The Besotted

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I'm glad to see some familiar names in the notifications. Welcome back..❤

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"Do you really work at Ambrosia? The strip club?" Zayn asked on our way down in the elevator.

I responded with, "Didn't you do a background check on me?"

Then he said all causal like, "Yeah, it was requested but I got lazy and shit came up," He looked me up and down but not in the way his brother does, "But you don't strike me as the stripper type."

The fuck that was supposed to mean.. I work with those girls and they're just normal, not the damaged strung out on drugs hookers you see depicted in films. They're just girls who have bills and shit in their lives, and they need money. That's it.

Didn't call him out on it though, didn't get the chance. He got a phone call just as we got off the elevator and my mind was back to his brother in an instant.

No because mo guy threatened, manipulated and bullied me into his bedroom for hours past my shift because he didn't want me to tell his brother that he got his ass handed to him...

Then said brother and the rest of the family showed up anyway, and saw with their own eyes how fucked up he really looks.

So all that drama... him telling me shit, me hating him so much I forget all my shit.... all that was for nothing? The stress, the anxiety?

Zayn says their mommy making tea is her way of not going batshit and they were waiting for me to leave before they descended on him.

What I don't get is, if it was because of business like Zayn alluded to earlier then why are they acting like he went looking for it? And that he goes looking for it all the time?

And who is this Daniel of theirs? Why is he so ominous and seemingly all powerful enough to make a man like Mr. Sin do things against his will?

I don't think I'll ever understand anything that goes on with those people.

But I do maybe understand why Mr Sin told me not to tell Zayn because just as I was about to leave I wondered if he'd be going back up to his family-- he only walked out with me to make sure I got picked up safe-- but he wasn't going back up.

He told me he was going to look into the situation, I assume Mr. Sin's and I assume he went looking for the person he fought..

He seemed more mad at himself that he wasn't at the fight or something.

I haven't seen him or heard from him since, or his brother for that matter. I went to pick up my bag that Friday, and all I found was my money on the kitchen island.

Cash, in an envelope, he knows the deal.

And yeah, I looked around for him... pretending to clean but not really... anxiously waiting for him to walk in and look at me just so I can tell him that I'm not quitting.

He's going to have to fire me. Two can play the chicken game. I need the money, and he doesn't want to disappoint his brother.

Gutter girl, toe to toe with a billionaire, I don't give a fuck.