Fear the Boss(6)By: Sam Crescent
“Are you done yet?”
“I gave you everything you wanted.”
“I did the same for you. You’re the one acting like I hurt you. You want to be a bitch about it, fine, be a bitch. Don’t pretend you didn’t know this wasn’t going to last.” Her body was too slender, and he found himself making comparisons to Donna.
What was it about the other woman?
Tiffany laughed. “You know what, fine. I’ll go and take my shit. Maybe I’ll go and have a word with Drake. He likes me.”
Drake Stone was their main rival. He was a pimp, a cruel man who forced women and girls into the lifestyle after he got them hooked onto drugs.
“Tell him a few of your trade secrets. I mean, I do know stuff that you don’t even know.”
She ran her finger up his chest.
Gripping her wrist, he slammed her against the wall. She cried out, and he covered her mouth. With one of his hands holding her arms above her head, he used his other to cover her mouth and nose so she couldn’t breathe.
“I want you to listen to me closely, slut. You go spouting shit off to Drake then you’re going to end up dead. Now, you can leave this place alive, or I will end you here. I’ve got no problems killing you, Tiffany. You mean shit to me.”
Tears leaked out of her eyes as she stared back at him. She shook her head. The panic was finally getting to her.
“You were nothing but a hole for me to enjoy.” He held his hand over her mouth several seconds before he released her. She gasped for breath. “Now, what’s it going to be?”
The door to the apartment opened, and he heard his men getting closer.
“I’ll go. I promise I’ll go.”
Barry rounded the corner.
“Good. Take this piece of trash out,” he said, pushing her into Barry’s arms.
It didn’t take long for his men to get her out of his sight.
“Fucking slut,” Caleb said, walking back into the kitchen. Henry was eating a sandwich as he entered. “They’re getting me information on her?”
“Yeah, they want to know how important it was. I told them the reward you were willing to give for any information they could find.”
“Good.” He finished off his scotch and placed it on the counter. “I guess it’s going to be a lonely night for me.”
“What about your other women?” Henry asked.
“I can’t. I’ve already sent them gifts to get rid of them. Tiffany was the only one I hadn’t sent anything.”
“Is this because of the girl at the store?”
Caleb shook his head. “No. Women get too attached.”
“I don’t know, Caleb. This blonde is different.”
“I asked you to get information on a woman, so what?”
Henry sighed. “You can get any woman you’ve ever wanted. You’ve never needed ground work to be done. Tiffany was more than enough, and within hours of meeting this woman, you’ve gotten rid of her.”
“I had every intention of getting rid of her.”
“I’m just saying, maybe you need to take a step back just in case.” Henry held his hands up. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Nodding at his friend, Caleb waved a hand at him. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Donna stretched out her tired limbs. Pearl did the same, and she stroked her cat’s back. “It’s time to get up again. I’ve got the early shift this time. I’m in at nine.” She stayed in bed, stroking her cat, thinking about work. The job was not the worst one she’d had. Before she worked as a sales assistant at Dreams, she’d worked in a bar, then at a diner. All the jobs had men in different states of drink. She hated working with alcohol.
Her parents had been killed by a drunk driver when she was fourteen. With no other family she had been sent into foster care. She’d been lucky as an elderly couple took her in for the last years of their life. They lived for six months after she graduated high school, and then both were killed by an infection.
That was five years ago. She didn’t go to college and preferred to work. Even though she graduated she’d never really enjoyed school. There was always something missing from her life. The past five years had been lonely, but she had her cat.