Revenge Of The Hidden Boss

“The best looking places are not always where we feel Comfortable.” Bruce said as he looked around the room with classic walls and very formal guests. He turned to his left and saw a lady smiling at him. It was obvious she was just forcing a smile and she could also tell that Bruce wasn't falling for that wack fake smile “Y'all don't like me in this family, so just stop pretending already.” He mumbled and turned away in disgust.

The grand dining room of the Salvator estate was not just intimidating, it had become the worst place for Bruce to be at any time of the day. The Salvator family were his in-laws but he never loved spending time with them, “A bunch of arrogant creatures” he'd always call them.

The room was filled with the sounds of low murmurs, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. Despite the splendor around him, Bruce couldn't wait to “get the fuck outta here.”

He was already feeling out of place. “I don't belong here.” And It wasn’t the first time he felt this way.

He tried to distract himself from the voice that kept reminding him that “these punks just let you marry their daughter but that doesn't mean they respect you.” In fact, giving their daughter, Cassie to Bruce in marriage was a trap but they always tried to make it look like they did him a big favor for giving him a wife as beautiful as Cassie.

Across the table, Cassie’s father Mr. Forbes Salvator leaned back in his chair, observing Bruce with a critical eye.

Bruce turned to meet his gaze and he immediately knew the old man was about to start a conversation that would just end in mockery.

“So uhm… Bruce,” Forbes drawled, a smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. “You're still working in the dirty mud?” He wanted that to sound as bad as possible.

All the guests at the table immediately turned towards Bruce in shock and a woman asked “Mud? Bruce works in the mud? Ew…”

“That's disgusting isn't it? Bruce, why would you choose to work in the mud?”

“Isn't that some kinda dirty work for low life people?” A round of questions flew across the table, making Forbes smile because that's exactly what he wanted; to make Bruce feel uncomfortable and belittled.

But Bruce kept his face calm, he was a builder and a plumber too. He did all the hard jobs and anything possible to be able to provide for his wife Cassie who was the most ungrateful human on earth. And he wasn't going to give his wife's father the satisfaction of making fun of him in front of everyone gathered for the family dinner.

“So Bruce, how's your work going? Hope you don't have any infections from working in the dirty areas yet?”

Bruce did all he could do to steady his voice. “Work's been good.”

Cassie’s friend immediately turned to him in shock as she asked “Did you just say it's been good? You mean you enjoy working in the dirt?” She then turned back to Cassie who's Bruce's wife. “Hey Cassie you didn't tell me your husband was some trash man working some hard jobs in some stupid dirty mud and shit.”

Cassie buried her face in her palms laughing seriously, she was never proud of her husband, the only thing they all liked about him was how well built he was, just so ripped and perfectly masculine, a few friends of hers had already tried to seduce him behind her back but talked trash about him in public.

“Come on stop laughing just tell me why you decided to marry a man this fucking poor.” Cassie’s friend insisted.

Cassie looked around to make sure that Bruce couldn't see her talking, then she whispered to her friend “Hey, we all don't want him, this marriage was done for a reason but he doesn't know, he thinks I'm in love with him. But he's gonna find out soon enough when we get what we want from him.”

“Oh that's interesting, you beautiful devil.” The friend gave out a devilish smile with so much satisfaction, then she asked “What exactly do you guys want from him then?”

“Nah we ain't exposing that to nobody.”

Bruce took a look around seeing how his wife kept whispering things in her friends ear and laughing. He knew they were gossiping about him, calling him names like ‘the sexy church rat’ as they always did. All that just made him smile, scratching his head as he mumbled to himself “If only they knew that I have my own plans for marrying Cassie. Y'all think I'm just stupid and you're using me, but I also have my own plans.”

Having his own plans didn't change the fact that he truly loved Cassie and wanted the best for her. But the more they underestimated him, the more his own plan came closer to perfection. Underestimating him was part of his plan and he loved seeing them look down on him, it was perfect for his plot.

Bruce just finished drinking from a glass of water, but immediately he took the glass off his mouth, he couldn't see Cassie anymore “Where did she go?” he asked, confused.

He turned to the other side only to discover that Cassie’s friend had left the table too, “Where have they gone to?” turning to his back, he saw them heading towards the bathroom. “I know they're up to something.” He immediately stood up to follow them.

Everyone else continued drinking and chatting, not caring about anything else.

Bruce took stealthy movements to the bathroom door and he didn't need to get close enough before he could hear the sounds coming through the holes on the door, there were two female voice and a male voice.

“I wish we was on a bed and I'd ride you to my satisfaction.” Cassie’s friend said behind the closed door.

“Hey Cassie, come and suck me baby, I bet your husband isn't this big ha ha.”

Bruce could hear them laughing, but at a point he heard his wife say “Put that wood inside of me” then the bathroom was filled with moans.

“What the shit is happening inside there?” Bruce kicked the door open and right there, before him was his wife Cassie and her best friend Leila, all naked as they kissed one of the male guests who sat on the toilet with Cassie proudly on top of him.

“Oh my World!”