Chapter 33 - gut feeling

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The next day.....

I wake up early and notice that Marcus is gone, I see a bouquet of flowers on my nightstand with a note.

Sorry that I had to leave
   Like that, Billy needed help at the store.
So I got you these flowers to show you
    That I'm sorry. Last night was amazing,
Your fucking amazing.
~ From your one and only Marcus

I giggle at the note and get changed. I got some business to take care of, I hear a knock on my door, it Maria.

"Are you ready? Shouldn't we be going at night cause this seems kinda sketchy not gonna lie."

"We're just gonna check the place out that's it. We're not gonna gang up on someone today, I just need to make sure I'm not crazy."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I have a gut feeling that it's pretty important but who knows. It's probably all in my head."

"Hey, you always gotta trust your gut and I don't think your crazy but just be careful." She puts a hand in my shoulder.

"Thanks."

As we head out, I see my mail on the table in front of the door.

"What's this?"

I hold up a envelope with mine and Marcus's names on it. I know what this is, it's the 34th annual masquerade ball that all the most richest and dangerous mafia families go to. It's mostly about how people brag about their accomplishments and how much money they have. Girls think it's a good way to find a husbands but I've was never interested in that.

I would normally just hang out with Jayden in the halls talking shit about life. I got proposed about five times, it was not how I'd imagine getting proposed to but yet again I'd never think I was gonna get married in the first place.

They don't have feelings for me they just want my money or want the power that I hold, but then they find out I can't be controlled and they leave. One thing they all have in common is their all dead.

There's nothing I love more than watching men squeal and beg for their life.
I find it pathetic but hilarious, there's a reason why they call me they devil incarnate, you just don't wanna know why.

"Your going? You can't just let some rich people champagne go to waste, flaca"

(Flaca means Skinny in Spanish)

"Did you forget I'm rich? But who knows it could be fun, it's been a while since I've been able to enjoy myself."

"That's the spirit, oh can you bring me back some handsome eye candy that you find at that party?"

I roll my eyes and begin to walk away with her following me.

"Fine but when your going down on him just be sure your not to go near my room. I don't need to be more traumatized than I already am."

"I may not even make it through the door." Maria says seductively.

"Ew TMI."

We head out the door and get into my black suv car. I change the windows into bulletproof windows and tinted glass. It comes in handy when your having people shooting at your car. What a bunch of assholes.

The reason why I found this house is because I know a private investigator, he's a family friend. He's the reason why I found out about Chester in the first place. I would of told Marcus but I don't want to drag him into this Until Im positive about what's happening here.

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