One night stand with my brother's killer best friend
Who the fuck was I to question it though?
Seizing the moment, I grabbed the phone from Will and spoke.
"Olivia dies, you die, Ill Padrino," I said, forcing boldness into my unsteady voice.
"Don't you fucking forget who you are talking to. Show some fucking respect," JR snapped.
"Down, piccolina," Rin taunted, the endearment rolling off her tongue like an insult. "I'm a born yakuza princess. Not an adopted whore posing as one. I'll light this fucking place up at Kumicho's say so. Feel like dancing with death some more today, cousin? How many times do you think you'll be the one lucky enough to survive after the day you have had?"