Leroy Kingston.
He is dangerous. He is ruthless and he craves revenge.
As a mafia boss, he's used to simply taking lives out without even blinking. Why didn't it work with Katrina? Was it the fear in those sky-blue eyes that made him start thinkin...
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It's a dress. A magnificent dress.
I could never have afforded such a dress. I am still locked in this room and until a few seconds ago I didn't dare look inside the bag, but finally, curiosity won. And out came this beautiful midnight blue dress with irresistible stones on the sleeves and even the little train was full of glitter. I looked at it in amazement. The stones look like beautiful sapphires. At the waist, the dress is made of a gauzy net.
But the question is, what am I going to do with this dress? Where am I going that I need to wear something like this?
"You need to take a shower and change, Miss. An order from the boss," I remember the man words telling me, who gave me this dress. Briefly, I pause.
His fucking boss isn't my boss though.
"I don't have to do anything that this asshole wants me to do," I hiss, ignoring the fact that I'm talking to myself. I also ignore the fact that I would love to wear this dress. I've never worn anything so beautiful... It even seems to be exactly my size.
Well... I can try it on for a moment and then just take it off again and go to sleep. Yes, that's what I'll do! Then I can at least see how I look in it. It would really be too bad not to have seen it at least once! So I quickly undress and grab the dress. It's really heavy, but I slip inside. And I freeze. It's not beautiful, it's gorgeous! The dress fits like a glove and indeed, for the first time, I recognize curves and roundness on me and not just a straight line.
As if it was made just for me...
I turn slightly in a circle as a slight smile forms on my lips.
"Very good, you're already done," I suddenly hear a deep voice say and I jerk around. I almost choke on my spit. The same security as before is standing in front of the door and immediately starts to leave again, but I stop him.
"No," I shout.
"No?"
"No," I repeat.
"Really?"
"Really," I confirm.
"Good, then I'll go get the boss now," he says, narrowing his eyes to slits and making a move to go back out when another security joins us.
"What's wrong?" He asks in broken English.
"She said no," the other man replies. The new guy looks at me blankly.
"Why you say no?" He asks.
"Leave it be, Alexei," the first man snorts again.
"No, Gregor, this not work," this Alexei replies.
"Boss has to say that," he says, whereupon I panic a little bit.
The last thing I did was beat Leroy. I'm not ready to talk to him yet. What if he hits me back? I certainly won't be able to keep up with him. How stupid am I to just hit him? Where did this courage come from? Because right now I can feel my hands starting to shake when Alexei said they were going to get the boss now.
