Scarlett's Mistake

Chapter 38

"Didn't I fvcking tell you to take that boy to me?!" the president shouted as a loud, sharp sound resonated throughout his spacious office when the back of his hand met Akari's right cheek.

She's sitting on the single sofa in the lounge area of the office with the old man standing in front of her while fuming with anger. She ignored the sting on her cheek and gave the glaring old man a bored look.

"Why did you fvcking let him go?! Where did he even go?!"

"I don't know! Stop fvcking shouting at me!" Akari irritatedly yelled back as she gulped the wine from her wineglass. "He perhaps went back to Scarlett since he kept spacing out and sometimes mumbling 'Miss Scarlett'. Tsk, that bitch is fvcking annoying!"

President Hernandez's eyes widened  for a second before he kicked the coffee table beside him and ruffled his own gray hair.

"Damn! Do he have feelings for her?! Fvck! No! He cannot! He just can't!"

The yakuza raised an eyebrow bitchily.

"Why are you acting like this? What the fvck do you even want from him?"

The old man averted his gaze to the Japanese. He scrutinizingly looked at her from head to toe.

Akari was wearing a shining and fitted leather black jeans, black tube top, black leather jacket and leather thigh high boots. Her hair were tied into a messy pony tail and she has bitchy look on her face.

She has the almost perfect beauty and her curves are in the right places. I wonder why that boy didn't like her.

The president suddenly remembered what his private detective said when he was still eyeing Kaiden's and Akari's every move.

'Miss Tanaka likes him yet she never forced him to like her back nor did try to seduce him like what she did to the men she liked when she was still a teenager.'

She's a coward now, huh.

Robert Hernandez smirked. He slid his wrinkly right hand inside his denim loose jeans as the other grabbed the bottle of wine that was resting upon the coffee table, almost falling.

"Don't be nosy, Miss Tanaka." His smirk widened as he looked away from the girl. He gulped the liquor and a sudden idea popped inside his mind so he turned to his private detective who's sitting across the girl while scrolling through his tablet.

His smirked widened more as he thought about this certain girl who's

"Mr Castro, call Lia. Tell her to come here. That bitch has mission to do."

"Woah! Don't tell me you will...?"

The president chuckled lowly and gulped the liquor from its bottle again.

"Yes, you're thinking right. I'll get that boy by my own ways, well, exept the bloody and deadly ones. Now call Lia because I really need her help right now."

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"Didn't I tell you to stay away from her?!" Scarlett shouted after she grabbed Louie inside her villa and slammed the door. She pinned the boy against the wall beside the main doors and grabbed his collars tightly.

The mafia queen glared at the sniper right at his emotionless eyes while breathing heavily.

Scarlett saw him again eating in a coffee shop near the residence with the doctor when she was passing by.

"You cannot control me, Coldy! I know you're worried for me but that won't happen again! I'll be careful this ti----"

"I am not controlling you, Louie! I am fvcking protecting you from that bastard and the doctor is his daughter! You said yesterday that she was the one who put the sleeping pills in the wine you drank! She was a part of her father's plan! What if they'll do that again, huh?! What if..." The mafia queen halted and her gaze fell onto the side of the sniper's neck that has long cut on it. The wound were still fresh.