The Justice

Chapter 9: Jealousy can be exhausting

*Hey, I hope you'll like this chapter :) it'was kinda complicated to explain so if you don't get something just comment. ;)*

Written by me

ZOFIA'S POV

We were walking down the hotel hallway to get back to our rooms. But now, after the incident in the store, the vision of going back to my room which I shared with Harry wasn't that fascinating.

We landed in Ibiza not even a day ago and he was already clinging to random chicks in shops. Two days ago he was acting so sweet and caring and now he was only giving mix signals. I'll go crazy with his attitude.

I looked down into the shopping bag I was holding in my hand. We were in a mall mostly for professional reasons, everyone needed fancy clothes for the upcoming Gala.

Archiebald was organising a huge Gala at his villa and the fact that mafia people were invited was more than obvious. It was the perfect moment to get to Archie, we just need to get invitations and blend in without attracting too much attention.

It's good that we got two invitations earlier this day with Harry because I couldn't collaborate with him after what happened. We broke into one of the invitees and knocked him out to take his invitation and all the information we needed about him.

Arthur White was a drug dealer who, luckily for us, never saw Archiebald in person so Harry could easily take his identity for the Gala. We were a bit lucky when I was about to break our victims neck in his hotel room, when suddenly his wife entered the room, also invited to the Gala. So instead of only one invitation now we had two.

But I wouldn't do it now, if it was the case, I was too angry at Harry and really couldn't bare the thought of working with him, let alone kidnapping Arthur.

Nova insisted on keeping him alive because we could need him in the future. But she didn't need to put much effort to it. I wouldn't kill a person knowing he had a family.

I wanted to finish him at the beginning when he said he was alone, but after his wife came in, it turned out to be a lie. I would feel bad after killing someone with a child, wife, husband, anyone who was bonded with someone.

We left them in Nova's room, tied up, luckily they were still unconscious after Rania had injected them with a dose of a sleeping pill.

"Meeting in my room in one hour, I'd have enough time to interrogate our 'guests' " Nova turned around and said to everyone before heading back to her room. I only took a glance at Arthur and his wife, tied up tightly on the chairs before she closed the door behind her.

Malak, Rania and Ana disappeared in their rooms and I stormed into mine only to leave my stuff on the bed and go somewhere else knowing Harry would stay inside and I didn't want to spend more time with him than I should have.

I took my new dress out of the paper bag. It was white, with a hole on one side of my leg so when I walked you could see it, accompanied with a pair of heels which I bought in the same Gucci store.

I remembered Nova complaining about this dress in the store, saying it would be too attention grabbing, but Harry didn't mind. That's why I took it after all.

This idiot has too much influence over my choices.

I ran my hand over the delicate material and hung it on the hanger, hearing Harry slam the door behind him followed by the silence.

I was wearing a flowery dress whole day and now it was getting kind of chilly outside so I decided to change into sweatpants and maybe go for a run to calm my thoughts. I knew Harry was staring at me but I completely ignored his attempts of a conversation going straight into the bathroom switching on the lights and starting to change.