My Red Flag

"Hey, pretty sister!" "Hahaha. Brothers, that's the pretty girl I told you about." "She's a real beauty. Come have fun with us, pretty sister. Hehe!" Their laughter echoed in the dark alley, Clarice slowly backed away. Her heartbeat rang loudly in her ears. She turned around and ran as fast as she could. Her heavy pants and the loud footsteps coming from behind her were the only sounds that could be heard in the area. "Argh!" Clarice bumped into a sturdy wall, a familiar soothing scent wafted into her nose. She slowly looked up and what looked down at her were shimmering golden eyes that held rage and anger. **** "Master, the men you hired are asking for their money." The man flicked the butt of the cigarette on the ashtray and coldly said, "They made her cry, kill them... I'm the only one who is allowed to make her cry!"