Chapter 2

Her name is Zenith, she's their clan hacker, the most brilliant hacker in Italy who's wanted by many organizations. I feel like they'd be a great addition to our hunt if we can get them" Lambo said, facing the devil.

"What do you think, Toyota?" She asked. She's the only one who can call her by her name.

"Set the trap, we only need to get Tiger himself, then the rest is a piece of velvet cake" Toyota smiled sinisterly, her soulless eyes rolling.

"Oh f**k!" Jezebel threw her head back, eyes clamped close as she moaned for Tiger. He's between her open legs, watching her lose her damn mind with his fingers inside her, and his mouth around her cl*t.

He has been doing it for centuries, tasting her while she begs for more. He f**ked her fast, twirling his tongue around her cl*t.

He shifted his fingers so he nailed her g-spot. The speed was relentless, bouncing off her back wall as her soft p*ssy creamed nonstop.

His left hand clamped around her thigh, digging his nails into the plump thighs that cradled his head.

"B....b..boss..." She tried to talk, but he has no intention to listen to anything she has to say. He kept enjoying his meal, shifting his fingers down so he could run them over her soaked p*ssy.

He dived his tongue inside while he thumbed her cl*t. She almost suffocated, wriggling hard as he shifts his fingers back inside her,three this time, and he curled them a couple of inches up.

"Boss!!!" She wailed shakily, holding onto the bed as tears of pleasure poured out of her greedy eyes.

He dragged his tongue back to her cl*t, nailing her g-spot as she c*ms all-over again.

"F**k! F**k! Boss!!!" She screamed again when he flattened his tongue over her bud, torturing her till she shook even more, and that was when he raised his face from her middle.

He's shirtless, looking so hot with the dark tattoos and thick muscles as he licked his wet lips.

His nose stud stood s*xily on his nose. Of all the tattoos on his body, the most significant one is one of a large snake, sitting on his chest with the stem of a poisonous flower in it's widely open mouth.

He looked down at Jezebel who's still lying in bed, waiting for the next shit, then he began unbolting his belt, ready to pull out his meat.

Jezebel smiled largely, ready to have him hard again. She's the gang b**ch, the only lady who never gets tired of the boss's d**k.

The door opened roughly, interrupting them as Chance came in.

"Told you to learn how to f**king knock before coming in here bastard!" Tiger roared, getting down from the bed.

Chance looked at naked Jezebel hatefully, then he returned his stare to Tiger who's now in front of him.

He's Tiger's junior brother, the only rebellious gang member. Doing things to his brother's annoyance is his speciality, and ask him who he hates most in the world, he'd mention Tiger. He's the logistics coordinator here .

"Knock on my brother's door before entering? Why? Cos you're f**king Jezebat?" Chance glared.

"I told you to stop calling me that a number of times! Chancellor!" Jezebel stood nakedly from the bed, and Chance glared at her.

"You should learn to stop calling my full name too, it disgusts me" he replied stonily.

"Chance!" Tiger shouted.

"The Terminator sent you a letter" Chance replied simply, and he raised a brow as Chance walked out of the room.

"The Terminator?" Jezebel's eyes widened, and Tiger rushed out of the room immediately.

Two guards followed him by the door, and the metals on his unbolted belt kept slamming on each other as his dark body walked the dimly lit corridor till he got to the computer lab where Zenith is waiting with Jaemin in front of the numerous systems.

Jaemin is Korean, the major hitman here.

"Here, boss" he tendered the letter, and Tiger took it quickly.

?HEARD YOU'RE EAGER TO MEET ME, LET'S MEET AT THE JUNGLE, NO EXTRAS?

"It's her, her mark is there" Zenith came closer, chewing gum as she pointed at the two baby heads in the letter.

"It might be a trap" Jaemin said.

"It's obviously a trap, that b**ch thinks she owns the Underworld" Jezebel replied, entering the lab.

"Of course she does, why else would she be named The Terminator? She's my role model" Zenith replied.

"You should go, at least you get a bullet in your skull and never come back" Chance said, coming in.

"Stop behaving like this, it's f**king sickening!" Jezebel spat, and Chance threw his axe at her.

She avoided it by bending back, and the axe got stuck in the wall.

"You got lucky" Chance muttered, and Jaemin smiled.

"Prepare the wagon, I'm leaving in five minutes" Tiger finally spoke, walking out of the room.

"Zenith, did you attach any camera to his body? We should watch his last moment at least" Chance said.

"You'll never change, f**king bastard" Zenith laughed.

"I'm scared, dunno why" Jezebel muttered.

"Don't be, it's boss we're talking about" Jaemin replied beside her.

Tiger's wagon halted sharply in front of the old building, and he came down in just a black singlet on his jean pants.

He's got a stick of weed in his mouth which he kept puffing as he stared at the building

It's the oldest building in Sicily, and the walls are already cracking. The rendezvous for most shady businesses in the Underworld (criminals world)

Meeting The Terminator has been his target since two years ago when she began her merciless killings, but he hasn't been lucky for once despite his higher up position in the Underworld.

Her face has stayed hidden, only her perfect killings speak for her. For the record, she killed 40+ people already, thereby making a name for herself and ruling the underworld which belonged to him in the first place.

He badly wants to meet the stealer of his spotlight.

He finished smoking the weed and disposed the stub before stepping into the jungle, the smell of oak oozing from him.

The moonlight shone brightly on his dark tats, beautifying his bulgy muscles.

He opened the creaky door and went in, meeting total darkness, but something feels weird immediately... The ground beneath him.

He looked down to see he's standing on a cracked spot, and before he could move, the spot crumbled down, and he fell from the room to another room, the concretes falling on his head.

He rolled away from the spot, getting his gun as he stood, and his eyes twitched when he came face to face with The Terminator herself. Her bloody face says it all even though she hooded.

"F**k" He muttered, getting his gun to shoot, but unknown to him, his gun has been replaced with an empty one when he was smoking beside his car.

No bullet flew out as he shot, and Toyota finally pulled down the hoodie from her head.

"I knew it, you're my little piece of cake, Tiger" she smiled cruelly and pulled the trigger.

Instead of a bullet, a tranquilizer syringe flew to his chest, and before he could remove it, it was already taking effect.

His eyes became drowsy, and he fell on his knees.

"By the way... You look... S*xy" he muttered before closing his eyes completely, falling mightily on the ground.