Chapter 2 - The Boss's Surprise
The cinematic realism of the suffocating, heavy tension completely electrified the luxury dining room.
A medium shot captured Roman Mercer. He completely froze. He was holding a freshly lit, expensive cigar near his lips, actively preparing to take a drag, but his hand stopped mid-air.
He looked up at the waitress, genuinely, breathlessly surprised. He was a multi-million-dollar syndicate titan. Politicians, police chiefs, and rival gang leaders actively cowered and begged for their lives when he walked into a room.
He couldn't fathom that a broke, helpless twenty-something waitress in a pink uniform would dare speak to him with such pure, unfiltered disrespect.
Roman didn't remove his hand. He gripped her waist slightly tighter, his pale gray eyes analyzing her face with cold, calculating amusement. He expected her to instantly break down in tears and apologize.
But a close-up captured Tessa completely refusing to back down.
Despite her obvious financial desperation, she stared directly into his pale gray eyes. She didn't look like a terrified victim anymore. She looked like a highly calculating, completely untouchable queen who was entirely unafraid of the devil himself.
"Touch me again," Tessa warned softly, her deep voice dropping to a terrifying, lethal frequency, "and I'll destroy whatever matters most to you."
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Roman’s amused smirk violently vanished.
👉 In the background, the most lethal man in Roman's detail actively prepared to execute the waitress on the spot.
