• SNEAK PEAK •
"I thought you were shot again?" he said as he grabbed my chin and checked me up and down "i found the guys from the shoot out. I killed the other two" I said as I slapped his hand away "you better have my floors spotless by the time...
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I watch her every move as she rubs her blossom lotion on her body, she tauntingly smooths her long tan legs that seem to drive me crazy, and then down her curves.
I lick my lips as she continues, this girl drives me crazy and I'm just now realizing it.
My phone rings, taking my attention away from Lina and onto my phone. I spare her one more glance and take the phone. I move into the closet and answer.
"Boss, we have a problem," Besser, one of my guards, revealed as I grip the phone a little tighter. "someone has hacked into our system and taken the shipment's new route map" He continued as I pinched the bridge of my nose.
Fucking incompetents.
"haven't I told you to upgrade the stupid system?" I seeth as I pace back and forth "y-yes but it wasn't fully operating yet when they were upgrading it, I don't know how they knew it wasn't up and running" He stuttered as I grabbed a white dress shirt and made my way out of the closet.
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"Tryabva da znam dali si go napravil, toĭ toku-shto izleze" I slip on a blue sundress that reached just above my knees.
[TRANSLATION: I need to know if you did it, He just walked out.]
"Da, gospozho, gotovo e, no mozhe da imame problem" Yordan confirmed with a heavy silence following shortly after. I tied my white sneakers and put my black leather jacket on.
[TRANSLATION: Yes, ma'am, it's done, we might have a problem though]
I look up and make sure no one is hearing me. Thankfully Jackson did not put cameras in this room or any security.
"Kakvo," I ask with alarm, this fucker better not mess this up or his head is next on my trophy wall.
[TRANSLATION: what?]
"Imashe edno malko momche, koeto ni zatrudnyavashe i toĭ izvadi pistolet, no Zaĭden go ubi, nyamakhme drug izbor." I pause and walk out of the balcony "ti-ti si ubil dete, az ne ti platikh da ubiesh dete, glupako, kogato te namerya, naĭ-dobre imaĭ predvid, che si sledvashtiyat na moyata stena za trofei" I snapped as you could here his worry voice from the other line. I hang the phone up and dial another contact.
