GAME OF FATE 2

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"WHAT THE f**k?!!!!" .. Sabrina I had just about enough of these men. I was being respectful and understanding of the fact that he was in emotional distress but now they've taken it too far. I decided to get them out of my salon, I didn't learn Martial arts for nothing. I grabbed the hands of the man who's girlfriend cheated and twisted them the wrong way, he started struggling, I knew I couldn't hang on for long so I kicked his knees and maneuvered my way to his back and started choking him. His friends came to his rescue. I quickly let him go and focused on the others, I dodged one strike from the tallest one and struck his lower abdomen, I knew I can't result in my physical strength so I had to smart instead, I quickly struck the last one at the side of his neck, he fell and became unconscious, this immediately stopped all the fighting, they looked at the unconscious man and then back at me. "You killed him!!", the tallest one shouted. They both ran away leaving the man sprawled on the floor. "Cowards!!", I yelled after them. My clients were surprised or was it afraid. I got my least favorite vase that has a couple of flowers in it, removed the flowers and poured the water on him. He jerked up and regained consciousness at the sudden contact with cold water. He looked around and was gradually recalling where he was and what happened. "Your friends bailed. You are all cowards, now go away and we don't have to involve law enforcement but if you stay then I'll have to call the police." I stared at him, he quickly got up and left my salon. I went back to work after cleaning up the mess, I might need another cup of coffee, this was the topic of discussion amongst my clients. Some women were advising me on safety measures to take, others asked if I was okay and how I managed to do that, where I learnt to fight. Some started spreading rumors, maybe I was a thug before I opened the salon or maybe I was an FBI agent. Their remarks, expressions and comments were hilarious to me but I was in no mood to laugh. This event has ruined my schedule and I would be a little late to pick up my children. ....King Naveen "WHAT THE f**k?!!!!" I bursted into the conference room of my subsidiary company, I was just in time as my partners ( if I can still call them that) and the potential buyer were about to sign the documents. They were shocked to see me and were frozen in fear. "Your highness, what are you doing here?", one of the potential buyers asked me. In his defense, they didn't seem to know that I was a partner in the business but that didn't excuse their actions. "How dare you try to sell my company without consulting me?", they were silent and the potential buyers were shocked. "y..yy..your company?", another buyer stammered in fear. He gave my partners the why didn't you tell me it was the king's company look. "I asked a question and I expect an answer!!", I demanded. "Your highness, we were going to tell you. See, the company wasn't producing enough revenue and so the profits wasn't much. We figured at this rate, we'll soon go out of business and rather than be penniless and out of business, we thought we could sell it and share the money equally. Um, we really didn't want to do anything behind your back." One of my partners responded shakily. "Well you did do this behind my back. Since you feel there's no more profit in my business, You can all sell your shares. You are no longer a partner in my company from henceforth, this company belongs to only me. My financial director will pay you for your shares." I said with a smirk knowing that the current shares rate in the market for this company wasn't good. They were shocked. "Your highness, please think this through. We're sorry", one brave partner pleaded. I stared at him with disgust, the potential buyers quickly apologize and quietly left the conference room. "You didn't consult me before trying to sell my company, I would not consult you in order to pass judgement. you should have thought about that before you committed this crime", I said softly. I knew they were afraid and I wanted to have fun even though I was mad with rage. Over the years, I have realized that having no reaction or speaking calmly when expected to be angry always seem to make the guilty more afraid. The fears in their eyes escalated and I knew they knew that there was nothing they could do. If they pushed it further, I could decide not to pay them at all. "Clear your desks by tomorrow. I do not want to see you by morning", I walked out of the company and into the car. I didn't need to think about it anymore, I was king, my word is law.
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