When a Mafia Boss, Drake Del Fiore, Fall At Your Feet
I sarcastically said and walked away.
“Fuck you, Drake!” she exclaimed in anger.
I laughed a little.
I don’t interact with the same person twice. If I do, they will die. It's necessary. I want to avoid attachments because they may develop feelings for me and become clingy, and I'm not emotionally equipped for that.
I walked in big footsteps until I saw Jet outside waiting for me in the car. He opened the car door, and I slid inside.
“Ready?”
“Yes, boss.”
Jet drove the car fast, and we arrived quickly at Eagle’s hideout. I was surprised when I saw Titan’s black, shiny, solid sports BMW parked in the corner.