chapter 8

Lucy's frightened gaze met his impassive one as he looked down at her. The Mafia King lowered his head and saw her holding his hands - once again.He looked back at Lucy with an unreadable expression.Lucy could see stars in front of her eyes.Ah... goodbye my job. It was nice knowing you even if it was for a short time."Boss!"Frank widened his eyes as he quickly walked up to them. He almost fainted.His coat was creased into thin lines and that wasn't even the most horrifying part. The girl had boldly held onto his hands.That was a death warrant.Frank grimaced.She is dead. She is so dead. What a pity. We already lost our intern, this time even before the work began. What number would be this woman's death again?Lucy's heart loudly pounded in her chest.Calm down, calm down. Don't look as if you made any mistake. You just took his support, that's all.She brightly looked at him. "Godly handsome prince, thank you so much! You saved me once again. You are such a good man!"Frank choked in his own saliva.A good man?He recalled all the things they do in the Underworld.A good man…such a naive girl.He glared at her. "Miss Hale! What Godly handsome prince? Boss has a name. Address him like that."Lucy blinked his eyes and looked at him. "What is your name?"Frank turned cold. "You don't know the name of the man under whom you are going to work?"Lucy wondered.Did he introduce himself? Why don't I remember?Though the professor had addressed him as Mr. Willson once, Lucy was too caught up in the panic to hear it.She sheepishly smiled. "Hehe..hehehe...can you say it once again, please? This time, I will definitely register it in my heart."Frank sneered. "Register it in your brain, not your heart."Otherwise, you meet the same fate as all those other women, he added in his mind."Boss is-""Eric willson," the Mafia King spoke.Frank - "..."He stared at him in utter shock. It's usually him that does all the talking and introduction but after such a long time his boss personally introduced himself."My name is Eric Willson."And he even formed a full sentence!Eric Willson…Lucy dreamily gazed at him.Even the name has such a Godly feel. And his voice is so deep and charming.I am sorry, God. I misunderstood you. You are not unfair at all!Lucy furiously nodded her head. "It's nice to meet you Eric Willson - I mean, Sir."She shook his hands again.Eric looked down at their intertwined hands. He saw the wide grin on her lips, and he tilted his head as if thinking something hard.Frank straightened up. "Boss. Should I bring the axe?"Lucy innocently asked, "Axe? Why do you need to dig here? Isn't this a concrete road?"It's to cut off your hands you fool! Do we look like some construction workers to you?Eric stared at her beautiful black orbs and parted his lips. "No.""Then is it a saw, Boss? Or the long dagger we have?"Frank misunderstood his answer as a different weapon of choice instead of an axe.Eric looked at him. "No cutting off."He nodded. "I see. So are we going to drown them in acid instead? Or burn them with fire?"Eric pursed his lips.Lucy merrily chirped. "Is EW Industries in the construction business too? Never heard of it."What an idiot woman! We are talking about severing your hands here.Frank shot a deadly glare. "Why are you nonchalantly touching the boss? And what the hell did you do with his coat?"