Living With My Lady Boss

Sylvia said nothing more, grabbing Wilbur's pack of cigarettes on the table and smoking one.

"Are you from Dasha?" Sylvia asked, glancing at the cigarette brand.

Wilbur nodded.

Sylvia took a long drag off her cigarette. "You should leave. If you can do so, that is." "I haven't got any plans of leaving for now," said Wilbur.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Sylvia panicked at once.

Wilbur got up to answer the door. All he could see were a few men who tried to barge in at once.

Wilbur flared up in anger at the sight, grabbing them by the neck and throwing them out harshly.

they landed in a

grit their teeth through the pain and stumble away

closing the door and turning back to see Sylvia

was amazing," said

down curiously. "Enjoying the view?" Sylvia laughed, leaning back against the couch

She figured that Wilbur was not local and got straight to the point. "We're no more than pawns in a game, only to be used as playthings or venting their frustrations." Wilbur did not know what to say. He had, after

this. These plutocrats were really something,

official onight, and he got a little drunk, so I nanaged to escape to the roofto end my

be dead yourself in no time. They're going to do whatever it takes to dragback into the abyss, and they're not going to let you go either. Not much of a point in being nice to someone who's about to die." She got up and walked over

didn't drink yourself to death in my room too." He left to go to bed,