The Goddess Made A Mistake Again

The carriage only took a few hours to arrive at the city and with only a small number of people on the streets, I swiftly came before the gambling house.

If someone were to see its current state and the one a month ago, they would never be able to guess that this place is the same one.

Gone was the wooden house that stood here and replaced it with a real concreate building. One that entertained everyone who looked upon it.

The building had been colored once more with its rebirth and now it was a magnificent red building with the words 'Rocco House' designed with lamps.

Inside was an even greater change than what was shown outside. The view inside now was completely clean with strong wooden floors that had a clean design. The gaming boards and the bar had been revitalized with much better quality.

Previously, the gambling house had only one floor, but now it was three floors. The first one for the normal gamblers, the second one for the VIP's and the third was the office room.

People were coming in this place with endless numbers. There were so many people here that Rocco had to arrange extra guards so nothing problematic happens.

How did such a huge change occurred to the place where it had zero customers earlier?

It all happened that day when I came to the vacant gambling house, looking to rip off Rocco. Seeing the empty and desolate state this place was, I instantly had an idea and used it.

I came in as an investor and gave money to Rocco who made the changes. I gave him a total number of twenty thousand pounds so that he could rewrite this place great. Looking at it now, I know it was not a mistake.

Of course, I didn't just give him that much money as charity. I may be rich but that doesn't mean I don't value money.

I made sure to get more than enough advantage from him. Now, not only does he owe me big favors but I made sure to make him sign a contract stating that I'll own 60% of this place's profits if Rocco took this money.

Yes, he was hesitant taking in such a deal but looking at the empty place and his lowering reputation, he knew it was the only deal he would get. If he tried to loan money from other people, they would surely eat this place up for good and leave him with nothing.

So it was better to take money from this complete nobody who had saved him, rather than the sharks who would pull him up and then throw him down the drain when they have no use for him.

Even with many people clamoring around the place, I didn't find problem getting in. As soon as the guards saw it was me, they immediately emptied the path for me and welcomed me like I was the Boss.

Technically, I kinda am.

"Welcome boss, would you like some drinks or anything in particular?" Said a tall guard in black intimating uniform.

My size was so bulky that even the intimating guard felt dwarf before me.

"Vodka. Where is he?"

The guard understood who I was talking about, "The other boss is in the office. Do you want me to call him?"

"It's okay, I'll go myself." I said and went up alone as the guards cleared the space for me.

"I'll bring your drink up."

"He- Hey! What's the deal huh!" A random guy in lavish outfit said, "I play here regularly. I'm practically a VIP, why don't you clear the road for me?"

The guard slowly came before the guy as he took a step back, "W- What are you doing?"

The guard didn't say anything until he came right in front of the guy and slapped him, gaining everyone's attention.

"You're no VIP, Roge. You're just a guy who comes here every day and cheats, just to win a few coins."

"What d- do you mean I cheat? I- I've never cheated in my life." Roge rubbed his cheek which now had a large hand print.

"Shut it Roge. We've known it for a few days. The only reason we didn't kick you out is because you're the bosses friend." Then he pointed to the empty stairs, "But that guy just now is the bosses boss, alright."

"You have said a few things about the boss and he may be lenient because your his friend. But he won't like it when he hears you talk about the boss boss. So get out!"

"You're kicking me out?"

"Yeah" The guard nodded, no sympathy on him.

"But I didn't even insult him. I just… I was just asking, dude."

"Just get out Roge. We've had it with you, go steal from some other house." The guard gestured to the entrance where two guards stood opening the door for Roge.

Seeing no other point, Roge got up, "Oh, and don't come back here no more."

"What!" Roge said in bewilderment but seeing the stoic face of the guard, he could only shut up and leave.

"Please enjoy yourselves. What happened here doesn't affect you people in anyway." The guard said to the silent customers who forgot about the matter in the next second and started playing.

But all of them remembered the figure of Henry and took it to mind about not angering the man.

…

"Boss, how are you? Have you been eating well?" Rocco came to me as soon as he saw me enter his office.

"I'm fine, but it seems you're doing much better lately." I say looking at his new style.

The guy was wearing expensive lavish clothes that spoke of money. It was even richer than Henry's. There was a gold chain on his neck, gold bracelets on his hands and he even had a gold tooth as one of his bunny teeth.

Even if Rocco walked in a place full of darkness, the richness overflowing from him would immediately light the surroundings.

Typically, he looked like the rich punk on the street that everyone wants to beat the shit out of.

"Oh, you mean this?" He pointed to his shirt, "This is nothing boss. Just a casual way of living, you know, to spread the reputation."

'Spread the reputation?'

I don't ask him about the strange thing, "Tell me, why are you still calling me boss? Didn't I tell you not to call me that."

It felt a bit embarrassing when a sub-leader of a notorious gang who is also older than me calls me the boss.

"Of course, I would call you, boss. You're the boss." Rocco had quite the tongue for flattery, "It seems you also lost some weight, boss."

"Really?" I look at my stomach; it was now much leaner than before. But it wasn't just lean and had packs too.

"Yeah, I'm sure. You also look like you gained some muscles."

"You're joking!" I say lightly throwing him back which prompted him to fall over. But he quickly got up and smiled like a rat again.

Okay, I would be lying if I didn't say I liked his flattery. Everyone likes flattery, especially from their own lackeys.

"Alright, jokes over." I sit down at the couch, "We need to talk."

"Oh!" Rocco understood as he closed the curtains and locked the door before asking, "Yes, boss."

"I'm sure, you've seen this right?" I say showing him the copy of the same news I read in the morning.

"Yeah… I did. It's very surprising that the queen would do this. This is going to damage a lot of our business." He shook his head thinking about his gang.

"Actually, it's going to increase it." I smile as Rocco was confused.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning, I want you to arrange that meeting now."