Chapter 241 - be my bish

"Which Italian mob is it?" Seraphina keeps recalling the people that approached her before the heart-wrenching incident between her and Dragon. Keeping his mouth tight-lipped, Seraphina continue her instigation.

"Palermo? Romano? Moretti? Who?"

For some reason, despite her intimidating aura, Wesley We let out a chuckle as if he found her guesses a no brainer and a mere joke. Squinting her eyes, she pulled the handgun clipped behind her then used it to guide Wesley's chin to meet her gaze.

"Funny? Well if I pull this trigger and blast your head to bits -- that is what I see funny." Seraphina scoffs with a lingering danger on her voice and tone.

"Miss, my apologies pfft-- I, I just you know, why would you burden yourself in these types of dangers?" Wesley held his laughter trying to speak his comments to the dauntless beauty holding a gun in front of him. He continued,

"I'll tell you because you are so beautiful and I don't want you to put it on waste -- Luciano and Dragon… they are walking corpse. Tell that to whichever your boss." In Wesley We's mind, Seraphina might probably a hired assassin or just a button man in either Luciano or Dragon.

Even so, since Seraphina was too dauntless despite her beautiful demeanor, also a woman who might probably thinks that she could make it big in the underworld -- he would gift her with a piece of obvious information out of kindness.

"I see." Seraphina nods in understanding. Wesley thought that she finally understood her place which made him grin in triumph.

"How disappointing -- indeed, women are too fragile. Why not be my b*tch? I can treat you nice." he ridiculed, belittling her gender and the soft gentle nature of women.

Alas, just as he relaxed his tensed shoulder, his ears were deafened by a sudden smack she made. Seraphina unrestrainedly hit his jaw making him spit blood and lose his tooth in an instant. The force of her strike was doubled by the assistance of the hard handle of her handgun.

"Instead of being your b*tch, why not be mine?" Seraphina then kicks the other side of his jaw making him turn his head to the direction as well. Wesley We hadn't recovered from her first strike yet, she kicked him again which almost made him pass out.

"Interested in my offer? My ways are more fun than yours… that I'm sure off." Seraphina wickedly grins as if she found the missing piece to kill her time.

Forcefully grabbing his jaw, Seraphina continues "Do you know that one of my holy commandments says; one shall not underestimate a person's gender and race? This underworld fiasco about men's honor and big egos are quite baffling in a way -- you should have known that in this hell, no one reigns as everyone was bound to suffer, in the clean burning flames of our greed and sins." She then pushed his bleeding chin as if it was the most disgusting thing she touched.

"We should have been great allies if you didn't mark my head." Seraphina acts as if she lose a prospect ally while slightly shaking her head before she left him.

Wesley We's consciousness was already fading but he got her last remarks before completely went into his deep nightmares.

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As soon as Seraphina left the underground dungeon prison, Leon's figure that was leaning on the wall caught her eyes. However, Seraphina wasn't in the mood to explain what was happening inside her injured internals.

Granting was Leon was a hateful person to her, alas, the past they shared and the 'me and you against the world' mentality were already gone. After all, both of them change or to be precise, she already changed.

Just as Seraphina would ignore him and just passed by him wanting to pretend that she didn't see him, alas, Leon's speed increased pushing her to the wall while his palm crashed against the concrete cream wall.

Looking straight to her unfazed jet black eyes, Leon's eyes were piercing and sharp with an indiscernible intent. Seraphina's brows arched by his aggression.

"Growing some balls by harassing me?"

However, Leon was just staring at her without an intention to speak. Seraphina scoffs as she smirks knowing what he was doing.

"Trying to read me now? Didn't you say don't let others know what's going to my mind?" Seraphina uttered saying the words Leon taught her back then.

"Bambina, you should have known by now that you can't always work alone -- you'll die." finally, Leon mutters as his fuzzy mind was now stabilized -- calming and composing it to its original form.

"Says the person who likes working alone." Seraphina dissed slapping his arms by the back of her hands. She added in her most threatening tone,

"Consider this as a warning, never, ever cross my borderline again, brother. I am not that person anymore."