Good Girl Gone Bad: Queen Of The Underworld

"Hmm, wake up, Maxie." She murmurs. By the way she wakes up Max, everyone couldn't tell if she wanted to wake him or not. After a second, a loud 'pak' sound resonated across the four corners of the bas_e_m_e_nt as Seraphina slap Max, back to his consciousness.

Max instantly woke up with a stinging pain on his cheek and another crack to his lips. Still feeling dizzy and clouded mind, while the ironed taste of blood lingered in his mouth, Max receives another slap on his other cheek. The second slap was akin to a cold water splash on him to bring his whole consciousness back to his current situation.

"That's more like it." Seraphina smiled in satisfaction seeing that Max was now undeniably awake after the second slap. Hearing her familiar melodious voice like a heavenly deity lullabying her sheep with an intention to butcher them afterward, Max's slowly raised his eyes to meet her jet black eyes and a diabolical smirks on her lips.

In retrospect, Seraphina was a sweet girl and obedient albeit a little mischievous. Alas, this gaze of hers -- he was reminded of the gaze she had when Dragon was ambushed and been shot. In his mind, he believes that what she flaunted back then was due to luck's help and the reason why she beat up lots of their men was that they don't fight back. That is what Max believes up until he was captured.

However, after their recent encounter, Max was mind-boggled by Seraphina's forces and how she escaped Dragon's clutches. He didn't know anything about her and even if his master Dragon already warned him about her without giving any details -- he seemed to blame his ignorance about his master's warning.

"You -- You wench! How --" Alas, before Max could finish his sentence, a slice of pizza was thrown on him that landed on the side of his face.

"hehe." Tuna chuckled on the side. His chuckles weren't domineering but rather creepy like a maniac that can still send a cold shrill on everyone's present except Seraphina's poker face and Tito.

"Don't worry, black cat. I won't let him slander you." Tuna affirmed. To his knowledge, he assumed that Seraphina was the infamous black cat; Venus in the underworld. After all, Mike didn't inform him about her and he can't audaciously ask questions to his idol Tito as he might come off as an offense. Thus, base on his perspective, Seraphina is definitely the dominatrix Venus.

Furthermore, Venus was assumed to be Luciano's woman since they were seen hanging out and Venus was always clinging her arms to their godfather Luciano. Thus, Venus has been targeted a couple of times to threatened Luciano, alas, before those fools could even do so, Venus can end them singlehandedly. That is why she was named Venus the black cat -- indicating that never cross a black cat as it was a bad omen which Venus live up perfectly.

"oh?" Seraphina smugly grins as she turns her attention to Tuna's profile that was covered with fats. She didn't know that Mike did keep his promise about her identity which gave Mike a plus merit from his loyalty. She resumed, "I appreciate your kind gesture but, do you also know I hate being interrupted?"

Her response made the chuckling Tuna halts as he felt a cold and dark aura c_a_r_e_s_sing his shoulders -- making him produce droplets of sweats on his forehead and back. Seeing his expression, Seraphina viciously smirks, she added, "Well since you didn't know, I will let it pass but, I am quite curious how you do your own interrogation. Care to show a demonstration?"

Seraphina tilts her head to Max direction indicating Tuna to take her spot and showcase what he got. Tuna clears his throat before he assisted his oversized body to get on his feet with great effort. He dusted off his creased tux before taking strides and stops a meter away from Seraphina's standpoint.

Seraphina smiled before giving the floor to Tuna and leaned her back against the wall not far away from Max and Tuna, with her arms crossed and a glint of anticipation flashed across her eyes. Though Tuna was only a division captain in the organization under Tito, she was amused by how Tuna made his way to be regarded as a Don and affiliate himself with other powerful organization.

After all, even if he was a captain, he must have a special skill aside from selling his soul to the devil that can attract and make other famiglias to associate with him and give him backings after her disappearance. Hence, Seraphina won't miss this chance to see what this man is capable off to be in his position.

After some time, Tuna didn't move nor utter a word as if he was thinking about something and then, he awkwardly turns his head to Seraphina as he scratches the back of his head.

"hehe, what do you want to know?"

"hmmm, nothing in particular actually." Seraphina nonchalantly shrugs as she already knows what she has to know and she only wanted to teach Max a lesson.

"Just don't kill him, alright?" with that said note, Tuna slowly nods in understanding before turning his head back to Max's who peered him with disgust.

Seraphina on the other hand languidly pulled her phone and starts tapping on it-- exchanging messages to an unnamed contact number.

Soon, Tuna starts his ritual and indeed, he showcased his way of interrogation in a very peculiar way. Unsurprisingly, part of her expected Tuna's disgusting way of torturing someone. He neither used violence or threatening words instead, he complimented Max.

Alas, his compliments sounded so malicious that can make one very uncomfortable and frightened.

Tuna started eating the sticky pizza directly on Max side profile without using his fingers or anything. One can imagine how disgusting it was with Tuna's saliva drooling over Max as he ate the pizza with delight. After the last bite, Tuna wasn't satisfied as he licks the residue from Max whole side face -- leaving it clean.

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