Thaddeus Spade
I looked out the glass walls, looking out at the area I shared dinner with Anita A week ago.
The initial confusion led to her pouting all night and not engaging me in much conversation.
I worried that sending Alexi away offended her... I also worry now that she may have gotten the wrong impression on the relationship I shared with Alexi.
Cheryl confessed later that she said she wanted a romantic menu prepared and yet she insisted that Alexi be there and even left to get the wine when it was time for her to take her seat opposite me.
I don't know where such an idea came from.
'Fuck," I leaned back and rolled my neck. The plane ride home from California left me feeling sore and unbearably tense.
California had been hell on my body in its own way.
Matheus hadn't been there in person but the men who tracked our every move and surrounded us constantly left his regards.
They launched attacks at us, which we met with the same amount if not more brute force.
It was obvious the whole display was for show as they didn't attack us at our most vulnerable moment. It was all calculated and strange but stressful all the same.
What made it worse was that the information we received from the trip didn't amount to much either. I already knew my mother was alive so getting that from her old friend before killing Him was not beneficial.
I click open the door and watched Ali walk towards me.
"Boss, I've got some bad news."
"Do you ever have good news?" I asked the man standing before me, exhausted, I turn my chair around and sit back down.
The man before me swallows and walks closer until I can see the visible marks on his neck.
"Uh, Tate's gone underground but smileys are still polluting the market." Ali explained and I clench my fist, fed up with all the Smiley nonsense.
I unbuttoned the top buttons on my shirt with my other hand, suddenly feeling every fiber of the cloth against the skin of my neck.
It was an overwhelming experience that only tripled my irritation.
"Are you telling me, that this pathetic man child we've never even heard of, is not only cutting our margins but has somehow manage to avert all our safeguards?"
"Boss-" Ali started.
"No- " I stopped feeling my anger rise.
I won't be like my father, throwing a tantrum at every other problem.
I clench my fist and try to steady my breathing.
I can do this, I just have to breathe.
It's not Ali I'm angry with any way.
It's important when you're angry to remember who or what you're angry at.
"Call the council, I don't believe that rat has been hiding under our noses for so long without help."
I send Ali off and lean back against the chair.
When that doesn't work I stand up and head over to my records player.
My shaky fingers drift over the vinyl records in an attempt to find my mother's recordings.
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Dark Femme (BWWM)
RomanceA story in which A gang leader engaged to a woman from a very powerful family , confesses to loving another to get out of their marriage. When a beautiful girl trespasses on his territory, he makes a deal with her for her life. However, things get...
