SEVENTEEN
" LE W I S "
- One week until the Gala -
"How is the fit?" Octavia asks me.
"Uh, it's good. A little tight on the shoulders though." I answer.
"Yea, I see that." She marks something on a piece of paper. "How about the color? The fabric?" Octavia asks, feeling the cuff fabric between her fingers.
"I do. It's nice." I say looking into the mirror.
"You look great, but let's take it off so I can fix it." She suggests pulling the jacket off my shoulders. "Pants are good though?"
"Yes. They are fine." I say.
"Okay, good. I will work on this. I'll see you in a week." She says packing up her stuff.
"Yup, see ya." I say quickly slipping off the pants and putting mine back on before walking out of the room.
"What? No snarky comment?" She states.
"I am busy." I answer.
"Before you get lost in work again, go for a drive, get some food. You've been at that desk for too long." Octavia suggests.
"Look at you caring for me." I tease and leave the room.
As I walk down the hall I hear her shout, "God you're annoying."
Without further thought, I go right back into my office and get to work. Just as I sit down, I get a call from Joseph. "What do you need?" I question.
"It's over. The battle is done." He answers.
"It's over. Did you win?" I have a question.
"We lost." Joseph states.
"You lost." I repeat.
"Yes. I will send over what is left of your men to your warehouse." He says too fast.
"What do you mean 'what is left'?" I snap.
"Most of your men are still alive, and will be returned to you. But some have died." Joseph tells me.
"What percentage?" I growel.
"Sixty-two percent will return." He states.
"Sixty-two percent. Meaning the remaining thirty-eight percent you killed." I pause. "My men are trained to perfection. So you had to make some really bad decisions for them to die." I explain.
It takes him a moment to respond. "And what's that supposed to mean?" He snaps.
Who does he think he is talking to? "That means you have lost my trust, and my reliability." I state. "You will transfer all my men, dead and alive, to my warehouse orderly." o order before hanging up the phone.
I can't trust him. I shouldn't have trusted him this time. I will not get involved in any of his dramas ever again. At least now that the war is over, there will be nothing at the Gala. So now maybe I can have a good time.
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Assurance
ActionBailey Torres was completely oblivious to her fathers work her entire life. And when Bailey is finally aloud out of the house, she gets kidnapped, but then the story of her life unfolds, turning her life to the complete opposite it was before. *Tou...
