"Humph, you rich guys really do whatever you want!"
Alanna feigned indignation. "No wonder the mark feels so hot and a bit painful. Even if you're going to give me a tattoo, you should have asked me what kind of design I want first."
"Do you think this is a tattoo?" Quinn frowned slightly. He really didn't expect that a tense topic could take such an unexpected turn.
"What else could it be if not a tattoo?" Alanna seemed a bit defiant. "You have such strange hobbies. Do you have to leave a mark on the other person after making love?
Wait! Why is it only tattooed on me, Mr. Ryder? I want to leave a mark on you too..."
Alanna suddenly stopped, because she suddenly realized that she could indeed leave a mark on people, but that was a dangerous target mark!
Her shotgun Flying Fish was de
