Who is the Boss

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“I want to thank you all for joining me on this important occasion. On that note, I trust you all to not have too much fun tonight. "

They all burst into laughter and clanged their drinks, honoring my success with a new branch of the company taking off. Their fake smiles and praise disgusted me. They are only here out of fear and greed. 

After my father’s passing, his men were hesitant to let me take over, but they were left with no choice. My father’s will had left everything to me, from the estate to the right to all his wealth and business. I took the offer. He had me under his wing since I was a child.

I knew how to be respected. He taught me that things were different as a woman. That I had to be the smartest one in the room. Most would see me as weak, but they learned quickly from the price of lead, and they now respected and feared me, possibly even more than my father.

As I was ready to take a sip of my drink, one of my men approached my table and said,

"There seems to be a disturbance in the main lobby. They are demanding to speak to you. Should I send someone to take care of it? "

I put my hand up, and instead of a sip, I finished my drink.

"Escort me, would you? Let’s see who would try and ruin such an occasion. "

“Right away, Boss.”

We made our way to the noise, where I became intrigued as I heard a familiar voice. My escort opens the door to the lobby and I am met with a familiar face on the ground.

His eyes met mine. "[F/N] I need to-"

My men push his head to the ground and say, "Speak when spoken to.", “Know your place, scumbag.”, and “The Master doesn’t have time for thugs like you."

I lift my hand and they let him go. He shuffles and fixes his formal attire.

"I need to ask-"

I lifted my hand again, causing him to pause. I say,

"This is a party. There was to be no business at the parties. After that, please contact me. Get him a seat where I could keep an eye on him, let the chef know of his arrival, and prepare a meal. "

I look at his bloody nose and walk closer, alerting my men. I reach into my handbag and give him a wet towelette.

“Clean yourself up before entering. I know you thugs enjoy living among the rats, but But at least try to act civilized here. This is a very exclusive party. "

He takes it and nods. One of my men handed him his glasses, and he was cleaning them as I went back to mingle with the village idiots. I sat at my table and noticed Tetta was watching me. He was very fidgety in his chair. 

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