Baby Bump vs Bomb: Watching Him Go Mad
Fabio's hands froze mid-air, the gun still pointed at my temple.
However, his neck slowly and haltingly turned to the side like a rusty gear.
When he finally saw who was at the door, he felt as though all of the blood had been drained from his body. His arrogant face instantly turned a deathly pale color.
"D-Don Romero?"
The gun slid to the floor with a loud clang.
"W-What are you doing here?"
Reina still hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation. She had never seen this legendary man who supposedly had the entire underworld of Sicil City under his control. To her, he was just a no-name Pandillero in dirty, bloody clothing with a murderous aura about him.