《Get Out of My Car, You Parasite》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

I thought about the past month. At first, Crystal just sat quietly in the passenger seat. Things went wrong when she started posting crazy amounts of photos on social media. I froze when I saw her account. In the pictures, she leaned back on the leather seats of my Cadillac. She wore sunglasses and pouted. The caption read: #MafiaWife #NYCSocialite. Strangers praised her luck in the comments. They said she caught a rich guy. I stared at the photo. My finger hovered over the screen. I couldn't process it. This was my car. How dare she show it off like her own trophy? But I held back. I told myself she was just a vain little girl. Let it go. What really annoyed me was her open hostility. Every time I got in the car, she turned around. She looked me up and down like prey. Then she scoffed, pulled out her perfume, and sprayed it hard in my direction. "What's that smell?" she pinched her nose in disgust. "Smells cheap. Disgusting."I sat behind her, laundering millions for the fa

I took out my phone. My face was blank. I dialed the number. "Cassian," my voice was like ice. "Bring your men to my penthouse. Now."Smash! I didn't finish. The purple-haired girl lunged at me. She slapped the phone out of my hand. It hit the floor hard. The screen shattered into a spiderweb. "Who are you trying to fool?" Crystal crossed her arms. She looked down at me. "You think you can just scare me?"Her friends joined in. "She's just a freeloader. And she's calling for backup?""She just wants to extort us. A pure scam.""Cheap trash like her is only good for serving people."The filthy insults rained down. I didn't care. I stared at my broken phone. Murderous rage climbed in my chest inch by inch. Crystal seemed to gain confidence from my silence. She stepped closer. Suddenly, she grabbed me by the collar. "Oh," her eyes locked on my chest. They lit up. "What's this? Looks expensive."My heart dropped. It was an antique platinum pocket watch. I wore it on a chain around

The guy with the gun to his head totally broke.A puddle of piss seeped through his pants, dripping onto my expensive Fendi rug.But Crystal’s stupidity? Way more nauseating than the stench of piss.She stared wide-eyed at Cassian, then at me. Suddenly, she screeched."You think making up a fake name scares me?" She gripped my black card for dear life.She straightened her back, trying to keep up that pathetic arrogance."Princess of the Volkovs? What a joke! Everyone in New York knows my boyfriend, Marco, is the sole heir!"She pointed right at my nose, her voice shrill. "I am the future Donna! You're just a broke relative who can't even afford a car. You hired some extras with plastic guns to steal my spot?"Cassian didn't even bother moving the gun from piss-pants' head.He turned and looked at Crystal like she was clinically brain-dead."Heir to the Volkov Family?"Cassian actually laughed."Now that's breaking news." His voice dripped with mockery. "Our Don is currently at his pri

Marco’s death sentence was still hanging in the air when Crystal crawled up from the rug.Hand over her swollen cheek, she pointed her other hand at Marco, her voice shrill."What the hell is going on?!" she shrieked, spitting as she yelled. "What the fuck did you just say? Spared you?! What does that mean?! Marco! Explain it right now!"Marco cringed on the floor, like a dog with a broken spine.Over twenty guns were still locked on him. Red lasers danced across his sweaty forehead.He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.Cassian impatiently stepped up, jamming the gun barrel right into his temple."The Princess is listening," Cassian’s voice was sharp as a blade. "Can't answer? I'll answer for you. With your brains on the floor.""I'll tell her! I'll tell her!" Marco completely broke. Snot and tears streaming down his face, he knelt on the rug, clutching his head."I'm not the heir..." His voice shook so badly it was barely a whisper. "I'm nothing... I'm not even an Associate... I

Hearing the offer, the shivering crew exchanged a look.Nobody spoke.But the cold glint of that knife on the table wrote the answer plainly on their faces.The purple-haired girl moved first.I watched her slowly bend down. Her trembling fingers brushed against an unbroken champagne bottle on the floor."What... what are you doing?" Crystal scrambled backward, terror finally sinking in. "Amber? You wouldn't really...""Shut up!"Amber shot up, bottle raised high."If you hadn't been playing pretend Mafia Wife, we wouldn't be in this mess, you bitch!"She swung the bottle down.Smash.Crystal’s forehead split open. Blood streamed down her face, mixing with the nosebleed I’d given her earlier. A sickening crimson."Die, you selfish slut!"Amber shrieked, letting out a month's worth of resentment from being bossed around by Crystal, all in one swing.The second the first drop of blood hit the floor, any remaining hesitation vanished.The people begging on their knees seconds ago pounced