Meanwhile, at the warehouse, smoke illuminated the air. Men were counting money and courting women.
"We're making good hustle, boys," A skinny man in a pimp outfit said, caressing two women.
A knock sounded at the warehouse door, and a guard went to open it. He saw another patrol guard standing there.
"Hey, have you finished your—huh?"
His ally fell to the ground before him. The man was confused, and before he knew what was happening, his head was separated from his body.
The other guards stood on alert, aiming their guns at the door.
"Wow…it seems I'm going to have quite the feast tonight."
Lufilia walked in, covered in spatters of blood.
"Who are you? Stay there!" a guard called out.
Lufilia walked closer and stepped on the head of the fallen guard, crushing it like a tomato.
"Oh, come now, boys. You don't want to stop a lady, now, would you?" Lufilia said.
"Fire! Fire!"
The guards shot at Lufilia. She vanished and reappeared behind the front line. A moment later, the hands of the guards fell off. They screamed in pain and watched the blood spray.
"Scream…scream some more. It fills me with pleasure!!"
Lufilia reached their leader, who was not even budging. The two women with him fell into despair. Lufilia saw that one of the women had bigger breasts than her and got irritated.
"I hate women with bigger breasts than mine," Lufilia said.
The man suddenly started clapping. "Very impressive, lady," He crossed his legs. "You took down so many of my men instantly. You've got skills, ex-military? Black Ops? Say, I could use someone like you. How about you work for me? You can have houses, cars, and live a life of luxury. What do you say?"
Lufilia lifted her foot and stepped on his face. The heel of her shoe stuck in his eye, blinding him. The man screamed in pain and tried to remove her foot. Blood gushed from his right eye and stained his pure white clothes.
"Gyaaaaaaah!"
Lufilia sank her foot deeper into his eye. Suddenly, she received a slap on her butt.
Lufilia turned around in fury and rage.
"Which asshole did it? I'll kill you for that!"
"Is that so? I'd like to see you try."
"Ma-ma…Mistress!?"
Lufilia started to sweat intensely as Kelly looked at her with a kind smile. She sensed something extremely sinister behind that smile.
"I see you're having fun."
"I didn't know you were here, Mistress."
Kelly slapped her butt again.
"Oh, Mistress…I've been a naughty girl. Punish me more!!"
Kelly cringed intensely as Lufilia stuck her butt out to him.
"Like hell," Kelly said, and gave her a slap to the face. Lufilia crashed into a shelf, which came tumbling down on her.
"As if I'd do anything with a pervert and a masochist like you."
Kelly walked up to the drug dealer. "I do apologize for my servant's actions. I'll discipline her," she said.
"You're her master? Well, you're gonna pay for what she's done. I want everything you own," the man shouted while holding his bleeding eyeball.
Kelly suddenly pointed a gun at his head. "In that case, I'll send you to hell, where you'll receive proper compensation."
Kelly's smile turned into a frown, and she shot the man's head clean off. Blood sprayed on the two women who sat next to him.
"Now then." She walked over to Lufilia and dragged her by her hair. She smiled and took a bow. "I bid you farewell."
Kelly shot a canister into the warehouse that leaked gas. It was later ignited and blew up the entire warehouse.
"The probability of the police finding evidence will be zero percent," Lufilia said.
Suddenly, there was an even greater explosion. It completely destroyed the warehouse.
"See. And as for you, Lufilia," Kelly looked down on Lufilia, who was bleeding from her nose. "I was a bit concerned about giving you this mission, and it seems I was right—you've made trouble for me again. This time, I'll make sure your punishment is severe. So much so your grandchildren, even your great-great-great-grandchildren, will beg for mercy."
Kelly's eyes made Lufilia fret; her eyes quivered in fear and cold sweat ran down her face.
The next day, Kelly wakes up to the sound of her phone ringing.
"Hello? What? Mistress has been arrested?" Kelly said.
…
This is a disaster. Why, you ask? Because I'm here, sitting in an interrogation room, being questioned by the authorities.
How did this happen, you ask? Well, let's go back to this morning.
I woke up the next day, got out of bed, went to the bathroom, showered, and got dressed.
The door was knocked, and Silvia came in with a tray. She told me she had gone to the hotel's kitchen and made breakfast for me.
After eating, I went down to the lobby and relaxed there with Silvia.
"Check that girl out."
"She's hot."
As usual, I was getting attention from boys who gathered and kept staring at me, but I didn't pay attention to them.
I was reading a book when one boy came over and sat at the table with me. "Hey," he said.
These Americans are bolder than I imagined.
"Insolent! You dare interrupt my Mistress? Learn your place, dog!" Silvia said.
"And who the fuck are you? Do you know who I am? My father is the police chief in this town. You should speak to me properly, bitch, or else I'll throw you in jail!"
Flaunting his poor status won't work.
I raised my hand and slapped him in the face. I slapped him so hard he flew off the chair.
"Even I don't speak to her in such a disrespectful manner. What gave you the right to speak to her like that, you disrespectful worm?" I looked at him with my cold gaze.
"You bitch… How dare you slap me! I'll make you pay for that!" he shouted.
"Or what, you'll lock me in jail? Go ahead. We'll see who stays in prison the longest," Roselina said.
Soon after, the boy called his father, who arrived with three police cars.
"Who did it? Who hit my son?" The man, wearing a black police uniform, came forward.
"Father… She did it! She did it!" The boy pointed at Roselina, and his father looked at her.
(This girl… she looks familiar,) the man thought to himself as he walked up to Roselina.
"Are you the one who hit my son?" he asked.
"Yes, and I don't regret it. Your son was accosting my caretaker and me. I defended myself against his disrespectful behavior," Roselina explained.
"The way you talk… are you from England?" the chief asked.
"Yes."
"Ma'am, I'm going to need you to come with me."
"Sure," Roselina said.
"But, Mistress…"
"It's okay, Silvia. I'd love to see what happens next," Roselina said with a smile.
And so, Roselina was arrested.
In the meantime, Paul, who was asleep in his bed in a nightcap, woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. He removed his eye pad and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"It's me, Kelly. Tell me, how is my sister doing?"
"She's doing great, darling. I was just about to check on her."
"That's funny because I just got a call, that my sister was arrested."
"What?!!" Paul sat up in shock.
"Listen, Paul, I love my sister, and I trust you as a friend to take care of her, but I'll say this to you once: if anything happens to her, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your days looking at the world from a hospital bed. Do I make myself clear?" Kelly's murderous intent was leaking through the phone, making Paul a bit nervous.
She hung up, leaving Paul disoriented.
He sighed, brushed back his hair, and got serious. "Get me the mayor!" he shouted.
Back at the police station, the police chief looked at Roselina.
"I still can't put my finger on it, but this girl looks familiar," Chief Baker said to himself.
"Sir, are you sure about this? Arresting an innocent child?" a police woman asked.
"What's innocent about her? She harmed my son," Baker said. "Return to your post immediately."
Baker's son sat in his father's office. "I'll make that girl pay. Just you wait. I'll make her get on her knees and…" he started laughing.
An officer entered the interrogation room where Roselina was. He threw down the file on the table to intimidate her.
"Do you know why you're here?" the officer asked.
"Yes."
"You do?"
"I believe it's called disorderly conduct. It's a crime of casuing disruption in public and distress to the peace of the citizen. The fine is $150," Roselina stated. "And aslo assault, which is beating up guys with big mouths."
The officer got irritated by this. "Smart girl. Why did you do it anyway?"
"Because he insulted my assistant, Silvia, here."
"And that gave you the right to hit him?"
"Indeed." He slammed his hands on the table in anger.
"You hit the son of the police chief! Don't you think about the consequences of your actions?" he shouted.
Roselina looked at him with her cold eyes.
"Careful. My mother and father never shouted at me, so what gives you the right? I see why this place is filthy… because the stench of your dirty cops lingers in the air."
Roselina stated this, and the officer, although angry, calmed down and took a seat.
"It seems you don't understand your situation. I hold the key to whether you go free or not. I can charge you for disrespecting a police officer. I can send you to jail and let you spend two years behind bars, so play nice, girly," he stated.
Roselina started to laugh. "You want to arrest me? Do you know who you're talking to? I can have this place shut down with one phone call," she said.
"Oh, yeah? I'd like to see you try."
"Don't worry, you will. In about five seconds."
Outside the police station, five black BMWs and even more vehicles arrived. Out of one of the GMC SUVs came a gray-haired man, and out of one of the BMWs came Paul.
"Mr. Mayor, I'm glad you could come on such short notice," Paul said.
"Yes, you said this was an emergency situation," the mayor asked.
"Yes. Do you know my friend, Kelly Valentine, the multi-billionaire who lives in England?"
"Yes, I've been trying to get in touch with her for years."
"Well, her sister, Roselina, is here in Ohio and was arrested by the chief officer here. And you and I both know what that means, right?" Paul stated.
The mayor got nervous. "...Disaster," he muttered nervously.
Paul and the mayor walked into the police station. Seeing him, every policeman got up and saluted the mayor.
"Where is she? Where is Roselina Valentine?" the mayor shouted.