Black

"You about to lose yo damn job, I can't wait to report your ass"Ulaine taunted before Justine placed her hand over her mouth

"That won't be necessary ma'am because Huey here is fired effectively and immediately, Charlie you know what to do"He orders Charlie as I smile in satisfaction

The fact that I didn't have to do or say shit is amazing

Charlie walks over to the gate opening it as they run to me hugging and kissing me

"Charlie will bring your car back to our house, We would feel better if you two rode with us however"He testified as my mom Hugs him

"Your my favorite Son in law"she squeals before I scrunch my face up and Justine does the same

"He's your only son in law mama"I snickered as she smacks her teeth

"That's besides the point"she yells as one of the guards helps her in the car

"That's what I have to deal with every day" my mom sighs as my mama pops her head out the car

"I heard that shit!"
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After about 5 hours of laughter and food Lucien had escorted my parents and siblings to the guest house as we slept in the main

"Are you going to show me where that room leads to"I ask out of the blue trying my hair up with my satin scarf as Sebastien looks up from his files before walking over to me and taking my hands guiding me into the closet

"You have more clothes than me"I gasp before he looks at me

"That's a lie. Babe you sound like your trying to convince yourself and it's not working"he laughs before pressing something as the back wall shifted and he pulled me in

What in the hell. The place was so small yet so I don't even know the words. It looked like something off shadowhunters

"Sebastien why does one need so many guns, you can't hold em all"I snicker picking up a knife and circling it in my hand

"Only I Know about this room, other than Hearly and the twins"he tells me as I look at the other door

Compared to the house this room was the whitest in the entire damn place

"Why doesn't your dad know"I ask out of curiosity as he shrugged

"My father is a very loyal man. And with that comes the ability to tell things without realizing "

"I'm guessing that's the stairwell that leads downstairs"I question as he nods before walking over to me wrapping his hands around my waist

"Scared yet"he asks chuckling softly as I shurg my shoulders to somewhat

Every time we seemed to pull together the world saved me from getting my vagina ripped as his phone rang

"What is it"I ask as he balls his fist before handing up the phone

"It's my damn club. Someone had been taking money. Money little by piece knowing that we wouldn't notice because who pays attention to 200 dollars missing each week"he yells slamming his hand into the brick wall as I flinch

"I'm sorry"he whispers as I place my hand on his shoulder

"It's okay. Is there anyway of telling how and who did it?" I ask as he shakes his head

"They've been taking money behind the counter bringing it to the vault and somehow taking the money as they go"he murmured gripping his hair

"What day is it"I ask as he looks at me weirdly

"20th of November"

"I have a Charity ball coming up on the 6th of December will you come with me"

"Until this gets sorted I'm sorry but I'll probably be busy"
Present day

And that's how I got my ass into this mess. Trying to solve one problem with another, I wanted to show off to Hillary at my ball and he Needed to find out who stole our money so here the fuck I was standing in a line of 7 girls face to face with 12 of them

"Welcome to cancello della morte! you are nobodies bottom of the social hierarchy and we are here to make you the best female strippers In the history of this damn speakeasy"

No one knew who I was, the paparazzi still didn't have a good picture of my face and a little makeup to cover my tattoos wasn't hard yet my hair. Gosh my hair was another thing. Let's just say wigs are now my new best friend

"You what's your name"the woman says snapping her fingers as I look up and straighten my posture

"Trinity Moscow"

*sorry it took a while, I made it extra long to make up for it*

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