She is scared and I can clearly see that fear written in her eyes. Disregarding me is tantamount to disrespecting the devil. Everyone is scared of me, not just because I am the Mafia leader, but because of my cruelty. Treat me with kindness, and I will reciprocate, but if they dare to wag their tails before me, I will ensure the chopping and feeding of their lower parts to my ravenous wolves. She is currently tampering with the devil within me, but I do not believe it is necessary to reveal my complete cruelty to her; a modicum of fear is insufficient for her.
"I will get it for you. It's just that I am annoyed that you are behaving in an indifferent way with my mother," she stumbled in her words, making me smirk. I know that the people who are daring enough by nature won't use their mouths to get things done; they will make others stand in front of them without a single word. I smirked at her words, then dusted my hands like I was clapping.
