Secret Wife Is A Crazy Beast - Chapter 158

“Ah yes, she is here. Everything is set up. But please be quick, we have a problem” Mana replied to the tall man who walked out of the bathroom and brushed passed her, making his way over to the mattress where Lina lay unconscious.

His hair was slicked back, and he had a tattoo of a dragon starting from behind his ear, going down all the way down his neck and disappearing into his clothes. He also had an eyebrow piercing and as he brushed by Mana, her nose was filled with the scent of cheap cigarettes.

The man looked down at the mattress to see the dark haired beauty sprawled across it uncomfortably. He body was painfully tempting, the fullness of her figure and the daintiness of her features.

Even when she looked uncomfortable, Lina’s face looked like it was touched by the angels. Watching the man’s eyes glimmer with l.u.s.t at the discovery of his target, somehow made Mana even angrier.

‘Why is it always her who catches everyone’s eye? Look at how sloppy and shameless she seems right now. Shouldn’t she be hated by her husband and now? How could someone like this be Mrs. Moshi?’

“Just do what you’re being paid to do quickly and get out of here. We don’t have much time…don’t forget whose orders you’re here on.” Mana barked at the man. He was really annoying her now.

The man glared at Mana but turned back to obey nonetheless. He knew the people he worked for were not to be taken lightly.

He knelt over the matteress and buried each one of his knees on either side of Lina as he moved closer to her, his shadow covering her body lying there helplessly.

Mana began to click away as the man inched closer and closer to a unconscious Lina. As she continued clicking photos the man began to undress, removing his shirt.

His back muscles were hardened and his skin scarred in several places.

‘Where did she find him, such a gangster!’ Mana thought, as she wondered how such a man ever came in contact with the rich little miss paying him to soil Lina’s reputation.

As he bent down and edged closer to Lina, her unconscious body suddenly jerked as her eyes flew open, looking straight into the face of the rugged, gangster shirtless above her.

At first, her eyes registered bewilderment, as the gangster smirked at her.

‘This will be fun, trying to tame this beauty under me’ he thought as he tightened his grip on her wrists and moved his knee over her leg, crushing it with his body weight to control her.

“What is it? What’s happening?” Mana asked, her heart racing as she realised something was wrong.

“The little beauty is awake! She’s ready to play!” the gangster announced, his voice laced with l.u.s.t and wickedness.

Mana knew that Lina couldn’t find out her role in setting the gangster on her, so she quickly tossed the phone aside and rushed towards the gangster, to ‘attempt’ to throw him off.

As she tried to grab his shoulders, he growled angrily and smacked Mana off like a fly with his heavy muscular arm, pushing her halfway across the room, causing her to fall and hit her head against a wall.

However, the moment the gangster turned back to Lina to have his way with her, her eyes were no longer bewildered, but were burning with a fire that sent a shiver down his spine.

But he shook it off.

“What are you glaring at me for, little beauty? Didn’t you offer yourself up to me just now?” he laughed at her.

But Lina continued to glare with a strange, other-worldly viciousness.

“Get off me” she snarled, her voice low, but dangerous. She was like a wild animal who had been cornered. Unpredictable.

But the gangster didn’t heed her for a second. He was going to get what he wanted. What was better, was that he was getting paid for it.

Outside the bas.e.m.e.nt, Ayu was hurrying back with a glass of water. As she went over to the door in the corner, she tried to open it. But no matter how much she rattled it, the door wouldn’t open.

She quickly put the glass of water aside, and stuck her ear to the door to check if there were any sound coming from down below. But the music in the club was so loud she could barely hear a thing.

As her heart rate escalated into a panic, she began to rattle the doorknob even harder. And when that didn’t work, she began to push and slam the door with her hands.

She tried to look around for her help desperately, but everyone was either drugged, drunk or out of it, and she could barely see in the darkness.

There was only one way in, and she would break the door down if she had to get to Lina. Ayu began to slam the side of her body into the heavy door again and again, trying her best to throw it open.

On the other end, the gangster became angered as Lina ordered him to get off. How dare this woman talk to him like that. He was a feared gang leader, and there was no way he was going to let this delicate woman push him around.

“Shut up! Don’t you dare tell me what to do” he yelled. In one quick move he slapped Lina with such force that her soft white cheek turned a deep shade of crimson and began to swell.

He expected her to cry, but her she barely registered any pain by her expression. For a moment the gangster was taken aback at her complete apathy.

But what scared him now, was that her eyes were no longer fiery and blazing, but had turned flat and cold as ice. He was tongue tied and deep inside, got the feeling that he had gotten himself into something dangerous.

The next thing he knew, he felt his body being thrown by an enormous force punching into his stomach. He was thrown so hard, his body almost flew across the room.

As his n.a.k.e.d back hit the floor, he heard a crack.

“AAAAHHHHH” he screamed.

The petite woman he had pinned down so easily earlier was standing above him, looking down at him with disgust, as if he was no better than a c.o.c.kroach.

But what was worse, was her four inch stilettos were crushing down his fingers, slowly breaking each of his carpals, meta-carpals and phalanges.

His hand was so crushed, he could barely speak from the pain as he felt wetness in his eyes, involuntary tears springing out.

“How dare you touch me” Lina’s words were quiet, yet dangerous. This lowlife gangster had never felt power like this attack his body.

But his spite only grew, being bullied by a woman of her size and stature. A woman he wanted to own and relish.

“Get off me bitch!” he spat at her foot as he pulled out a knife, and with one swift movement tried to pierce into the foot that was crushing his hand.

But there was no foot there anymore to stab.

As he looked around cluelessly, he felt himself being dragged by his hair towards the toilet.