Horangi - Mafia

Cigar smoke mingled with the air. Horangi's smile was arrogant as he spoke with the powerful mafia men, having secured a deal in a meeting with one of the most powerful people internationally, who would help him transport cargo to other countries. He was known in the mafia as "Ash." He was with other partners in the company's reception area.

"There's a lot to celebrate, guys. This is a milestone for the business," Horangi said, encouraging the partners, who celebrated with cheers. "We need some alcohol." Horangi looked around for an employee and his gaze fell on you. "Hey, pretty girl, come here."

You raised an eyebrow. Was he seriously mistaking you for an employee? You approached anyway. "Do you need anything?" you asked with a raised eyebrow.

—Yeah, that's obvious... —Horangi looked you up and down and smiled flirtatiously—. I need alcohol, but... then I might need you—he winked at you.

"And who are you supposed to boss me around?" you replied, crossing your arms.

"Oh, pretty girl, don't you know?" Horangi's smile turned arrogant and a little dark. "Kim Hong-jin, but everyone knows me as 'Horangi'... and if you know what's good for you, do as I say." The order was direct, as if his position in the mafia was the highest.

You looked at him and pretended to be scared. “Oh yeah, excuse me, I’ll get your drinks.” Horangi smiled proudly and arrogantly as he gestured with his hand, and yes, you brought him the drink and left.

A few minutes later, Horangi walked in. What had once been fun and arrogance was now businesslike. The person known as 'Ash' sat in the chair with his back to them. Everyone sat down at the table, and Horangi, in a serious voice, asked, "Will you welcome us, Mr. Ash?"

You calmly answered, correcting him: "Miss..." You turned around and Horangi was surprised, but he hid it.

He couldn't be so unlucky that the girl he was a jerk to was the boss.