Page 25 of Enzo DeLuca

“Yes, sir, Mr. DeLuca, sir.”

“Pull some shit like this again, and I’ll be shipping your head back to your bosses in America.”

Tears streamed down the man’s cheeks. “Yes, sir, Mr. DeLuca, sir.”

“Get out of my office,” Enzo ordered the weak-ass man.

Jonathan rushed from the room, nearly tripping over his own feet in his haste to be away from Enzo.

“You may enter,” Enzo called to secretary Yang.

The forty-year-old Korean martial arts specialist entered the room. Her slender figure was draped in a black business suit. She wore no jewelry, neither did she wear makeup. Her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail. Her shoes were flats rather than heels. Though you couldn’t tell it by looking at her, she probably had over a dozen weapons on her. She bowed slightly upon entering the room.

“I can’t believe you allowed them to fire you,” Enzo said. “If grandfather was here, he’d laugh at you.”

The corner of her mouth lifted in a slight grin. That was the extent of her smiles. Her expression was always stoic.

“I’m sorry for your loss, Mr. DeLuca,” she told him. “The previous chairman saved me and my brother’s life years ago. I promised him I’d work for him until I died. I hope you will allow me to honor that promise.”

“No need to be so formal. What happened earlier was a cocky employee trying to test me. Nothing more. It’s been handled. From now on, you have my permission to handle him the exact same way I did.”

“Enzo,” Stefan said.

Shit. “Just don’t make him bleed,” Enzo added.

Secretary Yang nodded. “I understand, sir.”

“Where’s your brother, guard Yang? He should be guarding the hall, along with Cielo.”

“He’s on his way,” secretary Yang told him. “Both of them are. They were not allowed in the building this morning.”

“That damn Jonathan,” Enzo said through clenched teeth. “Stefan, I want a full report on him and the company he works for by the end of today.”

“Yes, sir,” Stefan replied.

“It’s nice to have you back, secretary Yang. You can return to your desk.”

“Yes, sir. Would you like a cup of tea, sir?”

“No, thank you.”

With another bow, secretary Yang returned to her desk.

Enzo faced Stefan. “I think that went well,” Enzo said.

“We’ve only been here ten minutes, Enzo.”

“I know. And look at how much I’ve already gotten accomplished.”

Stefan sighed. “This is going to be a long one hour.”

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