Fatal Affairs

Chapter Twenty-Four

Iris smiled at Faye as she walked pass her desk.

Faye returned the smile.

Iris walked into the elevator, she brought out her phone and kept reading the messages her mum sent her over and over again.

She looked up when someone stepped into the elevator.

It was Andrea.

"Panic attack girl" Andrea said.

Iris smiled sweetly.
"Call me Iris"

Andrea scoffed.
"Iris is a stupid name"

Iris giggled.
"Good thing I don't care what you think right?"

Andrea looked rather impressed by Iris' come back.

Iris maintained eyes contact with Andrea, her smirk not leaving her face.

Andrea chuckled.
"Give me a reason why I shouldn't smash your head against this elevator"

Iris was panicking inside but she maintained a bold facade.

Iris clicked her tongue.
"Nice outfit, I'm sure you don't want to ruin it with the stain of my blood"

The elevator dinged and Iris sashayed out, leaving a bewildered Andrea.

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Iris felt restless, First reason, she was scared of what Andrea was going to do to her.

Second reason, she just wanted to see Logan even if she keeps denying it to herself.

She spoke that way to Andrea because that's the only way to get Andrea's attention. Iris has dealt with people like Andrea a lot in her life.

One thing she is sure of is that, they don't trust easily, but once they trust you, they trust with their whole heart.

Iris needs Andrea to trust her, Squirming in front of Andrea is only going to get Andrea irritated.

Andrea is a bitch, and bitches like her roll with other bitches.

Iris smirked to herself.

Her eyes went back to the paperwork on her desk and she groaned.

Her phone chimed.

Ariel
Give me an update, how are things with you and Luca?

Iris rolled her eyes at Ariel's message.

She has totally forgotten about Luca.

Right now she wishes, her contract was not a fake and she is a regular single lady with two roommates and no additional drama.

Iris sighed, she rubbed her neck and groaned.

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"You were absent for the last two table meetings we had" Duke lit his cigar.

"Luca was there" Logan shrugged.

"Luca is a member of the table so he was there for himself and not for you"
Duke replied.

Logan chuckles.
"Did he tell you that?"

"That's not the point" Duke scowled.

"Alright so what is your point?" Logan asks.

"We are under attack by someone anonymous but we have suspects" Duke took a long drag from his cigar.

"What kind of attack?"

Duke puffed out a cloud of smoke.
"Warehouses being destroyed, shipments stolen, the table members are all complaining that they always find their men dead all of a sudden, it's like it's a ghost doing it"

"Wow" Logan commented.

Duke narrows his eyes at Logan.
"Which makes me wonder, you haven't been attacked or stolen from recently, all your men are hale and hearty"

Logan laughed wryly.
"Who knows, the anonymous someone might attack tonight, you know, save the best for the last"

Duke gave Logan an intense look.

"What? You think I'm responsible? I have no reason to turn my back on the table and as you are the current head of the table you know I have a lot of respect for you"
Logan smirked at him.

Duke scoffed.
"I really doubt that last sentence"

"Oh Duke, you are getting too old for all this drama, you should have just sent your son you see me instead" Logan's annoying smirk was still plastered on his face.

Duke's expression turned cold, he reached for his walking stick and stood up.
"You know I really prefer your sister"

"Of course, she will kiss your ass for a seat at the table, but the problem is you don't even have the power to give her a seat"
Logan stood up and unbuttoned his blazer.

"Let me walk you to the door sir?"
He said the sir mockingly.

Duke shook his head before turning and walking towards the door.

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Pixie walked into King's office.

King was sitted behind his desk, the zip of his pants down, a stripper knelt in front of him giving him a blow job.

He grunted as he pulled her black hair completely ignoring Pixie who walked close to his desk.

"You have a guest" Pixie announced.

"That.... can wait...." King grunted as his pulled the girl's hair harder.

Pixie rolled her eyes before sitting on the chair beside her.

King released on the girl's face and reached for his box of toilet paper while the girl walked out of his office.

King cleaned himself up and zipped up his pants, he let out a satisfied sigh.

"You were saying?"

"A guy is here to see you I think he said his name was Cade?" Pixie said.

King frowned.
"Cade?"

"Yeah..... He is wearing an eye patch" Pixie added.

King's eyes widened as he sprang up.
"Eye patch?"

"What's wrong?"

King ignored Pixie's question, he rushed out of his office and his eyes meet Cade's green left eye.

Cade was in a white tux he was sitted with his legs crossed.
Cade smirked at King.
"Hello old friend"

King scoffed.
"Cade Shapiro, what hell hole did you crawl out from?"

Word Count; 879 Words.