Chapter Hundred & Eighty-Three: Past: Confessions

Leona stared at the old man with vibrant eyes, excitement coursing through her body as she cut another slice of her apple, watching the couple with wonder. She was glad that she hadn't interfered but had just watched them for weeks have their secret affair.

Every time when her instincts overclouded her rationality, she never held back from exploring it, and though she had hit too many walls, she was glad that the little thread was enough to lead her to this.

"Oh come on high councilor tell her the truth, you know how the mafia is, messy but usually transparent." She said as she unfolded her legs and got off, heading towards the trash can and throwing the finished apple in there. She still kept her eyes on them, knowing that they would be capable of anything.

"What does she mean by High councilor?" Lucy asked, slightly petrified at the thought that she had not only slept with someone Leona knew well but also someone who had enough power to ruin a mafia line.