PROFESSOR SIN
ANNA’S POV
Boss ended the call with that same infuriating smirk on his lips….calm, relaxed, amused.
He never looks angry.
He never raises his voice.
But don’t let that smile deceive you.
The devil at least warns you before he drags you to hell.
Boss doesn’t.
He dropped the phone beside him and exhaled, a thick puff of smoke filling the room, the heavy scent of tobacco crawling into my lungs. The smoke curled above his head like a crown….fitting for a man who ruled over monsters.