Veronica CEO's Underworld Queen

him.

Veronica was resting in her room when the door burst open! She was shocked after seeing it was Rawlf.

"What ha,"

"What did you settle the underground arena for?!"

Veronica turned silent. This is the first time that Rawlf showed her this kind of extreme emotion and she could understand why.

The man is not stupid and of course, he already had a hunched of it. "Calm down, let's talk. I'm going to tell you anyway." "No Veronica! You did it without even telling me about it!" "Rawlf.. I.."

"It won't happen Veronica. I won't let you."

The man said calmly, obviously restraining himself from lashing out on her. "It will." Veronica replied stubbornly.

"Veronica."

"I am determined, Rawlf and you won't be able to stop me." "Veronica please, don't force me."

Veronica heaved a sigh. This is where her stubbornness ends. It's not because she's backing down but because Rawlf as of the moment is a volcano and she doesn't want to be the tornado and clash with

She stood up from the bed and pulled him forcefully to her and embraced him.

"If you think that it will work, no it won't Veronica." Rawlf sighs and also calms down. Veronica didn't respond,

"Not the time yet", she thought. Some time later, sensing that the man's stiff muscle started to loosened up, Veronica pulled him back to the bed. Him sitting at the edge of the bed, she, straddling him. "I know you worry about me but please, trust me in this. Besides, if you think I'm losing, you could just have her shot dead."

Rawlf chuckled finally. "You're playing dirty."

"Well, who cares. She played dirty in the first place." "Hmm."

"So You agree?"

"I can shoot her if she dares hurt you." "As if I'd let her!"

Rawlf once again chuckled. "Fine."

Happy that the man is doting to her to this extent, Veronica kissed him softly. The man responded in a passionate way. The kiss deepened and slowly, Rawlf stood up carrying Veronica with him, their lips still connected before laying her on the bed.

As the intense desire consumed them both, Rawlf playfully uttered, "Let's start your training."

The next night, the death or alive arena, once again is filled with people. Actually, is packed with people because they heard that Lady Cleopatra of the underworld is fighting someone tonight!

"I've heard that the queen is fighting tonight? Who's her opponent?!" "Heard it's a daughter of a former President of Country P."

"What?! Seriously? Wow! Is she really that powerful that she could even dare to fight with a country's President's daughter?!"

"You're in this world. Why are you acting surprised?"

"For the sake of it." The other person deadpanned, making the other one roll his eyes.

Meanwhile, Pyotr whose blindfold was just removed was squinting his eyes trying to adapt from the blazing light from the center of the stage.

He frowned and looked at the man beside him.

'Rawlf'.

The man sensing his gaze uttered without looking at him,

"You must have felt this same kind of anticipation that year, don't you. Watching your woman's enemy about to be harmed and humiliated on that stage."

Pyotr's eyes protruded. The man's meaning is obvious!

'Katarina!!' He screamed inside as his arms are not only tightly bound behind the chair, even his mouth was plastered by a tape preventing him from moving or even talking. Rawlf watched the man trying to move, he sneered.

"Since you enjoyed this kind of show so much, I'll give you something you surely won't miss in the world." After Rawlf finishes that sentence, a woman surrounded by four powerful looking men is being ushered in the front stage.

Pyotr tried to move after realizing who that woman was!

'Katarina!'

His mind screamed inside as he let out angry noises from his throat. However, no matter how fierce the noise he made, the cheering from the crowd swallowed it.

"Remember that incident five years

ago, my woman was harmed by you all for your woman. Watch everything closely, every time you shut your eyes will result in your woman being shot on the stage."

Rawlf stated emotionlessly, and he truly meant it. He's not underestimating Veronica's capability because he saw her once fighting.

Nonetheless, Rawlf is cunning and is very much ready to dishonor his words as long as no harm befalls his woman.

Those men with the Tan lady, their soul burning in hell, could prove it. And even the Tan lady who, despite being alive, would have wished to die than live her everyday hell in the asylum Rawlf brought her into.

The crowd went extra livelier when a masked woman, like that of an Egyptian queen entered the stage.

Her black, latex overall should not compliment the ancient looking mask but surprisingly, the overall outfit suits her! "Lady Cleopatra!"

Someone shouted from the crowd. Pyotr's eyes dilated hearing this!

'Lady Cleopatra?!'

And even Katarina who was now free on stage was surprised, however, she recovered and smiled,

"My biggest mistake is to actually underestimate you, Veronica or should I call the rising queen of the underworld, Lady Cleopatra."

Veronica smiled back.

"You didn't actually. Those people made a mistake of overestimating my reputation. I haven't done anything big yet."

Katarina clenched her fist! She hates this kind of woman! Those who pretend to be humble and modest!

Overestimating?!

Who in the hell would dare call it an overestimation when her underworld force led by Lady Cleopatra earned and rose in the span of only two years?! How much more for the years to come? That's why Lady Cleopatra being called as the rising queen of the Underworld is no joke!

Her reputation is formidable! Even Pyotr warned her not to cross the woman and the force! Katarina laughed loudly, realizing something,

"If I haven't done what I have done that year, there shouldn't be a Lady Cleopatra. Can I say that I created you Lady Cleopatra?"

Veronica smiled back,

"No, Katarina. You didn't. Because I created myself. And this Lady Cleopatra will make sure of your unbecoming." "How dare you!"

Veronica's eyes went sharp and cold.

"I. Dare."