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Valentino, the fucking dick sucker and I were carrying out some training mission and Val just had to go ahead and stab some guy in the messiest way possible, getting blood all over my suit. I mean he's a smart guy but can loose his senses sometimes when he's getting horny over fucking haemoglobin.
I guess it honestly not a big deal, I could just wash the blood off and wear it after. But then again, I'm not a peasant who re-wears his outfits. So I had one of my men burn it.
Now, since there's now one less suit in my wardrobe, I need to buy a new one.
Possibly a new chain and some rings too? It's called 'billionaire mafia boss privileges'.
Anyways, while I made my way through the packed mall I felt a vibration in my trouser pocket. Correction, multiple vibrations.
I groaned, already knowing who was spamming me. I pulled out my phone and saw at least a dozen texts already from Valentino.
Eyesore: FUCK I JUSR GOT HOME
Eyesore: ACE IM SO SORRY
Eyesore: ARE YOU STOLL ANGRY AT ME
Eyesore: I DIDNF MEAN TO GET BLOOD ON YOUR SIT
Eyesore: SUIT*
Eyesore: ACE
Eyesore: IM FUCKIN WITH YO DAD
Eyesore: Sorry
Eyesore: YOURE TAKING TO LONG TO RLEPLYY
I rolled my eyes but paused to respond since he'd go crazy if I left him on read.
WHAT THE ABSOLUTE HELL DO YOU WANT :Me
Eyesore: SHIT YOU REPLIED
Eyesore: IM SORRY FOR RUINING YOUR SUIT
I couldn't care any less about my suit :Me
Stop fucking spamming me :Me
Eyesore: ik you love it when I spam asshole
Stfu :Me
Eyesore: love you too 😋
Sighing, I slipped my phone back into my pocket again. Val is already fucking gay, I'm not going to make it weird by saying I love him back.
I don't even know where to get a bloody suit from. Usually my butlers or something get them for me but I decided to do something myself for once because I'm not a spoilt brat.