I woke up the next morning, hoping I could just forget everything that had happened these past few days. But of course, I could not, Xzaiver had crawled into my life and was no planning on leaving any time soon.
Though I must say since joining with his mafia things have been much better for mine. (Boy was I wrong.)
Today I was planning to have a productive day which did not include staying in the club all day laughing at the needy women begging for the men's attention.
As I made my way downstairs, I got a phone call, it was ben letting me know that one of our warehouse's had been broken into and some of the cargo was attempted to be stolen.
My men could not do the simple job of guarding a warehouse some of them will defiantly end up jobless by tonight. Then he told me they have one of the bastrads that tried to break it and that they have him tied up and ready for me.
Then I began to smile because I knew I was about to have a little bit of fun.
I told ben id be there in an hour and then I put on some Doja cat and began to dance around my kitchen, boy was I about to have some serious fun.
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We Cannot Be
Romance*TRIGGER WARNING* •may have some mature scenes• ▪ ▪ "𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓽; 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓲𝓬𝓮." Amaya would describe herself as a heartless bitch, who couldn't care less about anyone around her. Not that she really had...
