𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒

𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫|Never Again

I'm going to be honest, I didn't expect her to agree to my deal because it sounds pathetic asking for her help. But surprisingly the fucker did.

I only wanted her help because I knew she would be useful in taking down the Russians since we both have the same motifs. They took everything from us. Although I hate the bitch, her help is needed.

But after our deal is done then so is she. I'll kill her after the Russians are gone because I didn't say I'll play nice. Plus she's still the River I've always hated. Nothing will change that.

I've already got Theo working his way through her security so I can steal any plans she has on there. So after I'm done with the Russians, her plans will be corrupted and she'll be dead which means I'll have her mafia. More power and money that way.

That's what I'm getting out of this deal, power and money. Avenging my family's death once and for all.  

I'll do anything to accomplish that, even if it means working with River Arccadi. My sworn enemy.

"Pull over unless you want me to throw up on you." River grumbles and fake gags, her annoying British accent laced her voice. Lovely.

I grimace and pull the car over and she immediately opened the door, puking on the side of the road. Oh my God I can't be in here with that. I quickly get out of the car, taking out a cigarette and lightening it. Leaning against the car door, I inhale the smoke and tilt my head up, exhaling it.

"Throw up quieter Goddamn woman." I gritted out angrily as she coughed, wiping her mouth. Disgusting piece of shit.

"I can't control it you absolute moron!" She threw her hands up in frustration, glaring at me.

"Next time don't drink so much so then maybe I wouldn't have to drive your drunk ass back home." I shot her a cold glare and stepped on my cigarette.

"No one asked you to drive me home!" She gritted out and got out of the car fully, slamming the door shut.

"Where are you going dipshit?" I yelled over to her as she stuck her middle finger up at me and continued walking on the sidewalk, wobbling slightly.

Women and their fucking emotions.

I got into the car, slamming it shut and drove up alongside her as I rolled down the window, "River get in the car."

"Fuck you!" She yelled and continued walking.

I rolled my eyes and drove up to her again, "Get in the fucking car. Don't make me come get you." I gritted out angrily, tired of her fucking dramatics.

"Fuck off!" She yelled, quickening her pace as if it's that's going to help. Dumbass bitch.

My jaw clenched as I glared at her. I stopped the car in the middle of the fucking road and slammed the door shut. I stormed over to her and gripped her wrist, despite her protests and dragged her back to the car.