My Boyfriend Is A Secret Mafia Boss
So even if I'm not in the mood to talk if it's not my girlfriend, I still need to answer the call.
"What?" I asked, plopping down my butt my bed.
"Sir, we have a problem."
"Details."
"Larry doesn't want to pay his debt and he's threatening us that he's gonna call the cops on us."
"Since when did it become a problem, Henry? If he doesn't want to pay his debt, then cut his fingers, one million per finger." I said as if that was the easiest way to take back the money I lost from people like Larry. Yes, I lost real money because I'm a billionaire, so that isn't a big deal but it's in my rule to either pay the money or die.