Chapter 1 - The Disrespectful Laugh
The grand ballroom was bathed in warm, theatrical lighting, the crystal chandeliers glowing softly above the massive stage. But the atmosphere was entirely surreal. Standing dead center on the polished wood floor was Dominic. He was in his early 40s, a terrifyingly tall, muscular syndicate boss whose chest and arm tattoos were fully visible beneath an unbuttoned black shirt. But today, the most feared man in the city was wearing black tights, pink ballet shoes, and a massive, fluffy pink tutu.
He seriously held a delicate ballet pose, his muscular arms raised elegantly above his head.
Sitting a few feet away in a purple wheelchair was his 6-year-old daughter, Lily. Her long, curly brown hair was tied with a pink bow, matching her frilly pink dress. She clapped her small hands together, her face lighting up with a radiant, gap-toothed smile.
“Arms up, Mr. Dinosaur!” Lily cheered brightly.
It was a beautiful, sacred moment. Until a sudden, abrasive sound shattered the magic.
Marco, a tough security guard in a sharp dark suit standing in the background, suddenly burst into loud, mocking laughter. He pointed at Dominic, unable to contain his amusement at the sight of the ruthless boss in a tutu.
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But a second later, Marco realized exactly who he was laughing at. He quickly clamped his hand over his mouth in absolute terror.
👉 What will the ruthless mafia boss do to the guard who just humiliated him in front of everyone?
