The Devil Undercover system

Chapter 2: Across the Devil

The underground club

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" ~As I thought, you're a battle worth fighting. ~ "

The lady singer with the secret Identity, hiding her face behind the mask finishes her song, faking her smile toward the people inside the bar.

Her song made people start to cheer for her throwing their money at her, craving more songs from her heavenly voice.

Guns, alcohol, drugs, and blood are everywhere.

It's not her first time meeting those kinds of guys, Layla is used to going to this secret club owned by the mafia replacing her sister's place.

And she has only one job to do.

Just to sing.

Her other co-workers' are selling their bodies for extra cash.

Well, Layla is desperate for money but not enough to do that.

Not yet Anyway.

She learned that the hard way, after what happened to her sister.

" Hey Bonnie, that's your name, right? Come here serve us, and show us your beautiful thighs at least I'll make sure to pay your club extra cash tonight. "

Some drunk thug cheered as Layla is trying to remain calm.

" Ugh, he is looking for trouble. "

Mumbling to herself, moving her body to climb down the stage, today isn't the best day for dealing with scumbags.

" My shift ended sir, as this is the time for the club to close, it's 3 AM, and everyone must leave! "

Layla yelled out loud clapping her hands as some people take their leave and others didn't budge annoying other girls and staring at Layla in anger.

" Hey, Bonnie! Are you an idiot? They're criminals! Let them be. "

One of her co-workers whispered to her, but Layla doesn't care about it.

She is the boss when it comes to handling the mafia.

" C'mon, a pretty lady like you sure is in debt to work in the trash of a place like this. "

The same wasted guy smirks at her as he is standing checking her brown eyes behind the mask and her golden dress.

His hands move slowly to touch her backside.

" Sorry sir, I don't crave money from your dirty hands. "

Layla grab his hand before turning it behind his back as the cracking sound made the grown man scream.

The same room smells of alcohol and blood, Benjamin is sitting calmly editing his draft for his today's play, with so many cups of coffee in front of his table as he finished his third packet of cigarettes.

He isn't paying the crowd much attention, he is gathering his things to leave, wearing a mask representing the devil to match his black suit.

[ Oh, there is a fight today as well, so inspiring to write, humans are, predictable. ]

He is not so much amused because that happens every time he comes here.

" What kind of singer fights against thugs, that's a first. "

Benjamin mumbled to his system as the lady with the golden dress grabbed his attention a bit fighting everyone like a retired soldier.

" It's my first time seeing her here, I believe I saw someone other than her before, maybe a sister? "

Benjamin is focused on her enraged eyes as if she is taking some kind of revenge.

" Well, Violence isn't the answer, I learned it the hard way. "

He continued his typing as he is humming the song that bonnie was singing.

" Her voice was warm when she sang, I must say. "

Benjamin said fixing his suit and mask.

" But not enough to let me drool over a human like those pigs. "

Benjamin murmured in disgust as he is about to leave the club, but he blinks at the sight of a grown man the same size as him flying above his head.

" What kind of, a woman is capable of doing that? "

Benjamin is amused, as he is still looking at the unconscious man who is on the floor.

" Are you alright Mr. Devil? "

The bartender asked the man as Benjamin paid him no attention turning his head again to look at the singer who started to kick everyone's butt.

They even dared to point their guns at her.

" Bonnie, Bonnie! Calm down. "

Their co-workers kept calling for her which made The Devil smirks putting his laptop in a safe place near the bartender.

[ What a furious Soul, This rabbit. ]

In front of the Devil, a thug is holding his gun and aiming at Bonnie but The Devil kicked his knee from behind making the tall thug cry in pain.

" Pardon my rudeness, you were blocking my view. "

Benjamin complained as he is whistling and continued to watch Bonnie fighting a full-armed gang by herself.

The Devil noticed the terrified owner of the bar hiding behind the curtains.

[ The scent of blood is always refreshing. ]

The Devil smiled to himself sitting on an empty chair by a table.

" Another Black Coffee here please! "

He even ordered again,

While Bonnie overpowered everyone, she is panting exhausted, and wiping her sweat as the owner of the club of course came to check on her and collect his money from the stage.

" I know It was a good decision to hire a warrior and singer in disguise like you I know it from the moment I lay my eyes on you in front of my doors a few weeks ago. "

The owner of the club that looks like another thug gave her the payment for today as Layla is looking at them in her hand.

" Come on! Seriously? I just protected your damn club from being smashed! "

Bonnie is mad at the owner, and he is thinking.

" I told you, it would be easier if you just be a little nicer to the customers... Just sit with them, pour their drinks, serve... "

" Hey! I told you Don't talk about this again, my sister lost her damn eyes from listening to your dirty ideas! "

Bonnie grabbed his collar in anger as the owner got scared he put extra cash in her hand.

" Okay okay, take this. "

The owner ran as Bonnie exhaled looking at the twenty dollars he gave her, she is wiping the blood out of her hands and lips with the table cloths because of the hits she took.

" Oh my god You scared me "

Bonnie froze when she turned around looking at the well-suited man with the Devil mask and an evil grin sitting calmly in the front row of the bar drinking his coffee casually.

More important he is looking at her.

" Enjoying the show huh? I thought I made myself clear that everyone should leave. "

Bonnie murmured enough for him to hear as strangely she did something she had never done before.

She grabbed a chair and kicked someone to sit in front of the man that she doesn't know the name of yet who widened his eyes, impressed.

She sat across from The Devil.

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To be continued