Chapter 161

Alex didn't waste any time.

He snapped his leg up and slammed his boot into Kelvin's face, as if the man's skull were nothing more than a cheap welcome mat.

Kelvin's head whipped downward on impact, practically smooching the dirt off Alex's shoe.

Kelvin stumbled back, his fury twisting his features into a hideous scowl.

"You bastard!" he spat, voice trembling with outrage. "Who the hell do you think you are, meddling in my business? You're a dead man!"

Kelvin turned on his heel, barking orders like an enraged drill sergeant. "Security- get your asses over here and take him out!"

The guards rushed forward, but Josephine, always a fuse waiting to be lit, leaped between them and Alex. Defiance blazed in her eyes.

"Touch him, and I'll snap your bones like twigs!" she warned, practically daring them to try.

One guard reached for her, only to find his arm twisted into a pretzel.

Josephine hammered a kick into his groin so hard it could've knocked his ancestors off their family tree.

He collapsed with a strangled wheeze.

Another guard lunged at Alex, but Alex dropped him with a single, surgical strike to the jaw, sending him crashing to the floor like a broken mannequin.

Two more guards charged, hungry for a takedown, but they met the same fate- Josephine and Alex whirled around them like a living storm, each blow landing with brutal precision.

Before long, the bank floor was strewn with guards groaning in agony.

Josephine smirked at Alex, wiping her hands on her pants. Damn, you're good at this."

He shot her an equally smug grin. "You're not too shabby yourself."

features as he snatched an iron. baton from

swung

was already a step ahead. He sidestepped the blow with the grace of a dancer, then pounded a vicious punch

trembling as blood dripped from his nose. When he opened his mouth, a couple of teeth rattled onto

room fell silent as the reality sank in-Mr. Kelvin, the all-powerful manager of

Kelvin sputtered, gawking at the bloody teeth in

not taking reservations before I break someone's face. You

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Clearly, you have no idea who's pulling my strings. It's the Mafia-the real deal. They'll

blood onto the

here any second, and I'll be sure to mount your skull on

black cars screeched

matching outfits surged into the bank, led by

looked carved from a

his face, making him look

every step.

"You're all screwed now," he crowed,

of you losers are leaving

through the crowd, hushed whispers filling

name that could be a blade sharper than any sword for it cut before the fight

"Holy shit, that's Scarface?"

He's rumored

dozen people. This isn't

and even she looked a

sentence on my turf?" Scarface boomed, chomping on a cigar like he owned the world. He barreled forward, and people scattered like

her shoulders. "Alex, get out of here. This is my mess to clean up," she said, stepping

was clearly a warrior who did not measure her worth by her own survival, but by

an amused tilt of his head,

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