Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 17: Hercules‘ fan

Before the man could blink, Grey‘s fist collided with his face and sent him reeling backward,

“What the fuck!” Everyone gasped around him, however, Grey wasn‘t done. He was fuming with rage

as he moved nearer and pulled him up by his collar. There was blood on his nose already.

“What the fuck did you say I was? The likes of you need to be punished!” He muttered and ducked a

blow in his stomach.

The man puffed out blood.

“What the fuck! He‘s going to kill him!” A voice yelled from the crowd and Grey finally let him go.

Actually, he regretted his actions but knew it had to be done. If he hadn‘t done anything, the man would

have taken Caramel away which was like a disgrace to him.

He turned around to look at Caramel that had a satisfied grin on her face. She doesn‘t look frightened

like he expected her to be. A figure was suddenly lurking behind him. A hand caught Grey‘s neck

immediately and tightened the grip around him.

Grey moved his head in and hit it against the man‘s forehead. The grip loosened as a cry of wail

escaped the man.

Everyone was taking pictures and recording now that Grey was starting to feel uneasy.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” A deep voice yelled suddenly, startling everyone.” This is a

restaurant and not a place of a fight!” He scolded angrily.

“It‘s the manager,” someone whispered.

“Fuck! This insolent brat punched me! Can‘t you see I‘m bleeding?” The man ranted, his palm over his

broken nose.

The manager looked from the man to Grey. Then, he slowly regarded his attire. “What? You had the

audacity to hit one of our VIP customers here?” His anger was vivid on his face.

“This guy!” Grey yelled and pointed at the man. “Insulted me and I gave him what he deserved.”

The manager scoffed. “seriously? You should kneel and beg him.” ” He should be the one apologizing!”

He informed everyone that didn‘t hear what had transpired between the man and Grey.

“You idiot! If you don‘t kneel and beg me, you will pay for your life!” The man boasted. Grey raked a

finger through his head in frustration. “Actually, this man really embarrassed him,” Caramel came

through and looked up at the manager.” I was with Grey when this man came and asked me out, while

also insulting him. Which is very wrong.” The manager regarded her for a moment.” Is that true? Even

though it is, well, he still needs to kneel and apologize.”

Grev brought out the card that Alfred had given him and stretched it out for the manager to see. “Do

you know who gave me this card? Then you will know that no one should be treated partially. And no

offender should go unpunished.”

“Seriously? I think he‘s telling the truth!” Someone said.

The manager‘s eyes went wide with shock. He moved closer before he could stop himself. He took the

card from Grey and gave it deep scrutiny. His eyes went wide in shock as he stared up at Grey again.

The card was a special one that was authorized by Alfred and only a few were made. Owning a card

like it only means that the person was closer to Alfred.

The manager tried to speak but nothing came out. He was transfixed to the spot as he thought of what

he had said to Grey. Alfred could sack him if he learned of it.

“Damn, that won‘t do. I‘m so upset right now. Deal with the aftermath,” Grey muttered and turned to

look at Caramel. “Let‘s go.”

They drove through the street, each deep in thought. Grey didn‘t know what was going through in

Caramel‘s head but he didn‘t want to ask. Caramel had been so curious from the onset. He wondered if

his little mistake would expose his identity. He finally pulled up at a popular bar on Third Street. It was

getting real late now and Grey was feeling too hungry. Though, he wasn‘t at all bothered about it. There

were years of his life when he couldn‘t afford three square meals. In fact, when he was in the

orphanage, he had bullies who would snatch his food and leave him to starve. Those years were the

worst for him and he felt he was actually going to die. “Are you alright?” Caramel asked suddenly,

noticing the unfamiliar expression on his face.

Grey looked at her and smiled. “I‘m alright. I‘m sorry I ruined our meal. Can I buy you another?

Caramel smiled. “Sure, I don‘t have anything to do this afternoon,” she opened the door and got out

before Grey would. They both walked into the bar. Before he walked inside, Grey noticed the name

displayed on the billboard. He had heard of Atomic Liquors. This bar was owned by Giovanni, a boss of

one of the mafia groups in the city. Actually, he was like Hercules. Grey heard that they have almost

similar assets, companies, and bars. In fact, they were rivals in so many areas.

He wondered if he would meet him in the bar. Perhaps he would see the popular Giovanni. “So, are

you not going to tell me anything?” Caramel questioned as she sipped the wine slowly. Grey had some

barbecue already and was slowly sipping the alcohol. He smirked. “About what? “He acted innocent.

“Strangely, the silence is stretching too long,” a voice reached his ears suddenly. “Giovanni rules the

world now,” another deep voice blurted in. There was a long silence.” It‘s a pity that Hercules is gone

forever.”

Grey turned around quickly, out of reflexes before he could stop himself. He stared at the men and

wondered why they were talking about Hercules.

Caramel sat up and regarded him for a moment. Tell me, Grey, what are you biding?”

“No,” a younger man boomed. “Hercules isn‘t gone. 1.just said that” he said drunkenly.

“Damn James! I told you not to get drunk,” another man warned, James laughed. “Hercules isn‘t gone.

He‘s coming back. Do you actually think Giovanni is a match to Hercules?”

Caramel looked at the men now. She smirked.” The audacity of them to talk about Hercules in

Giovanni, These guys are bold,” she relaxed back in her chair and sipped more. She looked at Grey

now, wondering what he was hiding. She couldn‘t help but think Grey could be an heir of a big family or

perhaps he was working under pretense. She however decided to enjoy her drink.

“Hercules is the best, all his products are. Giovanni is really no match for him,” James stuttered.

One of the men placed his palm over James‘s mouth quickly to shut him up.” Your love for Hercules will

kill you before your time,” he warned sternly and Grey couldn‘t help the smile that came to his lips.

“Damn! James is really going to implicate us,” the other man whispered, though Grey heard.” I think we

should get out of here.” Grey looked to his side at the man in Black designer wear and noted the

strange look he was giving the three men. Just as they hurried out of the bar, Grey watched him stand

and followed after quickly. As he walked past Grey, he was able to see the gun that was dangling in his

hand. Damn! He was really Giovanni‘s man..