PROTECTION~ T.H mafia story

PROTECTION~P2

Fuck my life

I sat in my apartment couch while holding a soda trying not to think about the fact that I'm the assistant of a complete asswipe, arrogant and self centered donkey.

A hot donkey hoe

W-who the fuck are you!?

Your self conscious bitch, who else, I have just been silent because you're a boring fucker but, shit just got exciting.

Okay? Get the fuck out of my head now, I'd like to go back to thinking about how I don't wanna think about being his assistant.

Because it's our first meeting and I want some sort of development with your boring ass self I'll leave *squint eyes suspiciously* bye hoe, and I want a fucking name too

What the hell!?

Anyway, I hate him if I haven't already said that

You did whore, a lot

I thought you left!?

Shit right, I ain't sorry though

I hate him, I mean you can't blame me. I've been taught to hate him, I've basically been preparing to be the best enemy I can to him since I was in diapers just because of family fucking drama.

It's embedded in me but if you truly look at him you can see where that hatred comes from....and guess what....I'll have to be doing any and everything the blatant ass tells me to do. Let's get one thing straight, I hate being ordered around, I was trained to make the orders and never to follow them so if I want to complete my mission I have to tone down my not-as-big-as-his-ego ego.

I get up from my couch and walk to my bedroom, time to decide what to wear for tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow, five days after that fucking interview.

I walk into my closet and decide that I'll wear black because, how can you go wrong with black. I pick out a silk black shirt with black leather pants. I paired it with gold whoop earrings and some necklacs, black high heels and a black purse.

Tomorrow's outfits gonna be hot.

Plus it'll make our ass look amazing

It would.

I have to gather the courage to actually listen to him and do what he says. I need to set aside my pride and do what needs to be done cause an opportunity like this surely wouldn't arise again.

Sighing, I left a trail of clothing on the floor on my way to the bathroom. By the time I opened the shower door I was fully naked. I stepped into the shower after putting it on and waiting for the water to reach a temperature I preferred.

Anybody the just gets into the shower without waiting a bit, unless you plan on showering with cold water, is a psycho, no one can change my mind.

So, mentally prepared yourself for tomorrow bitch?

Somewhat, it's not like I have a choice, everything will not crumble because of my pride. I refuse to have him stop everything even if he knows absolutely nothing about this situation.

I turn off the shower and change into some shorts and an oversized T-shirt cause I would like to be comfortable on my last day of freedom.

Just as I was about to crawl into bed I heard a knock on my door. My senses immediately heightened. I grabbed my gun off the night table and quietly made my way outside. Who could that possibly be? Who would knock on my door at this hour?

Cautiously, I peeped through the hole and let confusion take me. There was no one. Absolu- the noise sounded again, different this time but still, a noise near my door.

I couldn't see further than in front of me so I used my hearing.

I-it sounded like-

Oh for fucks sake, people are fucking, loudly too!

Nasty motherfuckers, bitch, better cover your ears tonight

I guess so Consz.

C-consz?? You named me whore, oh bitch I  never thought I could love myself any more than I already do.

I mentally rolled my eyes and went back to bed.

Now funny thing...when I got up and got ready for the day, I opened the door to check just to be safe....and would you look at that....I found an unknown box at my door.

A/N

2nd chapter done, please share my story, comment cause it motivates me and vote because you love me hoe