[EDITING]
It's been four years since we broke up, since I last saw him.
I am no longer the person I used to be. I have gained a reputation as the most formidable businesswoman, feared by many, devoid of smiles, and often labeled as ruthless and arr...
He asked which is my favourite position. I said, CEO
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I harbor strong disdain for anyone who betrays my trust or falsely believes that I have betrayed them, including the individual before us who is restrained in a chair. My sentiments extend to numerous other disloyal individuals within my business, whom I view with the same level of contempt.
With a sneer, I leaned forward, placing my elbows on my knees, causing my face to emerge from the shadows, which widened his eyes. "You clearly fail to comprehend," I scoffed. "I have no concern for the consequences they would impose upon you. However, I will only release you once I have fully inflicted torment upon that treacherous, deceitful mind of yours."
"Please, ma'am!" he pleaded once more, his voice filled with desperation and tears streaming down his swollen face, mingling with the blood from his injured lips. "I swear I didn't do it."
With a dismissive laugh, I scoffed and rose to my feet, advancing toward him like a predator closing in on its prey. I leaned in, narrowing my eyes, and whispered, "Let's make a deal, shall we? If you disclose the identity of the person you sold my project to, I might reconsider subjecting you to the excruciating torment of this formidable weapon I stumbled upon recently."
I reached behind me, signaling for my assistant to pass me the electric shock device. As soon as it landed in my palm, a wicked smirk spread across my face. I activated the device, its menacing hum filling the air, and brought it close to his face.
"Or perhaps you'd prefer to serve as my initial experiment?" I taunted, observing his widened eyes and the terror that consumed him at the prospect of the electric shock device making contact with his skin.
As anticipated, the mere presence of the device was enough to elicit a response. He began to speak, although it was mostly a stream of meaningless words, providing me with information I already possessed. His ramblings were futile attempts to satisfy my demands, unaware that I was well aware of the truths he shared.
Feeling a sense of profound boredom, I abruptly interrupted him by forcefully pressing the device against his lower abdomen, causing him to unleash piercing screams that resonated within my ears. Passing the device to my secretary, I instructed them with a simple statement: "You're familiar with what needs to be done."
Leaving the confines of the interrogation room in my office, a space reserved for extracting information from company traitors like him, I couldn't help but reflect on the audacity displayed by those who dare to betray me.
It often astonishes me how they possess the courage to act against my formidable reputation and relentless demeanor. One would think that my fearsome reputation alone would be sufficient to dissuade such disloyalty.
"Ma'am, your 9 o'clock appointment has arrived," my assistant, Amos, murmurs, and I acknowledge with a nod. We begin our stride towards the elevator, with Amos closely following me.
