WARNING: This episode contains gambling. (lmao)
Last week was a bloody week, stabbed twenty men in the gut, and drowned that one-eyed man and kissed him so he would suffocate.
I deeply sighed as the image of me kissing him last week ago made me feel terrible and somehow made me ecstatic? Baka gano'n pag first kiss? Since it was my first and me being a weak assed girl, I find it amusing.
I regretted kissing that weak dolt. But his lips were kind of soft, and addicting. Ugh, what the hell Diane? And I can't help myself but to touch my lips and reminisce the kiss last week! I couldn't fucking concentrate!
He's a dead man already! so stop thinking about it!
"You seemed troubled Ms. Montreal," The old geezer smirked as he played with his cards. Of course, that surname is just a shroud, I can't let him know that I'm the daughter of Herman Ivan Gedwin, who's one of the top and well grounded Inspectors, plus the talk of the town because of his exquisite looks.
Tch. Troubled?
"Don't forget our deal," He took his cigar, and blew the filthy smoke at my face!
Oh yes, he requested a one night stand once he beat me in poker, but then he'll end up dead so no biggie. Pag nanalo ako, I'll be getting old geezer's millions! then he'll end up dead, STILL.
"Yeah, deeply troubled," I said and pretended to rub my temples and wiped away my invisible sweat.
Bahagya akong ngumisi.
Thanks to his wide glasses and his stupidity, I saw his range of cards as he was looking at it one by one. How stupid!
He demonically chuckled and smiled widely, like a cheshire cat.
I did the same of course.
"3,"
"2,"
"1,"
"HAHAHAHA STRAIGHT FUCKING FLUSH MS. MONTREAL!" The geezer rose from his seat and declared his victory.
Tch.
"Oh my! Holy shit! You freaking got me!" I acted as if I lost. He's a fucking idiot!
The geezer roughly grasped my hips and slid his hand down and groped my right butt cheek.
He chuckled.
"You're up to something, aren't you? Huh?" He stated.
I laughed evilly as I grabbed his necktie and pulled it. Duh, dumbass, you think I would come here without killing your fat ass?
"Yeah, as usual ugly man," I said and raised my five cards right at his face.
His eyes enlarged from shock. Thinking that it would be really impossible. Troubled sweat came down from his forehead as he gulped down his saliva.
"R-Royal Flush?! H-How?!"
"That would be a secret, now where's my millions?" I said as I put out my hand waiting for the palm.
"Tsk, akala mo ibibigay ko? do you even know who I am?"
Yeah, the rich fuckin' old geezer who spends his time here in the underworld, gambling. Lahat ng kalaban niya sa pagsugal ay namamatay, which is totally effing unfair.
"Yeah, and you came prepared huh?" Tanong ko, nang biglang lumabas ang kanyang mga armadong unggoy.
"Yes, more armed men, especially for you," He said as he put out his pistol and aimed it at my forehead.
Well, I came prepared too.
I quickly pulled out the smoke bomb from my belt and removed the safety pin ring.
"What in the fucking hell is tha—"
The geezer didn't finish his words as the bomb released its thick smoke.
It was a payback to that filthy cigar smoke you blew at my face you fucking geezer!
His men started to shoot around as the geezer kept on wailing, frustrated.
"YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY YOU FUCKING PSYC—"
I heard more gunshots as the ugly monkeys of the old geezer tumbled down. They're killed?
I ran and stood in front of the exit portal as the unexpected men in black leathered coats is blocking my way.
Black Scythes?
What in the hell are they doing here?!
The smoke inside slowly started to wither away as a loud and angry heavy paces were heard.
"BLACK CAT! WHERE IN THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU?!"
"Black...Cat?" I mumbled. HA?
Wag mong sabihin!—
"I know you're in here, I can sense your waggling tail, you little bad luck cat,"
I gulped.
I heard footsteps getting closer to my direction, as a tall silhouette came into my view. The smoke completely faded, and saw the enraged fuming man with the black eyepatch and his ever shining silver hair, with his undying smirk.
His blatant red eye calls hell and I'm one hundred percent sure he's bringing me there.
"You're going to hell with me, kitten."