Larisa was a bit sad that she couldn't touch V but she swept it at the back of her mind knowing how easily jealous he got when it came to her. The concert ended and Lothaire didn't waste anytime in leaving with her. Finally he was free from the hellhole and the head splitting noise.
They drove off in the car and arrived at the underground parking lot in the apartment. He stopped the car and his eyes narrowed down to a black van seated at one corner of the parking lot. It wasn't unusual but the male voices he heard with the aid of his heightened senses, coming from the van was definitely worth suspecting.
"I'll personally get the fucker's head for my little bro as a gift for finally joining the family's business." Jason said, in a rather high state.
The masked men didn't say a word as they equipped their guns, ready to invade Larisa's apartment and get the job done.
Larisa was about to get off the car when he stopped her.
