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Again, I follow directions. “What is this regarding? Lucian, I’m not interested in playing any of your games where you dominate me like I’m a little bitch.”
Her eyes narrow on me while she perches her sexy ass against the edge of the desk. “One, you do not speak of personal details in front of mixed company.”
Ralf chuckles under his breath. “We have something that we need to discuss with you that will give you the opportunity to make a shit ton of money.”
“What is it?” I’m interested in making some money seeing as I don’t have a job right now and I don’t have any prospects on finding a job.
“Anything that is said in this room, stays in this room. Do you understand me?” Lucian says with authority.
“Yes,” I answer.
“Raul has been stealing from me and is now trying to frame me by selling shitty drugs to people. He’s trying to ice me out and I’m not having it.”
“So, you think he sold the drugs to Paul to frame you?” I ask to make sure I’m understanding this right.
“Pretty much.”
“Where do I come in?”
Ralf walks around the desk until he’s standing next to Lucian. I have a feeling he feels as if he controls her by the way he looks at her. By the way his eyes watch her as she speaks. It’s possessive and a little fucked up. He watches her like he owns her.
“Raul is going to do everything he can to tear down Luca’s empire and we can’t have that. On top of that, he put a hit out on her and we need to put her into hiding,” Ralf explains to me casually.
On what planet is any of this casual? He’s talking about a gang war that could possibly kill one of my friends.
“Again, what does this have to do with me? I need to know that before I continue with this conversation.” I adjust in my seat with my ankle resting against my knee.
“I’m going to need to die publically and then disappear or he’s going to kill me. I’m already living on borrowed time, but I need a little more time to get my gang in order. That’s where you come in. I’m going to have you take over the face of The 3-1-3 until Raul and his new sector are squashed.”
My mouth drops. “Do you know how crazy you sound right now? I’m a chef! I’m not some Scarface asshole who knows anything about this!”
Lucian shrugs and Ralf nods. I’m glad I’m entertaining to these fuckers. Who just asks someone else to take over their empire? This isn’t a game. People die in this world.
“I would still be running my gang from the backend. You will become the face of it. It won’t be hard for you to take over. I haven’t showed my face at any of the drops and pickups. Everyone thinks I’m a guy anyways.”
“You would want me to wear the same mask?” I saw her wear the mask before but I never got to ask why she wore it. The couple of times I did drive for her, she had the mask on and a voice changer.
“If you would feel more comfortable wearing that, go ahead and use it.”
Holy shit. I’m actually considering this. Depending on the monetary benefits, this could be something that would set me up with money for a good chunk of time. That’s something I definitely need.
“What’s in it for me?” I ask.
Ralf speaks up this time. “You get thirty percent off the top of every deal you do. You would get half before and half after the drop is done. This is something you’re going to have to commit to. You need to think about this before you jump in.”
“Where would I stay?”
“Are you in?” Lucian asks.
I nod. “Yeah. I’m in.”
Chapter Eleven
Lucian
I put my makeup on a little heavier than normal with the eyeliner and my lipstick. My eyes are completely outlined in black with my eyes looking bigger than normal. My lips are painted a deep red signifying blood.
Next, I concentrate on doing my hair. Everything has to look perfect and believable for what is about to happen today. I have my hair in a tight bun to make sure my hair doesn’t get in the way with what is about to happen.
