12: Mae

"Look at me," he commanded and weirdly I obeyed, feeding my eyes with his built body again.

Leo turned around and stepped under the brightest light in the room. With his back facing me, I could see the tattoo spread across his back.

I won't lie, it's beautiful. There was a shadowy tattoo of a skull head and two guns crossing under it. Then the cobra that ran from his upper shoulder part to his waist. The tattoo artist who designed his tattoo needed an award if you ask me.

Leo turned back to me so I looked at the ceiling to act like I wasn't mesmerized just now by the beautiful art on his back. His broad shoulders made the skull head have a more dreading look.

"Why are you showing me your tats? You just want to show that you have a skilled tattoo artist, right?" I looked back at him to ask.

"The snake on my back, every man who works for and under me has it too. If I send one of my men to take out Lade, it will be easy to know that it was my order." He stood now with his hands buried d