Page 71 of Owned By Frank

She wiggles her hips back and forth with a flirty touch. She crosses her arms and poses them on her abdomen trying to scare me. This is a fucking joke!

- Scartlett, did you come to visit me? I didn't think visits were allowed... - I make fun of it.

She shows that cynical smile.

So it was she who wanted to kill me at all costs. It was all her plan, a mask of beauty hiding a horrific truth.

She examines my face with pride, her hands touch my cheeks and lightly caresses my skin. That act alone makes me sick of him, a snake that has decided to release her venom.

- It's amazing – she says - even all beat up Frank, you're handsome as hell...

I show a sideways smile.

- And you, even with all your stunning beauty, you do cease to be disgusting ... - I spit with mockery.

She clicks her tongue and in a matter of seconds one of her men closes my mouth with a blow to the abdomen.

I cough on instinct and try to catch my breath.

- Fuuck yy... - I say with a choppy voice.

- What do you mean my love? - Fake innocence.

- Fuck you Scarlett. You're not even worthy to talk to me. A real boss doesn't hide behind her men. Face it, it's obvious you're not even ready to take my throne - I'm making fun of her.

She grimaces in indignation and takes off his gloves and then slaps me.

- Do you want me to show you how capable I can be? - raise your voice.

- Is that an option? - I smile.

She's pissed off that I made fun of her, so she's holding out, what should I do? Get scared? Ha! Please, it's just Scartlett, she's just a stupid, weak girl.

- Tell me what you did to get so much power? - I ask - or rather, tell me who you slept with to get the power to even touch my fucking hair?

She boils in rage, clenches her jaw and throws her little purse away.

- Everybody out now! - she shouts.

- But my lady, the man can hurt you - says one of his lackeys.

- For fuck's sake I said everybody out now! - she screams again.

Everyone nods and leaves without a squeak.

Scartlett comes up to me and her hand takes a handful of my hair and then she pulls it tight.

- You don't think I'm capable of running the mob, do you? - mumbles in anger.

- Do you want me to be honest? - I smile.

She pulls my hair again making me wince.

- Don't take me for a fucking child Frank! -.

I laughed

- So what the fuck do you want me to do?