He continued, his voice quieter now.

"That you're pretty submissive in bed, but also a dangerous assassin. That people should be careful when dealing with you... because you can smile and still be angry. That none of your emotions are real. And that... no one really knows if you feel anything at all..."

He paused, finally realizing how quiet I had become.

He stole a glance at me in the mirror and could tell I was annoyed.

"I apologize... I went too far with that."

"There's nothing to apologize for," I said calmly. "I'm just disappointed. I expected more than that."

I smiled again, soft but icy.

Titan nodded and drove in awkward silence.

Suddenly, my phone beeped.

I lazily glanced at it.

A mission notification.

"Titan, turn the car. I have a party to attend, first I need a beauty salon for some touch-ups and an outfit."

I instructed.

"Yes, ma'am."

***

Location: Great Axe Casino Anniversary Party

We arrived at the party with no security inspection at the entrance. They were secure enough not to worry about such things. After all, no one in their right mind would dare come to this place uninvited.

The room was filled with armed men, mafia leaders laughing around the tables with giant cigars in hand, their pet sluts draped over them, giggling obnoxiously. Identically dressed women, styled like strippers, moved around the place with trays of drinks. A few waiters in suits served quietly.

"You can wait for me outside. You're not needed here," I said to Titan, my eyes scanning the room for my target.

"I'm your bodyguard, ma'am. I have to keep an eye on you."

He said softly.

"Whatever. Just don't blow my cover. Stay out of my business. I'm serious-this is personal."

I didn't wait for a reply and walked into the center of the room.

Dressed to kill, all heads turned in my direction. Ignoring the stares, I boldly walked to the executives' table and sat on the couch.

The mafia leaders glanced at me, probably wondering who I was and how daring I must be to sit among them.

I crossed my legs, revealing my thigh and long, slender legs through the high slit of my dress. Flipping my hair to the opposite shoulder, I exposed more of my slim shoulder and a teasing glimpse of cleavage. I knew their eyes were on me, but I acted clueless.

"Welcome again, my amiable family! We may not be bonded by blood, but our bond is stronger than anything else in the world!"

A man in a black suit announced this, a diamond ring-worth a generational fortune-glittering on his finger.

That had to be Mr. Bruce Axe, one of the deadliest mafia in the country. A heist man. A ruthless killer. His brutality had brought him to the top, commanding many mafia gangs under his rule.

He was smart and powerful. While the FBI rounded up other big shots, Mr. Bruce remained untouchable.

He is my next target.

Lord Vince wanted him taken down and thought I was the perfect candidate for the job.

However, I believed he could be far more useful to me. since I needed to find out who killed my parents-and make them pay.

I suspected that Mr. Bruce was linked to it, judging by his status.

His voice interrupted my thoughts:

"For years now, the Great Casino family has been on top-number one on the entire continent! Big shots from around the world die to trade with us. We've defeated our rivals countless times and dominated them all. It's us against the world. Is it our fault we're just that good?"

"No!!!" the guests chorused.

"Well, the FBI bastards may try, but who can get me behind bars? Not even their greatest detective, Jeff, could do that back in the day. The bastard was beheaded and forgotten."

My breath hitched.

That must be my dad.

I guessed right, this old fool knows something.

Mr. Bruce Axe continued:

"I won't let anyone lay a finger on my family! Let's drink and make merry. Our family is growing stronger and bigger at thirty!

A loud cheer erupted through the room.

"Cheers! To us, the Great Casino!" he called the toast.

"Cheers!" everyone echoed.

I blended in, though I didn't have a glass to raise.

"My lady," a familiar voice said.

I looked up and saw a waiter offering me a tray with a glass of wine.

He looked oddly familiar.

Titan?

Realizing it was him, I didn't even want to know how he got a disguise uniform and a nose mask that fast.

I rolled my eyes and took the glass he offered.

I told him to stay out of this!

Just then, I spotted Mr. Bruce Axe approaching.

Titan stepped back but remained only a few feet away from the executives' table.

Bruce walked straight to me, as if the other women at the table didn't exist. Expected a beauty advantage.

"Enjoying the night? What do you think of the party?" he asked, dismissing the others with a wave of his hand.

The girls left with pale faces, probably cursing me in their heads.

"I think it's great. But it's so sad... your girls hate me, Mr. Bruce," I replied.

He shook his head and laughed heartily.

"Call me Bruce," he said, then leaned in and kissed my neck down to the cleavage of my bosom.

The other leaders at the table were checking me out and whispering to one another.

I gently pushed him back and raised a brow.

"Moving too fast, are we?"

"Can't help it. I craved you the moment I laid eyes on you."

"Understandable," I mouthed seductively, slowly stroking his chest.

Staring him in the eyes, I bit my lower lip and ran my hand down to his belt and lower.

He closed his eyes and hissed with a smile.

"You're not looking so bad yourself. I love to be petted, Daddy. Can you satisfy me? I have a big appetite".

I held him tighter, feeling him harden in my palms.

"Of course, this daddy can feed you all night."

He groaned lowly.

I smirked, grabbed his tie, then pulled him closer for a kiss.

As soon as our mouths were a few inches apart, I paused and whispered seductively into his ear:

"I'll be waiting in your hotel room. Inform your men to let me in."