Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Worms

After a long time thinking there was only one thing he could give as a guarantee for his life. Although, Dion knew the consequences of betraying the Virgoun mafia might just be losing his life at any moment.

"I will be your spy for all the activities of the Virgoun mafia that I know of" Dion said.

Jessi thought for a moment, turning her body back to face Dion. "How about you betray and turn around to report me to her?"

The distance between their faces was quite close, others would probably think Jessi was intending to kiss her. However, Dion clearly knew, from this close distance his heart was racing faster like the beating of the war drums. His face began to turn deathly pale, with sweat pouring down his forehead. "I'll follow your orders."

Hearing Dion's words, Jessi then stood up straight while patting her palm, with a beautiful fluffy smile on the beautiful face.

"I like that." Jessi's flirtatious and seductive expression made Dion and George bristle. "Goerge get me a tattoo!"

"Good, Miss." George stepped away to carry out what Jessi had ordered.

"Where do you want me to get a tattoo?" Jessi walked around the chair where Dion was sitting, looking at where he would carve a lotus on the man's body. His dense and muscular body will look very funny if drawn flowers.

"What do you mean?"

Jessi shook her head. "The string doesn't suit you." He ignored Dion's question, and remained dissolved in his own mind.

A moment later, Jessi flicked her finger. "Aaaa, dragons seem to suit you very well." The woman still dissolved in her mind making Dion even more astonished. What Jessi would do to him.

It didn't take long, George came with a device to tattoo Dion's body.

"Do you want to tattoo my body?" ask Dion.

"Of course, didn't you say you would obey whatever I ordered?" Jessi put on a glove, then took something in her pocket.

He took out a small knife and slashed Dion's arm slightly. The man hissed enduring the pain in his hand looking at Jessi who injured him without blinking a single bit.

A similar thing as Gery he put in Dion's skin. Then, sew it up a little. "What did you plant in my body?"

"Something's gonna blow you up in an instant if you dare to betray." The cold voice and the sharp glances of his eyes made Dion swallow his own saliva.

After an object was embedded in her body, the woman then began to draw using a tool carried by George earlier.

Jessi looked so serious about what she was doing, while Dion could only stand by and feel how much pain her skin was. Although, he belongs to the criminals in the underworld, but the man has never made a tattoo on his body.

Jessi watched for quite a while, frowned, and sighed. "It turns out drawing a dragon is very difficult." He pursed his lips while continuing to draw.

The curious Dion tried to peek, but Jessi quickly looked at him sharply. "Dare to peek I'll gouge both of your eyeballs!"

Once Dion threw away his gaze, while George who was behind held back a laugh, his stomach seemed tingled to see the image of Jessi that had begun to form.

Jessie stared at George. "Are you mocking me?"

"No, Miss. I don't dare." George covered his mouth with both hands, to hold the tingling sensation in his stomach.

Jessi continued with her image in focus. He re-carved the tattoo tool on Dion's skin, until moments later, a tattoo was formed.

"Finally done." Jessi heaved a sigh of relief, an animal image already looking perfect on the muscular burly man's arm. However, it was not the dragon that was displayed, but rather another animal.

Repeatedly Jessi looked at the arms of the man in front of her while tilting her head. "Why not a dragon? But it's worms."

George couldn't stand to laugh so hard. She was no longer able to hold back the tickling in her stomach when she heard the rant and saw the picture of Jessi simultaneously.

"Miss, aren't you taking any drawing lessons in kindergarten?" said Dion.

The woman pursed her lips. He himself also did not expect the picture would be this bad on Dion's arm. "Here you go, assume I'm being kind. George, let Dion go and feed him first before coming back!"

"Good, Miss." George paused a little of his laughter, to answer Jessi.

Jessi was about to walk away, but her steps stopped for a moment. "Remember, Dion! I've put down a chip that can kill you anytime! So, think twice before betraying me!"

There was no longer any trace of joking tone in his every utterance. It all sounded like a covenant under the book before God that he had to keep for the rest of his life.

"I–iya, Miss."

Jessi resumed her steps, disappearing out of nowhere. While George who was still not satisfied resumed his laughter. The sound of baritone waves throughout the room, even to the point of being heard all over the residence.

"Is your non really like this?" ask Dion.

"Trust! You're lucky to be alive after being in his hands, and you better enjoy your time well." George let go of the chain in Dion's hand. "Down far if you want to betray! Because Miss Jessi is actually very good when you know her."

Dion moved both of his hands that were sick due to being tied long enough before, even leaving a circular red mark on his skin.

"Have you been a man for a long time?" Dion followed George from behind, while the man asked just shook his head.

"I haven't known him for long." For a moment George recalled the beginning of the meeting on the island of Ceria. "But I'm lucky to have met him. Believe in the terrible only to his enemies!"

George took Dion to the dining room. Throughout the journey the man seemed to be amazed by what they passed. Until the curiosity of this luxury residence makes him want to ask again.

"Is Miss Jessi descended from a wealthy family? Which conglomerate's daughter is she?"

Dion's question successfully made George stop his steps, and turned to grip the man's neck firmly. "Trust or not! The more you know, the shorter your life is!"

George warned Dion sternly, feeling that the man's mouth was very curious and much curious.

Dion slapped George's hand around his neck. "All right, I believe!" The air supply seemed to be thinning in his lungs, he repeatedly coughed due to the strong grip of George, while the man without guilt resumed his steps.

They walked to the dining room. Dion was again amazed by the luxurious, magnificent, and beautiful buildings in it. Before long, Jessi is seen cooking in the kitchen with an appron attached to her body.

"Miss."

"George, you've arrived. Waita minute!" Soon, the woman took off the appron on her body and poured the fried rice she had cooked before onto the two dishes available beside her.

George scrunched his forehead to witness that. She had never seen Jessi cook herself before, while the servants hid while slightly peering behind the kitchen wall.

"Sit down!" They're following Jessi's orders. Moments later, the woman approached her with two servings of fried rice that looked so delicious.

Is she still the same woman as the woman who threatened earlier? inner Dion.

"What do you see? Come on, eat up!"

George and Dion were hesitant when they wanted to eat it. However, there was no suspicious expression on Jessi's face. As an employer who wants to cook for his men certainly makes them feel reluctant.

Slowly Dion began to pick up the spoon and fork with both hands. The aroma of the smoke puff was so delicious and appetizing, saliva seemed to thrash if he did not eat it immediately. The beautiful display of fried rice mixed with eggs, shrimp and vegetables looks so perfect presented on a plate.

Dion fed a spoonful of food that had aroused his taste from the beginning. However, only one mouthful he entered. The man immediately sprayed it hard, to make him choke on food.

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