Cuphead Casino Bosses Novels & Stories

If he heard it, he must not act stupid and be professional. He cleared his throat. "Where?" "Follow me," the man smiled sheepish. "By the way, call me. . .Boss," They rode the Boss's car and went into a cafe. But this cafe restaurant isn't as the typical cafe he would barge in. The moment the Boss entered, all of the people having their time stood and bowed their heads. Boss gestured them to continue what they are doing. All of the people here are all related to their Mafia activities run by fiat—the Boss.

Heavens what was happening here? "Oh my God. I didn't know I'll meet the two bosses in person. Pardon my manners, I am Lloyd Hussell of Hussell Lawyers and..." "Hussell Lawyers? Is it that shittiest law firm baby?" Mr. Scott looked at Mr. Calu who nodded and massaged my hand. "Ohhhh... So you are the new boss huh? I thought you'd make a few changes. But you are failing miserably." I wish I wasn't too gobsmacked to capture the look on Lloyd's face.

I am ready to play with that amount then he gives the card to Arial and Arial say you are something because I know this watch is worth 1,00,000$ but I am very kind-hearted I am ready to play then Arial stop time and see all the cards and exchange with good ones. he removes the bullet from a revolver and all the money from their wallet after 5 minutes later. Arial win the game but the founder of this casino is angry and he gives an order to kill Arial boss:- you win I can believe that even after I cheated but I cannot accept to let you go without giving that watch

Mike didn't need to show off his gun, or state what his purpose of visit was, because the moment he approached, everyone at the table paused and looked up at him. Michael stood in front of it and crossed his arms. The boss of the casino left his glass on the nicely made table and leaned in the leather armchair. "I see they've sent the clowns." He pointed at Jesse who was somewhere close to Mike. "Some are more ridiculous than the others. " the boss laughed at his own joke. "Does Garrey recruit for the freak show in the meantime?" Mike felt Jesse shift next to him, so he stood in his partner's way to prevent him from doing something unnecessarily idiotic.

Like the previous security guards, these people acted like hooligans. They preyed on Kaze and Snow. “Click!” The older security guard lit a cigarette and blew a puff at Kaze’s face. He pointed the cigarette butt at Kaze and said cockily, “I am the boss in Emerald Bull Palace, moocher. “Master Kawasky and the other practitioners are above me, but I’m the boss of you. “Get it? “You are getting on my nerves. Kneel and apologize before we get to the security office, or…”

The dealers would let them win on occasion to keep them interested, but not too much. They were in the business of making money, after all. Some gamblers didn’t even need the incentive of a win to stay in the game. Being the addicts they were, the mere hope of winning kept them glued to the game until one of the bouncers had to throw them out for their violent behavior. Gage probably should feel sorry for them, but he had to feel sorry for himself first and foremost. The Armageddon was one of a chain of highly successful casinos owned by none other than Romero Bartolone.

Including me. Blake nod. "Yeah, except for me since I'm the manager. Boss is only here for this week and she will be back in her hometown. Maybe you will meet the other Bosses at the end of the month. They are having a gathering here since this is the third franchise of the cafè." Hmm, sounds like our boss is one of tue ruler of the Philippines. "They're freshly graduates right? And the youngest of them is a high school student?" I heard that information from my friends.

And my rank's too low to meet the boss. Rachel was at a loss for words. "Seriously? You don't even know a thing. Are you playing with us?" Bob flashed a wry smile and mumbled, "Your Highness, I'm not someone important. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to be stuck in this remote place, either." "What's your organization's name?" "Poker." Zayn scoffed and quipped, "What's your boss called, then? Don't tell me he's the Joker." Bob nodded, saying, "Our boss is indeed the Joker."

"Sure. If you need anything, just let us know." "Alright." The black-clad men left. Gilbert turned his attention back to Halsey. "Do you know who the big boss of this casino is? I heard he's a drug lord. And Dwight's getting involved with him." Halsey's eyes widened in shock. The big boss was a drug lord? Did Dwight know this? Halsey knew that Dwight was incredibly capable. He had plenty of ways to make money, so why would he choose this path? Gilbert smiled. "Do you see it now? He's already tangled up in this. His path is nothing like yours. You should just cut ties with him now. There's no future for you two."

Though I really am not fond of degrading myself, I just can’t help but compare the two of us. He, who at the very least finished his study and is now working at a company for a stable job, and me, who dropped out in college and is currently working at a coffee shop after leaving home. My pay at the shop is not even close to half of Sky’s salary. Sweet & Spicy Night was the name of the bar and diner where Sky and I are supposed to meet up with one another. This was also the very bar where we coincidentally met each other for the third time. After that night, we decided to make this our usual meeting place to remind us of our fateful encounter that day.