un·der·bel·ly
/ˈəndərˌbelē/
noun
A hidden unpleasant or criminal part of society.
"the dark underbelly of a ghetto"
"I do for me and mine how I see fit. Even if I have to wage war against everything in my path." His voice so powerful it felt like i...
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****Chapter Playlist**** Giveon - For Tonight The Weeknd - Wicked Games Central Cee - Let Go
Oakley 'Cench' Caesar-Su New York, NY
"I'll do it." Killian muttered looking torn about her decision.
I nodded satisfied with her answer, she wouldn't regret her decision, she signed the papers, and began to yawn, so I took that as my cue to head back to the hotel. I had one more full day here before I left back to London, to get back to business.
She had a flat, now a job, and some decent security. Sirius and Severus, were trained guard dogs who had a thing for human blood. Only nice to her and whoever clothing we had them smell.
"I should get going, innit? Get some rest." I stood up, her eyes followed my movements like she wanted to say something to me.
We had spent the day watching television and eating Chinese, and laughing. Her laugh was beautiful, even the snort she did earlier. It was genuine, raw and amazing. Everything she was, that's how the moment felt. Like I was on a cloud with her, smiling and happiness looked great on her but I felt like maybe it could be an act.
Her soft hand reached for mine, "Can you stay?" She didn't look at me though, instead her gaze focused on the skyline. "It's just dangerous out there, and it's already late. There's the extra room, and the washer and dry-"
I sat down showing her I wasn't going anywhere, and she put her head in my shoulder. She took a deep breath, "I'm gunna go shower." Leaving me on the couch she went into her room.
Boone, Wadz, A2: Danny is out and making moves. Cench you come back day after morrow, inform on a move.
The message was followed up with two thumbs up reactions from Wadz and A2.
Cench: I want Hal first.
"Cench! Can you bring me a towel please." Killian called me from the shower, the flat was so large I almost barely heard her.
"Yea." I shouted back before entering the room, to find and give her the towel.
Entering the bathroom it was warm and steamy, mist was in the air. The shower was all glass, "Cench?" Her voice was delicate, she turned around and reached for the towel. Her perfect breast pressed against the glass, and my eyes quickly looked down before looking back up at her face.
She was wet, and that was doing something to me. Her hair was slick and coiled into tight ringlets that framed her face, "Thank you."
Killian batted her long eyelashes at me, and bit that damn bottom lip and I couldn't keep eye contact anymore. "Want to join?" She was doing that thing with her voice, making it all soft and light. The voice she did right before I'd be willing to let her use me in any way she wanted.
