Chapter 241 - be my bish (1/2)
”Which Italian mob is it?” Seraphina keeps recalling the people that approached her before the heart-wrenching incident between her and Dragon. Keeping his mouth tight-lipped, Seraphina continue her instigation.
”Palermo? Romano? Moretti? Who?”
For some reason, despite her intimidating aura, Wesley We let out a chuckle as if he found her guesses a no brainer and a mere joke. Squinting her eyes, she pulled the handgun clipped behind her then used it to guide Wesley's chin to meet her gaze.
”Funny? Well if I pull this trigger and blast your head to bits -- that is what I see funny.” Seraphina scoffs with a lingering danger on her voice and tone.
”Miss, my apologies pfft-- I, I just you know, why would you burden yourself in these types of dangers?” Wesley held his laughter trying to speak his comments to the dauntless beauty holding a gun in front of him. He continued,
”I'll tell you because you are so beautiful and I don't want you to put it on waste -- Luciano and Dragon… they are walking corpse. Tell that to whichever your boss.” In Wesley We's mind, Seraphina might probably a hired assassin or just a button man in either Luciano or Dragon.
Even so, since Seraphina was too dauntless despite her beautiful demeanor, also a woman who might probably thinks that she could make it big in the underworld -- he would gift her with a piece of obvious information out of kindness.
”I see.” Seraphina nods in understanding. Wesley thought that she finally understood her place which made him grin in triumph.
”How disappointing -- indeed, women are too fragile. Why not be my b*tch? I can treat you nice.” he ridiculed, belittling her gender and the soft gentle nature of women.
Alas, just as he relaxed his tensed shoulder, his ears were deafened by a sudden smack she made. Seraphina unrestrainedly hit his jaw making him spit blood and lose his tooth in an instant. The force of her strike was doubled by the assistance of the hard handle of her handgun.
”Instead of being your b*tch, why not be mine?” Seraphina then kicks the other side of his jaw making him turn his head to the direction as well. Wesley We hadn't recovered from her first strike yet, she kicked him again which almost made him pass out.
”Interested in my offer? My ways are more fun than yours… that I'm sure off.” Seraphina wickedly grins as if she found the missing piece to kill her time.
Forcefully grabbing his jaw, Seraphina continues ”Do you know that one of my holy commandments says; one shall not underestimate a person's gender and race? This underworld fiasco about men's honor and big egos are quite baffling in a way -- you should have known that in this hell, no one reigns as everyone was bound to suffer, in the clean burning flames of our greed and sins.” She then pushed his bleeding chin as if it was the most disgusting thing she touched.