Cascading Empire

Chapter Two

The woman groaned, lolling her neck around as her hands supported her nape. "Ah.. your commotion woke me up.." The lady shot her eyes up to examine the man. The man immediately shriveled in fear as he saw the woman's piercing gaze. Although her eyes were a deep, dark brown, it seemed to have just stabbed through his body.

He froze in fear as his hands trembled harder, his legs barely able to support his body. The woman who had lowered her gun once again rose it, closing one eye as if aiming at his head. "Faye. Come here."

From behind the woman, he could see a quite tall man move in front of the crowd, dressed in the usual work attire of the bar, white button-up underneath, and a black vest paired with black suit pants. The woman smirked, her glare deepening with viciousness apparent in her eyes, "Kill him."

The man walked forward while the woman turned away, yawning before the people dispersed as if she was the top of the entire pyramid and walked away.

"Ah... commotion in your bar again?"

May turned around with displeasure obvious in her face. "It was just a stupid VIP guest. Already captured him."

Saphire laughed, raising her eyebrows while smirking, watching the other men try to flirt across the room with their eyes. "I heard that you ordered Faye to kill him?"

"That was a threat."

Saphire sighed, "You're still too soft-hearted.." Saphire jumped off the table. She was a 24-year-old woman, long dark hair to her waist and hoop earrings. Saphire had flirty but ferocious eyes and wore a blouse and a black tube top with a black jacket hanging down her elbows.

She smirked as she walked towards the men, before grabbing his chin while laughing at how infatuated he looked with her. "You have to seduce them.. then break their heart.. then while they are at their most pathetic state, kill them."

May sighed, leaning back in her chair crossing her arms behind her, "Sometimes I wonder if you have been secretly heartbroken and never have told me before. Why're you so wise in the topic of murder?" May asked.

Saphire laughed before walking away from the man, sitting down on the table once again.

May was wearing a white button-up shirt, and tight ripped jeans. Saphire looked down unimpressed at May's outfit before smiling teasingly, "So much of a bar owner huh?" Saphire laughed.

The taller female groaned, "I'm the owner, what can they say to me?" May said, uninterested as she closed her eyes, trying to rest. Saphire "hmph-ed" in content. "I am also an owner, but here I am, doing my job, am I not?"

"I'm also doing my job, making sure that people are not fighting in my bar."

Saphire chuckled.

May was a 24-year-old woman, quite pale with big eyes, and didn't wear make-up. She didn't have a petite form, but she was stronger than most of the people. Though she did not like drama, she was still an aggressive person in protecting the people she loved.

Saphire was a 23-year-old woman. She was beautiful and incredibly flirty. Men were always captivated by her looks and hard personality.

The two were best friends, and Saphire supported May when she broke up with her two ex-boyfriends while she was single.

May rested a little on her chair while the underground VIP room was filled with chill music and Saphire sat around making sure no one tried to kill the boss of the bar. Though she was a powerful influence, there were still people who wanted to own her bar.