Melissa's POV
"Err… I am—"
Unwaveringly, the man interrupted with another round of leisure. But this time, it was extremely malicious and imprudence. "I understand if this is your first time driving but always attach that L tags at the plates so that we can forgive you of your incompetency."
He shook his head with sarcasm and a light smile mended his broad oval face.
I was speechless, completely. Those patches of gray hair on him made him look oldie and I respect that about him. But this smile and those wrinkles along the lane of his huge smile were irritating me badly.
I released another breath and scratched twice my temple. A wave of anger bubbles inside of me and I flamed at his orbs angrily. Those looks of mine were enough to make a virile man peed but then, I called my demonic aura back to normal and smiled at him lovingly.
I understood that he was aggrieved but why would he insult me?
"Ha...Papa, I was carried away." I smiled angelically, then, blazed at him seriously within a blink of an eye, "I will call this even since you hit my car." I waved at him and speed off.
However, I haven't moved an inch when his machismo hand punched on the door heavily again. "Hey! Not done with you, kid!"
A wave of anger speeds across this nurturing angelic heart of mine and in a twirl of time, it awoke the sleeping demoness that I've been suppressing. A devilish smile braced my face to the fullest.
From the edge corner of my eyes, I scowled around to see if there were CCTV installations around. The one I spotted was damaged.
This would be fun! This was the reason he hit my car and yet, refused to lemme off.
My demoness whined a cry of hunger.
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Donald's POV
As usual, the highway was busy during the weekends. Aside from all those obsessed personalities I have, it's one of my routines to visit the Saint Angeles Orphanage Home every weekend. And always, I visit there like a perfect gentleman and a role model for those kids to look up to. —They need to be trained responsibly at this early stage in order not to become those scumbags who become burdens to the Mafia, like me to wipe off.
I relaxed leisurely while the cool music was calming my psychic brain.
The little time I got to rest was during those dozing moments in the car. I worked constantly like a clock.
"Boss Don, the emails for this week are completed. Just your permission, I will decline any mails coming in." Frisco, my hand-man informed me of the job ahead of me this week.
As the Ordained Mafia Boss of Mexico City, I usually take seven jobs on mine weekly while I distribute the others to my Shark Mafias. Hence, perfect cleaning of scumbags was another routine of mine that I enjoyed immensely.
Some scumbag needs to be dealt with and cleared off from the earth's surface. Fortunately, I became the Shark Mafia Boss for Mexico City at an early age under the regime of my father who was the Lord and winged to four Continents. But have his settlement in Italy.
"Those motherf*ckers you slaughtered previously were the mobs from Trivia Enterprise," Frisco informed me of the last operation I cleaned.
I have that cringe feeling about Trivia Enterprise. So be it, my research was right and those motherf*ckers had been in my dungeon for 3 weeks.
"That scumbag confessed at the smell of death," Frisco added and a wicked smile emerged from his devilish face.
Who was that scumbag not to fear death when death kept knocking at his door? The head of those mobs had proven his loyalty to Trivia's group for 3 damn weeks of torments. He couldn't spit the truths, unlike his feeble subordinates who had confessed after a week of torture.
That man freaked me out for occupying my jail for that lengthy time. I haven't kept one in custody for such a time before they yield to my torture.
He sure was now vulnerable to withstand the tortures.
That was fun. Trivia, the 2nd competent and infamous Company was now in my grasp!
What a day to start with! This good news has immensely lightened up my day. —I've once affirmed on my first glance at the Dawning Sun that today would be a great day for me!
Oh yes! This day started with this f*cking good news!
"Have you taken care of him?" A dark husked voice that belongs to no other man but me rang through the car which my assistant responded to in a flick of time.
"Clean and clear, Boss. Finally, we get hold of the Trivia group." He curved up his lips into a more devious smile.
I was very contended within but I have to act cozy and make my manliness mystifyingly dominant.
Suddenly, My frame wiggled back then front but held in place with the seatbelt.
"Oops! What the f*ck are you driving?!" I croaked out.
"I'm sorry, Boss. I horned the car but seems that the driver is a Learner. He refused to speed on after the warning light turned green." He said, after notoriously hitting the man's car.
"I will cut your dense head off if my car has a scratch." A wave of anger superseded the contentment I once felt and that free happiness faded off.
"I sure will... Just go take care of it!" I hushed out commandingly.
Other cars have started bypassing. If not for those bombs on the highway, the speed of cars would have crushed my car down.
Who the hell drives that insanely? My property I cherish!
From a white Lexus, an average young lady stepped out, she had a black shade fitted to her angelic face. Dressing in a black trench coat, her fairly glowing skin radiated with the glossy sun and some undefined mystiques surrounded her.
A pompous smile emerged from her face as she tugged her strand hair behind her hair, I relaxed to sit leisurely and confined myself entirely to that beautiful scenic I've not seen in a while.
I was so intoxicated by her glamorous but dangerous aura.
"She is Perfect!"
"And natural!"