A Deal With The Mafia Queen
It was one of the many doors on the long corridor that we were in.
Once we stepped inside, my eyes bulged with perplexity.
While the room took the form of a classroom, it looked nothing like a normal classroom. Yes, there was a whiteboard with words written on it in red ink, but it was not a normal classroom.
While the seats were just eight comfortable-looking couches, on the stools beside the seats were different types of weapons.
At first, I thought it was we had walked into a BDSM classroom because of the whip my eyes caught. No, it was a display of weapons that could end a person's life in seconds.
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