer I will have to wait to have you Rosângela?“Just wait a little longer!” Rosângela had to be firm in her decisions if she wanted to remain at the side of a man like him.“Rosângela, I don't know if...” he stopped speaking when he heard the noise of his cell phone. He sighed, irritated at h