The challenge

Tristan stared at Gianna amusingly. He liked her courage, the way she spoke out fearlessly.

"They do other stuffs. Other stuffs you can't imagine." Tristan whispered the last words in a freaking kind of way and it got Gianna a little bit as she moved back slightly.

"Other stuffs I can't imagine? Who are you?" Gianna asked.

"You shall be finding out soon." Tristan said and diverted his attention to Layla.

"Tonight. By 8. We have a meeting. The guards shall bring you to where it's gonna hold. I hate late coming. Including you." He added, turning to face Gianna.

"Yes boss. Can we leave now?" Gianna asked, already backing toward the door.

"You can." Tristan mumbled a reply and watched them leave. He walked over to the telephone, dialled a line.

"Come to my office. Immediately." He ordered coldly and dropped the telephone almost with a bang. He stood in front of the mirror, suddenly looking so mad.

Few minutes later, the door opened and Leah walked in .

"Hello boss...."

Tristan cut her sh