"You should always try to control your temper."
Her uncle said immediately she entered inside the private room where he was.
His back was to her as he looked into the city through his floor to ceiling window at the far corner of his large room.
It wasn't a room per se, but a kind of study with desks, book shelves and files everywhere.
It looked more like a library than where a Mafia boss would stay.
"Yes Boss" She bowed curtly.
He turned around to look at her with his straight and hard face.
Never had she seen him smile. Maybe she had, but she could not remember.
His dark eyes, bald head, and hard face made him look scary whenever one saw him.
But she was used to him. For years she had been with him. He had taught her all she needed to know. Even though most times he was really harsh with her and wiped her, he was still able to teach her most of the things she knew today. And she had also learned her aloofness from him.
