Bianca pounded his chest with weak fists, her words slurred from the alcohol. "Liar! You never loved me!"

Tears streamed down her face as she screamed, "Dave, tell me! Do you love me or not? How many times have you lied?" Her voice broke. "Let go! Don't touch me!"

Dave stayed calm, ignoring her outburst. "Stop this. We’ll talk at home."

Ignoring her resistance, he lifted her into his arms. Her protests faded as her face pressed against his chest.

His men swallowed hard, watching the scene unfold. A drunk Bianca was more intense than any opponent they had ever faced.

But they had never seen their boss handle anyone...