Book One! You are Trevor Phillips girlfriend (below the age of 30), and you are really good friends with Michael 'Townley' De Santa. This story will have some smut, language (of course), robbery, violence, talk of weapons, fluff, dominance, etc. Ple...
The next morning at 10 am when you, Michael, and Trevor was awake and ready, Michael kept his promise to take you to your house to grab a few things.
"I don't own a suitcase." You said to Michael as everyone was getting ready to go out the door. He calmly walked upstairs and into his bedroom. A few moments later, he came out with a black matte suitcase with silver wheels.
"You can use mine, and don't worry you don't have to pay me interest." He joked.
"Thanks." You giggled as you took it.
"What's wrong with just living in your own home, Y/N?" Trevor asked curiously.
"Why you hate me that much?" You asked jokingly as you all got in the Michaels car and Michael started driving. Michael looked at you with a smile that said 'you smart-ass'.
"The Lost MC might still be looking for her, they're as much tech-savvy as Lester, they can find out where she lives in a heartbeat." Michael added.
"Ima torture and burn all those stupid fuckers and bury them in piss if they ever come near my girl again!" Trevor started getting a little mad.
"We know." You and Michael said together in perfect sync.
"Yea." Trevor said. Michael turned on the radio and you all drove in silence for about 3 minutes.
"Hey Michael I got a question." You claim.
"Yea, what's up?" Michael asked turning down the radio a bit.
"When are we gonna do that job that you wanted us to do, the one where Trevor needs the money from for his... issues?" You asked looking at Trevor as you emphasized that last word.
"Hey." Trevor said slightly offended.
"Well as you know I talked with Lester for a long while yesterday, we set up everything, so I'm still waiting for the text from Lester that he's finished with the things he's gotta do before the job. I'm thinking we could do it by 9 pm today." Michael answered.
"And we wanna do it at night?" You asked.
"Makes it easier to hide and get away." Michael replied.
"Right." You added.
"I don't have issues!" Trevor said as a 'late reaction' to what you said literally minutes ago.
"Yes you do." You and Michael said together in perfect sync once again. Trevor sunk down in his seat.
"But I love you." You said as you stroked his shoulder, he was sitting right next to you in the back after all, so it was possible to reach him.
"We're here." Michael said right then as he pulled up in an empty driveway to a house that looked like this...
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"It's funny, this is my house, yet I feel like I've never seen it before." You claimed as you got out of the car.
"It's 'cuz your barely ever here." Trevor replied.
"True." You agreed. You took the suitcase and walked in. In about 10 minutes you had filled up the suitcase with everything you needed, from clothes, to shoes, to bathroom products.
"I'm ready." You said as you came out the door and walked towards the car with the suitcase in your hand.
"Want me to help you put that in?" Michael asked.
"I got it." You reassured him. Not even 3 seconds later you heard Michael's annoyed voice come out.
"What the fuck does he want now?" He asked. He was referring to the black shiny car that pulled in to the cul-de-sac just across from our car.
"Who?" You ask
"Stay behind me Y/N." Michael says back up a bit with you behind him. You close the trunk after you get your suitcase in.
"Devin Weston." Michael non-friendly greeted the man as he got out his car. You have heard of the name but never seen or met the man before.
"Your surprised?" Devin asked.
"Shocked." Trevor inputted sarcastically.
"Michael, I heard you are planning to do another heist." Devin added.
"Where did you hear that? The internet? Not everything you hear or read on there is true, ya know." Michael replied.
"Cut the shit, I know you are, I am the damn FIB, I even know how you like your coffee in the morning, or what temperature you put your shower water on every time!" Devin said raising his voice.
"That's creepy." You said with the tiniest voice.
"Oh and you got your girl here, Trev. You didn't get her involved into all this, right?" Devin asked.
"I got myself involved." You quickly answered raising your voice, you stepped out from behind Michael and stood breathing the same air is Mr. Weston.
"Not a smart choice." Devin argued.
"What's not a smart choice is you 'ganging up' on Y/N, she'll kill ya." Michael said not joking. After a few short seconds of silence Devin finally turned around and started walking back to his car.
"No need for that!" Devin spoke up. He drove off.
"I hate him." You reassures everyone as all of you got into the car to leave.
"He's never been good at making good first impressions." Trevor said. You leaned into his chest and he hugged you. You stayed like that for the entire car ride back to Michael's house.
"You got everything you needed?" Michael asked as he helped car the suitcase up his stairs to take to my room, which was really Tracey's, but they are at a hotel 8 miles from here. They couldn't stand Michael, they explained to you. They are stupid, he is the most amazing man ever.
"Yeah." You answered.
"Alright." Michael added. Just then you here a 1 second notification ring. Michael took out his phone to check it.
"It's Lester, we're good to go." He said.
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