The Untouchables

9. Women, Queens of Hell (2)

Another gun gets loaded. When I open my eyes, I see Hernandez's weapon pressed against Quintero's head.

"Here's a reason to let her live," Diego says.

Navarro pulls out his gun and aims at Hernandez. "I never liked you anyway," he says, grinning.

I'm not fucked, they are. But I keep being careful and calculate every next move.

I lean back on my chair, crossing my legs and resting my arms on the arms of the seat. "If it wasn't for me, you'd be fighting a war now. As all the people in this mansion, I can both be helpful or be hurtful to your businesses. For now, I've been mostly helpful. If you let me live, I'll be constantly working as a mediator under your control. I'll make sure that everyone respects their pacts with the lords and I'll be the one that comes in peace to make you all communicate without having to take excessive risks or measures to push each other."

My offer seems to appeal to some of the bosses' friends that nod and murmur to their little groups.

Quintero puts his gun down and so do Navarro and Hernandez, even if Diego hesitates.

"A woman that brings peace? Is this a bad joke?" someone asks among the crowd.

"Women can't have the power," Quintero says, staring into my eyes, his jaw clenched.

"One way or another, we always win," I say, and I finally feel powerful. It's been a while since I've felt like I could crush a man under my heels, and I'm fucking glad the time came right now with this asshole.

"Really?" Carlos asks, trying his best to sound brilliant. But he's just a miserable ant in a group of others that will choose the Queen over a King. "Before Eve, Adam had another woman. Her name became Lilith when she was sent to hell by God, after she refused to satisfy his man."

"That name was given by the Devil, when she married him. Now God can kiss her ass."

Navarro bursts out laughing. Diego holds himself, but I spot the corners of his mouth twitching up. I wink at him and he finally smiles. That's just the only beauty of the world that I really wanted to see today.

"Congratulations, you conquered Hell through your pussy." Quintero tries to attack me again. "But the world is still of men."

I'm tired of his shit. Quintero can't raise a finger on me anymore, and I won't waste my time listening to him. "Where do you think you'll wake up when you die? The eternity of your afterlife will be under women's command," I say, and my voice sounds deeper and more authoritative than ever.

I stretch my hand to Quintero. "So? Are you waiting to get fucked by your own people because of a woman, or are you going to accept the accord?"