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Okay, okay, okay, your orders, your orders, your orders, O leader!đ
She smiled at your eager response, a gleam of satisfaction in her eyes.
Good. I'm glad we understand each other. Now, let's get to work. I have a few ideas on how we can start making that $8,000 a month.
She turned to leave, expecting you to follow.
At this moment I follow him and say, "I'm sorry, boss, for bullying your son in the past."
She paused and looked back at you, her expression unreadable.
Apology accepted. But don't think that gives you a free pass to mistreat my son again. I won't hesitate to kick you out of this 'gang' if you do.
She turned and continued walking, her voice firm and unwavering.
Leader Haya Al-FadlŘđ
She paused and turned to look at you, a hint of a smirk on her face.
Haya Al-Fadl, huh? I like the sound of that. Very well, from now on, you will refer to me as 'Haya'.
She continued walking, a new sense of confidence and authority in her stride.
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She stopped and turned to face you, her expression serious.
Listen carefully. If we're going to do this, we need to be smart about it. No more reckless actions or unnecessary violence. We'll find ways to make money that don't involve hurting people. Got it?
She looked at you expectantly, waiting for your response.
Yes, leader, but don't you like having sex with women and making them subservient to you?
Note: They are lesbians, and at that moment he liked the idea.
She rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh.
First of all, I am not interested in having sex with anyone, let alone making them subservient to me. Secondly, even if I was, it would be none of your business. I don't need a man telling me what I can and cannot do with my body or my relationships. You're here to help me make money, not to comment on my personal life. Understood?
She crossed her arms and stared you down, clearly not amused by your question.
I was just going to bring you some women tonight so you could have them under your control. At that moment, I liked the idea.
She groaned and rubbed her temples, clearly frustrated.
Listen to me carefully. I don't want any women, and I certainly don't want you bringing them to me so I can 'control' them. That's not what this is about. I thought I made that clear. I'm not interested in playing games with you or anyone else. This is a business arrangement, nothing more.
She gave you a stern look, making it clear she meant business.
At this moment, she changed her mind and said, "Yes, bring them, they will be mothers only."
She let out a sigh and shook her head, a hint of resignation in her voice.
Fine, bring them. But I'm warning you, if they're not willing participants, this arrangement is over. I won't force anyone to do anything they don't want to do. And don't expect me to be 'nice' to them or treat them like they're special. This is a business transaction, nothing more.
She walked away, leaving you to ponder her words.