The Betrayed Luna Strikes Back!

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of the night attempting to bring order to my new world. Establishing my dominion over this newly acquired empire was proving to be a Herculean

everyday and I always give them new reasons to hate me... I can't help it, I keep s

g what they believed to be rightfully theirs. But I refused to yield. The empir

wer as I can, that's the onl

eginning. Ruling over them with an iron fist would require cunning and strategy. I knew th

cause that's exactly what I'm buildi

roar outside and I creased my brow,

creamed again and I looked at the transparen

n from entering my office. I could

tion in the company but they were not only spies for some of t

n. My bouncers glanced at me questioningly, but I simply waved them aside. "Let

you know our positions in this company?!" one of them bellowed, his face contorted wi

ent in my tone. "Your shouting is only intensifying my headache, and I don't appreciate

th anger. "You..." one of them began, his teeth clenched i

aning back in my chair. "Aren't you supposed to be packing you

g man declared, his voice dripping with venom. "This is one of the biggest companies in the Jones'

ying on my lips. "In pieces, you say?

unger men spat, his anger boiling over. I turned my gaze to the man

voice laced with sarcasm. "Show me w

re clever, don't you, little bitch?" he seethed, his voice low and dangerous. "But you'r

cy gaze. "Is that a threat?" I asked

k with malice. "You bet it's a threat," he sneered, taking a menacing step fo

ne of my bouncers made to move but I h

ith a scar that will remind you of me forever." I threa

he boss called the younger man who immediately retreated.

his phone and said, "

r. Voices raised in heated arguments echoed down

s laughed and I furrowed my eyes at t

tood a group of wild employees, their faces contorted with rage and defiance. They were shouting at the top of their voices,

ant you!! You have no place here!!

my temples, trying to ward off the pounding in my head, as I contemplated how much of thi

ntly under my breath, th

" My voice cut through the uproar, comma

right?" I asked and

a sweet democratic leader and listen to the voices of the masses," I declare

of them jeered, his arrog

You don't know me at all, gentlemen. The game is jus

. With a smile, I turned to one of my bounc

crowd watched with wary anticipation, unsure of what I wanted to do. With a deliberate

comfortable," I began, my voice steady and com