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And I deserve an answer. "Just be honest," I say. "You're not going to hurt my feelings any more than you already have. I'm immune to your personality." That last part is a lie, but this is my opportunity to finally get an explanation, and I'm taking it. A muscle ticks in his jaw. "You shouldn't be consorting with your father's men." That's not an answer, and we both know it. "I don't think exchanging simple pleasantries can necessarily be called consorting," I scoff.

Amira backed away a step and said with a fake smile. "I am not intoxicated. Now strip," he instructed and plopped down on the bed. Amira would lie is she said she wasn't turned on by him. With a wide chest, broad shoulders, and firm powerful arms, he could bring any woman to his knees. He was sex on legs, a stunner. Maybe she can spare him some moments.

But the moment those words left his mouth, his men on the right side drop-dead on the floor. The sound of the bullets meeting the skulls of his men shook him, he flinches back and missing his step. He fell face flat on the floor. “I don't make me repeat myself for third time, treat this as a last warning. You should know by now, I don't give empty threats. I will ask again and if you give the wrong answer….” Marco trails off, watching the man on the floor, who was rapidly shaking his head. He looked pathetic right now, a minute ago, he was tall and might.

A man like him is not the type to expect a sincere apology from. Steve notice the wired air surrounding them, his gaze moved around the place and suddenly a suspicious person came to view. He strode toward his boss with his tight black glasses on and leaned against his ears" boss, it seems we have got company" Damon's eyes move to Sandra's but his attentive gaze is behind her. A man is hiding his face behind a cap just on the other side of the park. Everything about him looks suspicious His black hoody " you know what to do," he said for Steve to nod.

Fuck. What does this guy thinks he's doing

"A shaky one the man said he was wearing a mask he wanted the money so fly he didn't care about his face" "Didn't he suspect some thing fishy when some one walked in with a check that big and wore a mask where is this man you speak about?" "He left the country we spoke to him over the phone he has no plans on returning anytime soon" Shit!

The first man spoke aggressively. "It's just a boy of 16 leading the mafia all alone, he is immature." Breaking a short pause the same man uttered while his eyes shined in clear anger and insult. "That fucking hot blooded bastard, he will cry blood. I will make him pay for today!"

He is just sitting comfortably while holding a magazine. "Ah.. yeah! I noticed that the power of electricity you released is stronger. Does it mean, you are now the strongest Malemyn in the whole country? Then Jevro is now second to you?" Being excited in the tone of the man's voice. And I felt even more annoyed. "Are you trying to get some information from me? If you say I'm number one, why is there no announcement from the monsters department? And please, we're not close for you to act comfortable while talking to me." It's not that I'm arrogant, I just hate talking too much.

I simply stepped aside and he landed on the ground. He stood up fuming in embarrassment and anger and threw a punch at me. This time I didn't dodge, I took the blow on my cheek. Yes, I lost my balance but the impact didn't draw any blood. I clicked my tongue to mock him. Why some men thought that being a male is enough to be powerful? They are delusional.

The figure is male, tall. And familiar.