A young child working his entire life to become the head of the most notorious Mafia group had the darkness and crimes surrounding him each and every day.
He is a common person with a pure heart. Despite doing terrible things, he still manages to wi...
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„Easier way. You drop that attitude together with the knife, get back to the place you came from and let your pack of rat's know that here's nothing to get." I swung the pistol once around my wrist before pointing it down at his petite waist.
My sharp gaze followed his movements as if he could pull out anything from his pockets but it was impossible at the position he was in.
It was one of these Friday's situations where mafia gang's believed they can get information here in secret. - Such pathetic idiots hmm.
Stupid idea, why sending one of your gang members to death. They all know we will bite his head off.. looks like they tried their luck because they don't need his ass anymore - understandable I mean look at him.
He's way too normal to be in this business. Maybe he look's tough but I have these feelings looking into his eye's knowing he went trough some stuff. He had anger inside it, maybe that's why..
I titled my head when he didn't answered and put my hand in the air, signalling that it was time to stop playing around. I put up my sleeves, swaying my hair back. I will just play a bit around for now..scaring him.. - I giggled thinking about it.
Holding the gun in between my lip's, I tried re-doing my pink pony tail before I got on one of my knees, using my finger to snap his head upwards again. As I grabbed his hair and yanked it to the side, he was yelping quietly with his closed mouth.
I brushed my thumb over his bruised lips and chuckled when I pulled his hair more.
The way he looks at me just tell's me that not the gun scare's him more but my eyes including my present. My foxfire eye's were immersed into his emerald one's.
I kept picking on him by slowly ripping his hair off his head one section by one while shacking his head around playfully.
He was whimpering but pretty tough for a newbie like him. I examined his eye scar and realised that it must have been a birthmark. Interesting feature.
When I turned my head, I saw in corner of my eyes the Team looking away. Jay, Jake, the other newbie and Heeseung looked at whatever was about to happen with such dull eye's.
