When Lily's university financial scholarship is revoked she explores a new avenue for income.
A mutual friend introduces her to a darker underbelly line of work with a handsomely dangerous boss, mysteriously named Seven.
Lily's world, with the hel...
"Wh-" Mesha gets out, her blown out eyes finally leaving me for a second to glance at Curby before they return to me, this time her glare shines right at me.
"What the fuck is he doing here?" She finally gets out as I puff again on my cigarette.
"Hello to you too." I retort and her face grimaces in a glower.
"Curby?" She looks at him and he steps back as if he's scared of her. He probably is considering how much of a bitch he turns into at the mention of her name.
"He just wants to talk to you. I'm sorry, I knew you wouldn't see him any other way." Curby mutters out his weak apology to her. The man is fucking pussy whipped, it's actually kind of hilarious to watch the power dynamic between them. Mesha is the boss, that is for sure.
"Of course I don't want to fucking talk to him! You fucked over my best friend!" She turns back to me to direct the last part. I flick my cigarette away and take a step forward.
"I didn't do anything." I defend myself. I didn't really, I left but I didn't fuck Lilianna over. If anything she fucked me over, or at least that's what I'm trying to figure out.
"Are you fucking serious?" Mesha steps forward to me, my words clearly winding her up. Curby's arm reaches out to stop her approaching me as if she could actually hurt me. The fact that she thinks she can hurt me makes me smile.
"Don't fucking smirk at me you little prick!" She screeches again and I roll my eyes. There's the Mesha I had predicted.
"Put a muzzle on it." I say to Curby which just makes her flip out even more.
"Fuck you!" Mesha yells the same time Curby frowns at me and says,
"Dude what the fuck." I know I shouldn't wind her up, she's meant to be helping me. I sometimes can't help the shit that comes out my mouth.
"Fine, sorry. I'm sorry." I step forward with my hands up in apology. Curby's hands are still firmly on Mesha's shoulder to hold her back. He waits till her breathing calms before dropping his touch, satisfied that she won't attack me.
"What the fuck do you want Seven?" Mesha demands, adjusting her black top from slipping off her shoulder. Her glare doesn't falter. I'll give it to her, she knows how to look intimidating but she doesn't intimidate me.
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"I want to know where Lily is." I admit and she surprises me when the dirty look she's giving me turns into a smile. For some reason I prefer the scowl, her smile is definitely not genuine.
"Oh get fucked." Mesha laughs. literally laughs at me and I bite down till my jaw flexes.
"I need to know where she is." I insist but Mesha still giggles at me.
"Oh really? What for?" She folds her arms over her chest. I don't know how to answer her question and glance to Curby for help. He avoids my gaze like the pussy he is and I roll mine annoyed that he is no help in this situation.
