Semua Bab Between the Mobster and the CEO: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Once I get to the tiny ugly apartment Eddie and I live in now, I feel instantly better. I feel safe here, maybe this is not the house we grew up in, but this is home now. We had to move out of our previous house after my parents died, the rent was just too much for us two to pay and my dad’s mechanical workshop was too much in debt, so we lost that too. I find my brother still

My heart is pounding against my chest as I walk to the Human Resources department. I can’t get fired, I can’t get fired. I really need this job. There are just too many debts to pay, I can’t afford to be unemployed right now. I furrow my brow as the elevator doors open on the 15th floor. Eddie needs me... I can’t lose this job. I do my best to hold my tears back, but when I’m about to reach the HR department I’m no longer able to contain myself and I have to turn around and run towards the nearest restroom. I barely make it. I start to cry hysterically the second I reach the restroom. I can’t help it. If I lose this job my brother is going to die. This is just too stressful. I can’t believe I’m losing my job over the silly thing that happened yesterday at the board meeting, but I guess

At five o’clock I knock on Jame’s office door.“I’m about to leave, do you need something before I go, sir?” I ask shyly. “Why? Because you have been so useful so far?” He replies rudely. I clench my fists. This man is a jerk! 

I turn around and I see him standing next to me, so close I can smell his fresh cologne. Alex smiles at me in a way that I can see he has perfectly aligned teeth. He is wearing a suit, trying to blend in, but his drop fade haircut along with his neck and hand tattoos make him stand out. “What are you doing here? I told you I will give you your money... this is a private party, Alex.” I whisper to him nervously. 

(Leopold P.O.V.)Nate, my driver, stops the limousine right in front of the office building. I look at my Audemars Piguet watch. It’s 9:25 am. Great, I am late again! My father is going to love giving me a hard time about it. I get out of the car and I reluctantly walk into the main lobby. Another long day in this office begins. I much rather go back to London, Ibiza, or Mykonos, or literally be at any other place on this planet except from here at Thunder Motors, Inc. Although I shouldn’t hate this company so much, after all, it has given me all of my money, but I can't help to feel exasperated every time I’m in here. My father wants me to take over the company, but he has no faith in me. He is always disappointed in me and I hate the feeling of always letting him down. Five weeks ago, on my thirty-second birthday, I promised myself I was going to change and show my father I was ready to lead the company, but I’m failing miserably. Nothing I do is ever good enough for my father or his