• C H A P T E R 5 •
Fucking arm is being a pain in the ass.
It's been 5 hours since I got home, making it 11 pm. I've drinked painkillers but that only holds the pain for a short time. And the time has now freaking ended.
I get up, put my robe on and make my way to the kitchen. I yawn as I go down the stairs. I squint my eyes as I turn the lights on and get myself some water.
I drink my water by the huge ceiling to floor windows. I hear a familiar beeping sound. I look back and make my way to my office, I enter my fingerprint and the secret door unlocks itself as it slides open on both sides. I enter the password and see the apartment's main camera, it's warning me there's an unfamiliar group of guys coming up.
I type a few codes and zoom in. there it is. The scorpion tattoos, the same one from the shootout.
What the fuck do these guys want.
I lock the room and unlock my safe. I grab my Glock G 3.177 caliber and make my way out of my office. I turn off all the lights and wait until they arrive. I stack my pillows together making it look like my body and then hide by the stairs.
What i like about this apartment is i have many updated hiding spaces, it's all designed by me. I had many weapons and hiding spots hidden around the place because I am no saint and I have gathered a little list of enemies along the way.
The guy's that are coming up here are not one of those enemies, which makes me believe these guy's belong to one of Jackson's enemies.
I roll my eyes at that. They have seen me with the girls which probably made them realize I am Jackson's bride.
A hear the click of the door and hear the guy's whispering words. The only sentences i could comprehend went with the lines 'we need her for leverage' and 'boss wants her alive to sign the contract'
Like I thought these guys wanted me because of jackson.
This plan of mine better not go south because of these enemies, if it does, i'd have to follow up with plan B and we all know that if plan A doesn't work it's most likely plan B doesn't either.
As the guys walk up the steps I load my gun and put the silencer on "fuck someone got to her before us!" yelled a guy.
"Idiots" I scoffed as they ran down the steps. I took this chance and shot one by one as they had their backs turned to me. Luckily it was only three.
I hate having blood on my floors.
I Grab the one I shot on the leg, seems like the main leader of the three and drag him to the stairs. I cuff him to the metal pillar and kill the other two guys.
"You bit-tch" he stuttered as I rolled my eyes and put all their guns including mine on the coffee table then turned to look at him "please shut up before i shoot your balls." I say as he looks at me and then grabs his leg. He spits as he breathes in and out due to the pain.
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Short Story• SNEAK PEAK • "I thought you were shot again?" he said as he grabbed my chin and checked me up and down "i found the guys from the shoot out. I killed the other two" I said as I slapped his hand away "you better have my floors spotless by the time...