Chapter Thirty Two

Sienna

I chuckled dryly as everyone left without so much as a word. I watched as Paulo gulped and light perspiration was beginning to build up on his thick neck. He shuffled his feet with his eyes fixated to the ground.

I walked around before I stopped in front of him. He was a couple of inches shorter than me. His face was littered with ugly scars and his yellow teeth looked rotten. No amount of gold teeth could hide that fact.

"You fucking piss me off." I smirked and pulled out my knife. I ran my fingers over the cool blade. "I have no need for stupidity in my mafia. I also heard that you abused a young girl," I said to him, lowering my voice a bit.

"I… I didn't," Paulo stuttered, raising his hands in defence.

I grabbed a fist full of his greasy hair, making him wince in pain. "You filthy piece of shit!" I growled lowly and stabbed his neck, the knife going all the way in.

It was really satisfying to do. I couldn't stand men who harmed women or children. I stepped back and watched