Set ones Heart on Revenge <DNF>

Chapter #5 (𝙳𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚜)

⚠️alcohol and intoxication⚠️

9:00am
♡George POV♡
꧁☾☀☽꧂

I giggled at Dream's stupid joke as we walked down the hall. The two of us just finished breakfast, as we've done everyday since I met him, so about a week.

Suddenly, I noticed that Dream wasn't taking me to my room, so where is he taking me?

"Uhm- Dream, where are we going?"

"I'm taking you to the meeting room. There's a meeting until eleven and I thought that maybe you'd like to join us?"

"You want me at your mafia group's meeting?"

"It's about your father. We have been in contact with him."

"What did he say?"

"He said that he isn't paying shit you for. He said that you should be returned for free. That you aren't worth his money." I looked down at the ground.

"I disagree with your father, you're a great person, George."

"We've only known each other a few days though?"

"And? I trust you, Georgie."

"Georgie? What kind of a name is that?"

"It's a nickname. Haven't you had one before?"

"If bitch, moron, and disappointment count, then yes."

"I don't agree with any of those words," Dream muttered under his breath. I heard them, but I don't know if he meant for me to.

Dream opened the door for me once they reached the meeting room. Everyone's head turned towards me. I smiled awkwardly.

"Focus people! We might have a chance with this deal and we are going to take it!" Dream shouted as he banged his fist on the table.

He then went around the side and then sat at the head of the table. I stood there awkwardly, not really knowing where to sit.

Dream motioned me over to him. I stood in front of him, confused. I gasped quietly as he turned me around and pulled me onto his lap. I blushed. Dream's workers seemed shocked too.

"Let's get down to business. As you all know, this man right here is the son of the Davidson Mafia Boss-"

"-Maverick Davidson" I corrected him.

"Why are you telling us this? Don't you want to protect your father?" Karl asked innocently.

"No. My father doesn't give a shit about me. I'm surprised he's even contacted you guys." I scoffed.

"Georgie- Lets focus ok hun," Dream cooed as he rubbed my back. I felt a weird feeling in my stomach.

"O-okay," I stuttered out.

Dream turned his chair around and clicked a button on a remote. The screen turned on, revealing many blueprints and charts.

"This is the Davidson Mansion blueprints-" I busted out laughing. I could feel everyone's eyes burning in the back of my head.