"Clearly your parents dropped you on your head as a child, actually no,"I pause as he looks at me angrily and decide to test him,"They must've thrown you at a wall really hard, can't say I blame them to be honest."
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Meet Savannah Will...
"Wear this." Cole says thrusting a black bundle into my arms, somehow also materialising some cute heeled boots.
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I lift the dress up to myself, not bad for a guy/ scary gang leader.
"Go on then." Cole says impatiently as I glare at him.
"Ain't nobody got time for your pervy ass," I say sassily, "So in other words GET OUT!"
He grunts and walks out extra slowly, slamming the door like a little toddler in the way out.
"Boys," I mutter shaking my head before gathering my things and hopping into the shower.
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I keep adjusting my skin tight dress, on a normal person it would cover their cleavage enough to keep it modest.
But little old Savvy here just HAD to have big boobs! They were literally one accidental boob shove away from popping out of the dress. Honestly I know girls have boob jobs to get their boobs bigger, but I'm just like how? How do you carry them, surely that must be a little unhealthy for your back!
I mean I have double Ds, every girls dream apparently as I've been told many, many times and I have to pause once in a while to lean forward and ease my back and let my huge boobs hang forward. Once I even contemplated getting a pin and popping my boobs, unfortunately Google said that was not possible nor approved by doctors.
Anyway, the dress complemented my curves and accentuated my perky butt. Dayum Savannah, back at it again with the big butt and boobs, oh my god 'baby got back!'
I did up my boots and styled my hair to keep my unruly mess of curls somehow manageable tonight. Mascara done, red lipstick done, breathe check done. I am ready, ready to get raped by potential Drug lords more like! My brain countered.
Surely Cole would protect me, I mean he HAS to! There's Gotta be some sort of kidnapper and kidnappee contract. Don't kill me and I won't snitch when you eventually let me go! (or escape but to be honest I don't really see that happening).
I snort out loud, before I even have the chance to snitch Cole would have killed me himself!
"Fuck it!" I practice my bitch face and walk out the door, prepared to make an agreement with Cole and MY terms and conditions.
Pretty sure kidnappers don't LET kidnappees have a terms and condition, but eh Gotta at least try right?
"Gotta keep your head up yeah-" I stop singing and freeze when I see a guy in a black suit standing in front of me with his arms crossed.
"Are you from men in black?" I ask taking a tiny step backwards, hoping he doesn't kill me.
"No maam I'm here to escort you to the club, where the drug deal will take place." He says with a straight face.
"Are you going to kill me?" I ask curiously.
"No maam, My orders say that I have to take you to the club and if even a hair is touched on your body I will be fired immediately." He recites.
"Damn," I say whistling lowly, "Wait did Cole say that?"
"Yes maam, we should leave now in order to be on time." I nod and skip forward linking arms with him and singing 'we're off to see the wizard', earning me a small amused smile as we got into the black shaded car.
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