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I was back where I belonged. The life I loved such a long time ago. The life of guns and drugs. Maybe it was destined to happen.

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We were at seaside. The fresh smell of salt in the air. The calming sound of waves crashing on rocks. I missed having my feet in the warm waters of the beaches here in Miami. Having it warm all year round, the beaches were also always warm here.

I had no chance of going any time soon.

I had found the exit of this enormous mansion. I was now at the front of the mansion. Everything here screamed expensive. Upgrading from a little apartment to having a room the size of my apartment just amazed me. All over a minor accident.

I walked down the long stairs, heading for Bokuto. He was sitting by the gate.

The gates a beautiful black color, the part where the gates split was a rose. Maybe his boss had an obsession with roses. The sides of the gate were filled with healthy looking roses. But the roses weren't regular red roses; they were a bright blue.

There were cars parked through the front. An enormous fountain in the middle of everything. The floor was perfectly clean. Not one speck of dirt anywhere. How much does he pay for someone to clean something as big as this.

I turned around to inspect the actual mansion. It looked about 16,000 feet wide. It was something out of this world.

It had about four floors, not counting the attic. It looked long too. This wasn't even counting the actual backyard. Bokuto's boss was richer than he looked.

The entryway was bigger than it seemed, too. Walking to Bokuto was an entire workout.

He was sitting on the brick side, with his hands crossed together. His two guns right at his side. Once he heard me coming, he looked up. All his worries looked gone. He put on his usual big smile and come over to hug me.

"I'm glad you're okay." He sighed. It seemed like a tremendous weight had just been lifted from him. "So work partners now? Who would've known?" I laughed, trying to change the mood a bit. "Your calm." He pointed out. I just shrugged. "It's not a big deal, you know."

"Yea totally y/n. It's not like you work for Miami's greatest mafia." "Fue un accidente, Bokuto." He gave me a pat on the back. I stumbled forward. His force was unnecessary. "Sorry, but your the first woman to ever work here like this." I felt my mouth drop.

Translation: "It was an accident Bokuto."

"Well, except the maids, but those don't count. We don't pay attention to them." I sighed in relief, the maids very much count in my book. "Doesn't the boss have someone?" They normally do, it's very uncommon, but it happens. "I guess he just doesn't want to put anyone important to him in danger. It would be his weakness, and no one wants weaknesses." He made a very valid point.

"How do you get this job?" Bokuto chuckled. He sat back down and looked up at me. "We knew each other from high school. I moved here with him after I finished high school. Then I met you when I went to college." "So he didn't go to college?" Clearly, he didn't, or he just went to another school. "He studied on his own, the boss is pretty smart. Smarter than I'll ever be for sure." We both laughed.

"What about the brunette? He's his underhand, isn't he?" Bokuto looked at me with a surprised expression. "What did you do before I met you?" There was a hint of suspicion in his voice. "Nothing really, it's pretty obvious how close they are." Luckily, Bokuto wasn't the brightest and was very easy to convince.

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