West immediately tried to push her back but his arms barely moved.
Her strength was monstrous... it felt like he was pinned in place by iron.
West's patience snapped as he bit her lip sharply.
"Mm—"
Then he grabbed her throat and shoved her backward with force.
She stumbled back four steps as a thin line of blood ran down her lower lip.
For a moment she simply stared at him before letting out a wild and delighted laugh.
She wiped the blood with her thumb and slowly licked it away.
"Mmm."
"Kinky."
West's expression darkened.
"So that's how you like it."
West stepped forward slightly with a cold tone.
"I'm only saying this once."
"Stay away from me."
Her eyes gleamed as she responded; "I don't do well with orders."
West ignored the comment.
"I don't have any business with the mafia."
His gaze hardened.
"And I intend for things to stay that way."
Without another word, he turned and walked away.
But halfway down the street, he vanished from her point of view.
