THE MAFIA'S PRISONER
The yacht disappeared into the dark waters, leaving only the sound of its engine and the hollow rage boiling in my chest.
I clenched my jaw so hard it hurt.
Fuck you, Ranma.
This isn't over.
After the yacht sped away, leaving only the fading sound of its engine, I clenched my jaw so tightly it hurt. My grip on my gun tightened, my knuckles turning white.
"Fuck!" I roared, firing a shot at the water in frustration. My heart pounded as I watched the vessel disappear into the horizon.
"Ryu-san, what now?" Seiji asked, panting. His gun was still raised, eyes scanning the surroundings for any remaining enemies. Pero napatumba na nila lahat.
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