002 Kissing Game

"Humph," Valerio said with a snort and a chilling smile, his voice dangerous, "Long time no see, what? No hello?"

Zona looked up at the man in the seat with a pale face, her voice couldn't help but tremble, "Mr. Valerio."

Zona tried to restrain the fearful dread in her heart, her fingers heavily pinching the flesh of her thighs to maintain as calm an appearance as possible.

But her every move had long been read by the man in the leather armchair across the room.

Valerio narrowed his eyes and surveyed Zona ...... She was still as beautiful as she had been three years ago, except for a long rose-vine-man tattoo that ran from her ear bone and down the side of her cheek to the depths of her collar, "Is this some kind of new fad in prison? "

"Ah, sort of," Zona touched the rose vineman tattoo with some embarrassment.

Valerio continued to ogle her like a viper while viciously clenching his teeth in an effort to quell his bloodlust. Although this woman was beautiful, but her heart made him sick, in order to compete for a man, she even killed her love rival, his own sister Mia, he hated her, and could not wait to send her to hell with his own hands, but every time he saw her aquamarine blue eyes, his hand holding the gun trembled, so he could only throw her into prison, but he did not expect her three years in prison to pass by so quickly.

"Fresh out of prison and you can't wait to prostitute yourself, "Valerio tickled the corner of his lips a bit, "you sure are a no-nonsense bitch."

Zona was in a hurry, with her face instantly turned pale and she jerked her head up, "I was wrongly accused, please believe me."

Valerio raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?" Caught off guard, he lifted his finger and casually pointed to a bottle of wine in the nearby wine cabinet, curling his lips at Zona with a sneer, "As long as you can drink all of this bottle, I will consider to listen to your defense."

Zona looked up with a pale face at the bottle of vodka he was pointing at.

Bourbon vodka, one of the more famous types of vodka in the world, with the alcohol content was around forty degrees. Zona stared at the bottle of vodka with a pale face and opened her mouth as she tried to say something.

The man on the couch, like a hunter, teased the toy at his feet, his emerald green eyes staring teasingly at Zona, "My patience is limited."

Hearing that familiar voice, Zona blanched even more, "I'm allergic to alcohol, please change the punishment, sir, please. I'll do as I'm told."

"Good!" Valerio's face flickered with cold severity, then he snapped his fingers in the air, along with this ringing finger, a figure, from the dark corner, slowly walked out, "My Lord."

The man in the black suit, with his clean-cut inches were bowed at a respectful 45°. Zona recognizes him, this man was one of the members of the Mafia who had been waiting behind Valerio.

Zona looked at Valerio under the dim light in disbelief, a devilish smile slowly blossomed on his gilded and perfect features, his thin lips moved, "Kiss him."

Zona followed his slender fingers, sight fixed on the silent man in black suit behind him ...... openly, eyes widened!

"What? Can't do it?" In his ear, came Valerio's playful laugh, "Either, drink. Either, kiss him. Or, I'll fuck you right here."

As if a pot of ice water poured down from the head, Zona's whole body is cold without a trace of temp, her ears buzzing, tilting her head, her dumbfounded gaze looking at the imperial man on the sofa ...... What did he say?

But she didn't dare to resist, she was just an ordinary person who couldn't fight against  the mafia of the Philo family, unless she wanted to die on the spot and have her body dumped, what's more, this man had decided that she was the one who had killed her sister's enemy, and even more, she's been bid off the auction block by this man for five million dollars, resisting wasn't a good idea in any case.

Seeing her panic, Valerio hooked his lips in satisfaction.