Chapter three
704 Words
After the maids have finished dressing her up for dinner;
Elle strutted down the long hallway with her maids in tow,
rocking a fitted gown that showed off her curves.
As she passed by, she glanced at all the doors lining the corridor,
curious about what could be hiding behind them.
"Hold it right there, b*tch!" a voice shouted from behind her.
Elle and her crew halted and turned around.
A young woman, maybe just a bit older than Elle, approached with her own posse.
She exuded wealth and confidence just by walking.
It was Priscilla Lewis, the daughter of the biggest man who have been with the Theo Empire right from beginning.
"I see you came here to steal my man, you filthy w***e," Priscilla sneered, getting right up in Elle’s face.
"you shouldn't come up to me and spew such nonsense?" Elle shot back, standing tall. If there’s one thing she couldn’t stand,
it was another woman hurling insults at her.
It absolutely drove her nuts;
who did they think they were looking down on her like that?
"Wow, seriously," Priscilla said, clearly taken aback.
Elle turn ready to start moving
" you! how dare you?; do you know who the f**k I am? " Priscilla yell
" I don't need to know......"
"'Yes, she doesn't need to know who you are, but I think you should know who she is instead,' Graham said, cutting Elle short.
He was coming from the other side of the corridor;
both Priscilla and Elle faced him.
'Graham...?' Priscilla called out slowly.
If eyes could kill , Graham would be six feet under the ground
'The boss waits your presence, Miss Elle Rossi,' Graham said, signaling the maids,
and they left with Elle, leaving Priscilla and Graham alone in the corridor.
'You need to talk to me with some respect and not like some slave girl you brought from the gutters,' Priscilla said, brushing her shoulder on him,
making her way to the dining room.
*****MERETTI EMPIRE*****
The empire was beautiful, but the people looked hungry and suffering;
they were all looking malnourished.
The Range Rover pulled down in front of the big building as a slim girl came outside.
She has a dangerous aura emitting from her.
Irene Asher is the messenger for the Lorenzo empire and one of the top female guards;
she really doesn't like it when people annoy her.
She always craves the boss's attention
and doesn’t want anyone stepping on her toes.
As she strolled into the building, she came face-to-face with her boss,
Lorenzo Meretti.
He runs the Meretti empire, which he took over from his father.
He turned it into a ruthless empire built on bloodshed and war,
treating people like they were nothing.
His biggest rival is Theodore Marino.
Lorenzo can't stand him and has tried to find ways to get rid of him,
but nothing ever seems to work out.
He was lounging on his throne, puffing on a joint,
while half-naked girls danced around him.
"Boss Lorenzo," Irene said as she bowed her head in respect.
Lorenzo took a hit off his cigarette, his gaze fixated on the girl showing off for him.
"Theodore just brought in a girl and people said they are already married" she mentioned.
Lorenzo shifted in his seat, clearly intrigued.
'She is the daughter of one Otis Rossi, the man who borrowed money from him for a long time, and I heard he kept them somewhere private after taking their daughter as collateral for the loan,' Irene said.
'Hahahaha... a girl??... hahaha...'Lorenzo laugh out,evil plans running through his mind
How dare him?.....
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD