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I couldn’t get that girl out of my mind, either. Her plump lips and menacing eyes, her confident, antagonising smile. I couldn’t help but smirk when I thought of it.

I pictured myself nuzzling her neck, burying myself in her hair. My hands trailing up the dip of her waist.

It wouldn’t be so bad to take her, would it?

After all, I was still a man.

Shaking the image from my head, I pressed the pedal to the floor, speeding off down the dimly lit highway. I would drive until I figured it out. The space between me and them was necessary to think clearly. So many people had opinions about what I should be doing, and how I should be doing it.

I was getting tired of being told what to do.

5

Chapter 5

Rome

“Istill can’t believe you did that,” Bea shook her head.

It was mid-morning, but we were just getting up. Each of us worked at Lilith’s until about four, before returning to our apartment. The life that we lived allowed us to support a certain standard of living that none of us had ever thought possible.

I sat on our suede couch and the light poured in through the ceiling-high windows as I overlooked the cityscape. Bea and Sierra sat on the ground in their pyjamas, with big piles of cash stacked between them as they counted and sorted last night’s takings.

Bea and I had lived together for years, and we had only recently welcomed Sierra.

Sierra came to Lilith’s asking for a job, and had only been dancing for a few months before we took her in.

Diana had taken to her, and started letting her in on our background operations very early. I was skeptical of her at first but with the amount of time we all spent together, we got to know each other pretty quickly, and I had come to like her.

She began living with Bea and I the night she showed up to work with a black eye from her now ex-boyfriend. That night, instead of working, we all went to her house. We packed up all Sierra’s stuff and moved it into our apartment. We also left him a new custom scratch job on the side of his car, and Bea installed a red brick in the middle of his windscreen.

“Did Di absolutely lose her shit?” Sierra asked.

Her platinum blonde hair fell straight down her back, and she tucked some loose strands behind her ear as she shoved her take of the earnings into her banking bag.

“You could say that,” I sighed, sinking deeper into the couch and putting my hand to my head.

I could almost still hear Diana yelling at me.

To say that she was pissed, would be an understatement.

“So what now? He agreed to stay away?”

I shrugged, “for now.”

“I still can’t believe you, what if he had found out you were bluffing?” Bea shook her head, “Your anger issues are gonna get you killed, girl.”

I rolled my eyes.

If he didn’t call my bluff then, there’s no way he’d be able to figure it out now.

“Whatever,” I said, hauling myself out of the chair.

I grabbed my stuff, shrugging on my jacket over my white t-shirt. I had only had a few hours sleep, but it was all I needed.

“I’m going to work,” I said, grabbing my bag.

“We have the meeting later, don’t forget,” Bea reminded in her motherly tone. She didn’t look at me, her eyes focused on the notebook in front of her where she tracked her earnings.

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