Chapter 119 I Want You, Baby Girl

• The goon groaned in pain, clutching his hand as the bullet pierced through it, forcing him to drop the gun. Leah instinctively stepped back, horrified at the sight of his bloodied hand.
• Then, one after another, gunshots rang out—each one swift and precise. The weapons fell from the goons’ hands as bullets tore through their palms, bringing them to their knees, crying out in agony. The Italian mafia men closed in, landing blows with fists and kicks, taking control of the scene.
• Leah’s heart raced. She trembled at the brutal violence unfolding around her. Her head spun, her stomach twisted in nausea, and her legs gave way. As her body swayed and her eyes rolled back, she collapsed—only to be caught just in time by Mr. Devil, who sprinted forward to catch her before she hit the ground.