Her Reputation

Chapter 2

"Look who finally came!"

Claude, my right-hand man exclaimed. He got up from sitting on the bench to welcome me, like a father who waited for his prodigal daughter to return home after many years.

"Our one and only lady boss, Dos!"

The soldiers he was with just laughed at his silly tone after bowing at me. They then walked towards my direction with Claude's fist in the air, aiming for a fist bump.

His dimples became more prominent as he flashed his boyish smile at me after we fist-bumped. Despite the chilly weather, he and the soldiers are wearing sleeveless shirts and swimming trunks.

"Quite the outfit to drive a helicopter." Claude eyed my wrinkled hooded sweatshirt. "Gangster Dos."

I just shook my head at his remark.

"Quite the outfit for the weather," I said as I took off my helmet. "Beach boy, Claude."

He just winked at my retort then they took my bag and things that I had brought from the Underground City.

My other soldiers who were dressed up as tourists and resort staff greeted me with a good afternoon when they saw me walking towards our voluminous cozy beach house.

Our D hideout looks like a private beach resort externally, with buildings, a courtyard, a huge garage, a helipad, pools, and alluring landscapes; but internally, it's a playground and a haven for my soldiers.

Which means, weapons and bombs are everywhere. The minute you step inside our territory, consider yourself dead meat.

In El Indomable Mafia, there are eight underbosses yet only one boss who makes all major decisions, and we call him Jefe. Money gained by the family ultimately flows to him.

The boss' authority is needed to resolve disputes and keep everyone in line.

The eight underbosses are us, Uno, me, Tres, Cuatro, Cinco, Seis, Siete, and Ocho.

After Jefe, we, underbosses are second in command. We are not ranked according to our skills in fighting or knowledge, instead, we got our cognomen by who enlisted first in the mafia clan.

In the mafia family tree, after the underboss, some capos act like lieutenants, leading their section of the family, but our mafia boss decided that there will be no capos in our mafia family because we already have eight underbosses, and it is enough to handle the soldiers which are divided into eight sections.

"Hi there, my baby!" I embraced Kaito, my Dobermann as soon as he appeared in front of me, wagging his tail while whimpering. "How are you, babe?"

He is teary-eyed and I always feel guilty leaving him here when I'm working. Even though it's just a year since I last saw him, he grew up so much that I cannot carry him with my one hand anymore.

After a few minutes, one of my soldiers called him to drink water, he licked my face first before jumping out of my arms. I just chuckled at his action.

Gosh, how I missed that silly boy.

"Have you guys eaten snacks already?" I asked my soldiers, arriving in our enormous living room in the main building known as the beach house. "I'm famished."

After the underbosses are our soldiers, they always do the dirty work. The soldiers are mostly assassins, hatchet men, hoodlums, ninjas, reapers, and spies. Each section of soldiers is led by the underbosses, and the Bravo section is handled by yours truly.

"We waited for you to arrive."

I did not have to look to see who answered, just from his lively baritone voice, I could already tell that it was Tres the husky- the very dramatic one.