Upstairs, Bella was changing in her exclusive room. The Chanel black dress that Dominic had just touched was thrown into the corner without hesitation. A trace of disgust appeared on her face, and she sneered in her heart, "Touch my clothes? That stinky brat really doesn't know what's good for him, thinking he can take advantage of me by just touching? Ptooey, what a disgusting virgin look!"
Bella sighed softly as she continued to take off the rest of her clothes and put on new underwear. She thought to herself, "Just wait, Arley will make him understand what hell is. Haha, I bet that guy already regrets coming to 'Rose', right?" A malicious smile appeared at the corner of Bella's mouth, as if she could already see Dominic being tortured by Arley until he was in agony. "Thinks he's some big shot? Heh, Arley will teach him how to 'enjoy' the nightclub's special service later."
However, just as Bella was halfway through changing and had just put on her underwear, she suddenly heard a muffled shouting sound from outside. She frowned, initially thinking it was a drunk guest downstairs throwing a tantrum. But as the sound became clearer and turned into ear-piercing screams, Bella's brows furrowed tighter. This sound, something wasn't right!
She immediately reached for the handgun by the bed, her brows tightly furrowed, thinking to herself, "Who dares to cause trouble in Wilson Fisk's nightclub? Are they crazy?" Bella quickly analyzed the current situation. "Could it be some gang trying to take advantage of the situation? Those small gangs have been restless lately, but... on Wilson Fisk's territory, do they really dare to make trouble?" While thinking this, she quickly disengaged the safety, preparing for any situation that might arise.
Just as she was nervously preparing to face the enemy, a loud "Bang!" suddenly came from outside the door. The door panel was violently kicked open by a powerful force, the entire door detached directly from the wall, and fell to the ground with a deafening crash. The air in the room seemed to freeze instantly, Bella's heart suddenly sank, and a trace of shock flashed in her eyes.
"Who?! Who is it?!" Bella's eyes widened sharply, her grip on the gun tightened, staring at the door that had been kicked off.
Before she could fully react, a familiar figure slowly walked in from outside the door. It was Dominic, wearing his signature mischievous smile, as if nothing had just happened, his hands in his pockets, as relaxed as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard.
"Hey, Bella, your door here isn't very good, it flew off with just one kick. Shouldn't you consider getting a better back door? Otherwise, the guests' keys. Oh, no, I mean clubs! They can get in easily." Dominic said with a hint of teasing, as if he had just made a harmless joke.
Bella's eyes narrowed slightly, her finger tight on the trigger, her mind racing. She suppressed the shock in her heart, trying to regain her composure, but she already knew that this guy was definitely not the idiot she had imagined. "How on earth did he..." Countless questions flashed through her mind instantly.
Dominic stood in the center of the room, deliberately looking around, then shrugged, "Ah, I have to say, Bella, the 'host' downstairs just now was really enthusiastic. But I think he might have been a little too excited, he lay down before he even waited for my response."
Bella's face instantly turned cold, her brows furrowed tighter. She stared at Dominic, a hint of coldness in her eyes. "You... what did you do to Arley?" Her voice was cold and full of vigilance.
Dominic smiled, waving his hand carelessly, "Oh, Arley... Don't worry, he's probably downstairs now... uh, enjoying a long trip. But I have to say, Bella, your taste... is a bit strange. Isn't that guy Arley a bit... too enthusiastic?" His tone was clearly teasing and provocative, completely disregarding the current situation.
Bella's finger was already tight on the trigger, her thoughts were chaotic, but she still tried to remain calm. "Who exactly are you? How dare you run wild here!"
A devil-may-care smile played on Dominic's lips as he slowly approached Bella, a hint of wickedness in his eyes. "Run wild? No, no, no, I'm just here to enjoy 'Rose''s service. As for who dares to run wild, that's not my concern." After speaking, he lightly whistled, as if he didn't take the current danger to heart at all.
Bella tightly gripped the gun in her hand, a black Glock 19, light and deadly, her weapon of choice that she carried with her year-round. She knew the power of this gun well, having dealt with countless troublesome individuals. At this moment, her eyes were filled with a viper-like coldness, the image of a femme fatale, a scorpion-like beauty, displayed perfectly.
"You really think you can run wild here? You don't know what death is!" Bella growled through clenched teeth, quickly raising the gun in her hand and aiming it at Dominic's chest. Without hesitation, her finger fiercely pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of gunshots exploded in the small room, bullets shot out like lightning, flying straight towards Dominic. However, a shocking scene unfolded.
Dominic's expression didn't change in the slightest, still wearing his devil-may-care smile, as if he didn't care about the bullets at all. He slowly extended a finger and lightly drew a line in the air, and the bullets suddenly deflected just inches away from his body, flying towards the sides of the room.
Smack! Smack! Smack! The bullets hit the walls, the table, and even the ceiling, sending splinters and dust flying. The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and Bella's almost empty magazine seemed to be just venting her anger at the air.
Bella stared at this scene, completely stunned. Her eyes were wide with disbelief, staring intently at Dominic, the gun in her hand now useless, like a meaningless toy. Her legs began to go weak, her body uncontrollably retreated backward, and finally, she collapsed weakly onto the ground, leaning against the corner of the wall in a disheveled state.
"This is impossible... You... What kind of monster are you?" she muttered to herself, her voice filled with fear and incomprehensible shock.
Dominic looked down at Bella, who was lying on the ground, dressed only in a black underwear set. Her previously calm and composed image of a scorpion-like beauty had completely crumbled, replaced by a woman overwhelmed by fear. Her long, slender legs were so weak they seemed unable to support her body any longer.
Dominic gently shook his head, a meaningful smile appearing on his face as he looked down at her and said, "Tsk tsk tsk... As expected, it's easy for people to turn bad once they have power. When I was a child, I heard a saying, 'It takes three years to learn good, but only three days to learn bad.' But Bella, it seems you learned quite quickly, it's just a shame... you're not walking the right path."
He deliberately paused, his gaze contemptuously sweeping over Bella's disheveled appearance, then continued with a hint of teasing laughter, "As for me, hey, you know, I never take the ordinary path... I've long since mastered the art of 'turning bad'. And, as the saying goes, the gun isn't important, what's important is... whether the bullet is big enough." He smiled wickedly, a suggestive hint in his eyes.
Bella remained slumped on the ground, her face etched with terror and helplessness, unable to utter a complete sentence. The scene that had just unfolded had completely shattered her mindset, making her realize that the man in front of her was simply beyond her comprehension.
Dominic chuckled again, slowly walked closer to Bella, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I won't 'touch' you today... But, I think you understand now who the real 'Master' of this place will be from now on."
After speaking, he stood up, straightened his collar, and casually glanced around the room, which was full of bullet holes, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than an insignificant little interlude.