Daddy’s Game
Even while staring at her shoes, she could feel the dominating pressure radiating from the man known as “Boss.”
The Boss didn’t seem to notice them. He sat down and tapped lightly on the table, prompting the bodyguard to hand him some documents. The room was silent—so silent that Emma could hear her own heart pounding violently in fear.
Not long after, a knock came at the door. An elderly man entered, hunched and respectful.
“Mr. Thorne, thank you for giving me the honor of meeting you in person.”
Damien raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Is that so? Well, I’m very much looking forward to the 'gift' you brought with you, Mr. Allen.”