Boss of What?

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        For a good twenty minutes, we just kept following him, listening to the radio as we gossiped about people we knew. Apparently, one of the drama teachers was seen at a male strip club. Gross. We were having an in-depth conversation about a guy that supposedly peed on his girlfriend at a party, when Daniel rode into a plaza.

"Oh fuck, he's parking! Go go go!"

        I shouted while pointing at his motorcycle, which was now stopping at a parking space. She mumbled a swear word and turned into the plaza, parking in a spot a couple rows down.


        The plaza was a bit run down and shady looking. Not like it affected me, I was used to environments like these. I'm just surprised that Daniel looks so comfortable here. He hopped off his motorcycle and slid into an alleyway, Steph and I following behind him with a reasonable distance. As soon as I turned the corner to the alleyway, I felt arms on my waist. Suddenly, I was thrown against the dirty wall and someone's forearm was pressing into my neck.


        "You think you can fucking follow me and I wouldn't notice? This was the last straw, Jaz- oh shit." Daniel spoke harshly. My eyes were probably twice their normal size right now.

"You're not Jaz." He whispered to himself. I shook my head furiously.

"No, I'm not." I spoke, my voice coming out more breathy than I wanted it to.


"You're in my school. Fuck." He whispered to himself once again, as he loosened him grip on me.

"Why were you following me?" He asked. I didn't have words to say, my body was in too much shock. That's when I suddenly noticed how close we were. His body was mere inches away from me and his face was so close I could feel his breath tickling my neck. Of course, I've been in these kinds of positions with other guys, but this was so... Different.

        That's probably because he was planning to kill me a few seconds ago.

        I pushed that thought to the back of my head as his eyes were fixed on me. His piercing blue irises made me feel vulnerable, like he could see into my soul.

"What... The fuck?!" Steph screamed a few feet away from me. Shit, I forgot she was with me. We broke eye contact as we both turned to see a terrified Stephanie, with bulging eyes and an overall mortified face on. Daniel took a step toward her and she stepped back in response.

"Don't... Don't come near me! Let go of Sera!" She squealed.


        Then, in a split second, Daniel was next to her and jabbed some spot by her neck, which made her body to go limp. He caught her before she fell and held her petite body like a baby in his built arms. I gaped at the quick change of situation.

"What did you just do, you asshole!?" I hissed.

"She's fine. Come with me." He spoke in my direction, and I slowly followed him. Why did I obey his orders? I don't know, maybe the fact that he literally made my friend go limp in a SECOND effortlessly was terrifying me to the core? I followed him further down the alleyway, where there were more guys. Creepy guys. Threatening guys. I-want-to-tear-out-your-spleen guys. They looked at me for a second, their eyes lingering in my body, until they noticed Daniel. They all moved out of the way for Daniel and nodded their heads respectfully. Who was Daniel to them?


        Eventually, Daniel stopped at a large door. He knocked on it twice, and immediately, someone opened the door for him. The man who opened the door tipped their weird poofy hat that they had on and greeted him with a croaky voice,

"Hello, boss."


        Boss? Boss of what?


        The man stepped out of the way for Daniel and we stepped in, the man eyeing me curiously for a second. More men respectfully nodded their heads towards Daniel as we walked until we reached a room in the far end of the dimly lit building. Without so much as a struggle, Daniel opened the door on his own while still holding Stephanie. How long has he been carrying her for?


        He smoothly placed her on a couch on the far end of the room. I couldn't help but notice how his muscles flexed as he brought her down. How did nobody see how muscular he is at school? Noticing how long I was staring at him for, I shook my head and looked around the spacious place in order to distract myself. It seemed dark, yet professional.


"So how much can I pay you to not let this leak?" He broke the silence, walking over to his large chair behind the desk.


"Pay me?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"How much? A hundred? A thousand?" He spoke about it like it was nothing.


"What are you trying to hide?" I poked around, finally composing myself.

"None of your damn business." He snapped. It took me off guard, I wasn't expecting that to come out of Daniel's mouth, ever. I also didn't expect him to slam me against a wall, or carry my best friend's unconscious body to his.... Place?
 However, I quickly recovered and snapped back,


"Actually, I think it is, seeing as how you assaulted me and my friend here. I can easily press charges."


        He clenched his jaw. Shit, that was hot.

"Listen... Sera," he started, trying to remember my name, "I could easily let any of those guys have their way with you outside. I'm pretty sure none of them would turn down a girl as hot as you. So, if you don't plan to play nice, don't expect me to as well." He spoke to me as if I was a child misbehaving. I couldn't help but have a sense of pride for the fact that he called me hot. However, the rest of it got my anger boiling.


"Oh wow, what a fucking gentleman you are." I replied sarcastically.

"You're not exactly lady-like either." He rolled his eyes and I scoffed.

"Back to the matter at hand, what do you want? Money? And object?" He suggested.


"No..." A devious smile crept on my lips as my plan started forming, "I want you to hire me."

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HEY GUYS!

So, what do you guys think? A lot more is planned for this story and I'm really looking forward to it :)

I love writing this story, and you guys seem to be enjoying it, so hopefully my story is satisfying you all right now.

I'm literally so tired that I'm imagining people talking to me.

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Until next time.... *Dramatically turns away*

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