69~Kill or be Killed

Luscious' POV

One hour later, I was making my way towards the meeting room. Then I see the dejected look on the faces of a few men in the room. Some look downright exhausted while others appear unsure and uncertain as they saw the raging expression on my face. They knew I barely called for a meeting, but whenever I did, it was always gruesome. In conclusion, no one really looks forward to when I am furious. It doesn't end well. It never does.

I matched under the archway of the conference room and a voice called out. “All rise.” I recognized it as Rostov's voice. They all rose to their feet to acknowledge my presence and they gave a deep bow as I sat on my designated seat at the head of the table. I overlooked the room, my eyes drifting from one man to another. They shifted from foot to foot under my pensive gaze. They knew whatever it was that I called them for, was deathly important. And they awaited whatever I was about to say.

“You may take your seats.” I ordered and watched as th