The Beautiful Mafia the CEO
Ch 162: "How are the bitch?"

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Sound of locked door. Hanna was surprised and turned to the door. "Miss Killa? What the hell are you doing? Why did you lock the door?"

"I didn't lock it" said Killa smiling and shaking her head. "I'm just making sure you can't go anywhere."

"What do you want? Don't you dare mess with me," agile Hanna with round eyes. Hanna stepped back as Killa walked closer.

"Why? Are you scared? I won't do anything to you Miss Hanna" said Killa smiling as she circled the table approaching Hanna.

Hanna's back hit the glass wall. With breath that is no longer. Hanna rubbed the sweat that soaked her forehead. "Don't come any closer, please! Whoever help me" cried Hanna.

"Hahaha, no one will hear you Miss Hanna. Why don't you ask your friend for help?"

"Friends? Whatchu mean?"

THE PLAQUE!

One slap landed on Hanna's right cheek. Hanna looked at Killa in annoyance, holding her heated cheek.

"You're crazy?" hanna shouted in disbelief.

"Call your friend who has made you dare to mess with me Miss Hanna." Killa stroked Hanna's flushed cheek. Makes Hanna shake with fear.

I felt I could no longer hold back my anger. Finally, Killa clutched Hanna's neck. Pushing her firmly towards that glass wall.

"Mmhhh, let go of me! I can't breathe" he screamed in a stifled tone. His face paled slightly as it was almost out of oxygen.

"You deserve it."

He smiled with a big grin. He looked at Hanna with a murderous look. "How many times have I reminded you not to bother me. But you keep doing it, make my patience run out."

"Mmmmhh ... Mm-hh ... I-I don't bi-sa breathe, to-please let go of my-me." Hanna tried to release Killa's hand. But in vain Killa's power is greater than his.

A second later Killa released her grip, then threw Hanna's body towards the wooden table. Hanna grimaced holding her stomach that was hit by the end of the table.

"You've gone mad, you crazy woman."

He laughed at the words Hanna said. She pulled back Hanna's hair. "Call him now," he snapped.

"Who? I don't understand who you mean?"

"Huh, still not willing to confess? All right, you asked for it."

He grabbed the fruit knife on the table. Then point her right at Hanna's neck. Hanna gasped in shock, she screamed in fear.

"All right, all right, I'll call her. Please don't kill me. I still want to live, plis."

Sweat all over Hanna's body. He held onto her hand with tears of divorce. Hanna begged Killa not to kill her.

"Call him now, or I'll-."

"Don't, plis plis. It's me calling her."

Hanna immediately reached into the phone in her pocket. With trembling hands he looked for the contact of the person whom Killa meant. The other one is Kikan.

His eyes were rounded with a hardened jaw. No doubt, Hanna is related to Kikan. He sees clearly Kikan's contact whom Hanna is contacting.

Long wait, the call is connected.

"Hello," said Hanna nervously as she was deeply stared at by Killa.

"Hello, what is it you called me. Didn't I tell you, don't call me if it's not in the middle of the night" said a woman across the street.

Killa smiled faintly at Kikan's clear voice. He took a deep breath, then replied.

"How are the bitch."

"Cilla?"

"Why? Are you very surprised?"

"He's right next to me. You think by using him you can make me broken? You're wrong, you know exactly how I am."

"Basic bitch."

"YOU'RE THE BITCH." Killa cursed back. His clenched hands hit the wooden table.

"Until we meet again" he continued with a terrible grin.

The call was cut off.

"Aaggghh!"

He screams while throwing Hanna's cell phone at the floor. He held his back head which was painful. "Kikan, you've really made me sick. I'll repay you."

"Awwh," he grimaced softly when something sharp stuck in his right shoulder. He also looked back. "You," he said glaringly.

Staring at the shocked Hanna with trembling hands. The woman sat on the floor holding her blood-filled hand.

"Akhh shit!" He pulled out the fruit knife that Hanna had stuck right on his right shoulder. Then throw the knife in any direction. He walked over to Hanna, then grabbed her long hair.

"How dare you," he said as he continued to forcefully pull Hanna towards the open window. Then he pushed Hanna's body out of the window.

"Aaaaa, let me go. Please, please forgive me. I was so scared I didn't knowingly do that. Please forgive me Miss Killa. Please, I promise I won't bother you anymore."

"No, I won't forgive what you've done. You deserve to die for it."

He pushes Hanna's body out of the window. Made Hanna even more frightened and screamed for help. His anger can no longer be controlled. The pain he felt in his shoulder made him sober up. Marvin and Naya's smiling faces flashed across her mind. He immediately released Hanna's body.

"Go," he said as he turned around.

"Thank you Miss Killa, I promise I won't interfere with your life again."

"Go as far as possible and don't put your face in front of me again. Because I could lose control again and kill you vilely."

"Good, I'll go as far as possible."

Hanna rushed out of the room. With a shaky step he ran as far as possible. Although still very shocked by the incident just now. Hanna was completely conscious, and promised never to show her face in front of Killa again.

After Hanna left, Killa also cleaned up the traces of blood stains that dripped on the floor. Before the employees return from their lunch. After finishing, Killa returned to her desk.

Somehow his head felt dizzy and his vision began to blur. Immediately he grabbed his blazer and covered his bleeding shoulder so that no one would see. He then rushed to the elevator door.

Bugh!

His injured shoulder collided with someone's shoulder.

"Miss Killa," said someone.

"Team chief June," his greeting bowed slightly.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Your face is very pale" asked June.

"Huh? No. I'm fine, maybe just exhausted," she replied clumsily.

"really? Where are you going now? Isn't lunchtime over?" June looked at Killa with a probing look.

"I just finished working on some files until I'm past my lunch time."

"All right, don't forget to come back soon."

"Well," she replied as she ran into the elevator.

June did not stop staring at the elevator door that had just closed. It felt so strange to see Killa's behavior. Just as he was about to step away, he accidentally saw that there were blood spots on the floor. He turned back to the elevator, maybe it was Killa. But he didn't want to think about anything that wasn't. He immediately walked to his office.

In the elevator. Killa seemed to be holding back the pain in her shoulder that continued to throb. It's holding on to the steinless elevator wall. While adjusting his breath. Shortly after, the elevator doors opened. Soon he stepped out and headed for Marvin's apartment.

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