It was Friday night, music was high all were busy dancing, boozing, and smoking.

　　Alice was seated on the high chair facing the bar counter and enjoying her drink when a waiter came and said “Excuse me, Mam, Mr. Williams wants to buy a drink for you”

　　On the other hand, Alexander Williams who was seating a little far was smirking when he saw the waiter talking to the girl whose back was facing him, and only seeing her back was enough for him to get her to his bed for tonight. She was wearing a black crop top and her sexy white waist was visible which made him hard to resist.

　　He thought that once that girl will listen to his name she will turn and smile and he will ride her his way. That’s what happens every night, girls throw themselves on him, and they just want his attention once. After some time waiter came shaking with his head looking at the ground and said “Si…Sir…” he was not able to speak out of fear because he knew the moment he said what happened he might lose his head from his body.

　　Alex looked at him with his cold face and said in plan tone “say it” The waiter mustered up his courage and said “Sir …that Mam …she…she paid the bill of your table and said ……” he was not able to say further he urinated in his pants.

　　Alex stood and said angrily “say it now” waiter tried to continue “sir… she ….she said …fuck you with.. with your money” after saying this waiter fainted.

　　Alex waved his hands to his man to take away the waiter and left.

　　Before leaving he looked at the place where the girl was seating but she was gone.

　　While he was seating in his Mercedes-Maybach he called Joy his assistant and said “I want all the details of a girl, who just now paid the bill of my table in my fucking pub”

　　Joy was shocked to hear what Alex said he replied “yes boss” and Alex hung up the call. Joy thought “poor girl you messed with the god of death, god bless your poor soul”

　　In half an hour he got the details in his mail, he smirked while reading the details

　　Name: Black angel

　　Age: 22 years

　　Height: 5.6

　　Work: Right hand of Mafia boss Dylan Millers, top shooter

　　Hobbies: Playing Pubg, loves playing football in the rain

　　Her address and many other details

　　He told the driver to go to her address smirking and thinking “black angel, I will fuck you senseless tonight, you will know with whom you messed, you should never reject Alexander Williams” then he mumbled “sorry my friend Dylan your people messed up with the wrong person”

　　In the next fifteen minutes he reached to Alice’s apartment, it was a high-end society. His bodyguards made way for him. No one had the guts to stop him or ask any question.

　　Alice’s home was on the sixteenth floor; he stood in front of the gate and waved the bodyguards to open the door. The door had fingerprint lock but by the time he reached here, his hacker team had already unlocked the door.

　　He asked his bodyguards to wait at the door and he entered the house.