The Mafias Dirty Little Slut(18+)

The man asked, stuttering and preten

had to repeat his statement again just to be sure Sango wasn't trying t

s if he didn't know wh

emembered how his secret warehouse was invaded unknowingly. He wasn't alert, nor was he present at that moment because he knew nobody knew about his secret warehouse except for his henchmen. He knew one of them must have given out the location and he was finding it hard

ement, suddenly after the incident. As a mafia, he knew who the culprit

to defend himself but that just inflam

h, pulled out a small handgun from his pocket and plopped it against Sango forehead. Gently, he mad

the sound of it. "Speak". He ordered but Sango did

hing", Sango lied, yet again despite k

ut of him, even if it means torturing him. He needed to know why he did that and who had blackmailed him to do th

om the side of his lips and looked at his trembling hand. His hand was stained with blood and his mouth was aching in pain signifying that he had lost one of hi

". A soft voice asked from