บท 1072: Do you?

"Hera."

Hera ran her tongue across her inner cheek, glancing at the person howling on top of Dominic. She clicked her tongue, taking a large step. She coldly clasped Dane's hair back, smacking his head forcefully. 

"Ack!"

Dane rolled over to the side, leaving Dominic's body. He sucked air through his bloody gritted teeth, holding his bleeding wrist. Glaring daggers at the person who smacked his head, his breath hitched upon recognizing the person who did it. 

"You… look terrible," Hera pointed out with disinterest. "Guess he did a good number on you."

"You bitch —"

BANG!

Another round of screams escaped Dane's throat as she shot him in the leg. 

"I don't have time to listen to more of your barking," Hera remarked while the echoes of gunfire harmonized with his screams. "Shut your mouth because the next one goes to your throat."