III.

168 28 0
                                    

Grunting a bit, Celine made her way through the random crowd of people of all ages.

She finally arrived at the underground club her father had sent her to.

It has been 4 days since she met the wounded male and 3 days after she served the good-smelling customers which later on she learned that they were actually one of the oldest Clint of Mr john and the reason why she didn't know about them was that they usually bought their stuff in somewhere more private.

Last night when she returned with yet another roll of cash from her work. Her not-so-lovely father came up to her and gave her another bag of drugs that she had to deliver to an underground club.

She slowly made her way down the stairs and into the big metal door that automatically opened in her presence. A bulky bodyguard looked down at her before nodding at her, recognizing the fact that she was assumed to be there.

She walked past him, chewing on her mint gum while scanning the surrounding.

Her eyes perked upon seeing a group of teenage girls and boys sitting around a table while forcing shots down their throats. This was her target, horny teenage kids that would do anything for some illegal stuff. She made her way through the loud music and drunk people to the group and sat down on an empty chair.

automatically, Celine had the attention of the whole table.

"Let me guess. Tonight is the night for you and you want me to help." One of the boys roamed his blue eyes over her figure that wore a turtle neck under a coat and a pair of pants.

"Actually I have some yummy stuff and thought y'all might want some." She leaned forward while looking at each individual in the eyes.

"You came just in time. How much?" One of the boys nod and pulled out his wallet.

"5 grams for 50 bucks." She named her price.

"Took much for too little, girl." One of the girls rolled her eyes.

"Can't do much about it." Celine shrugged.

"We will all buy one but you have to give us a discount or something." Another boy with a pair of green eyes told her. 

She thought for a while, doing the math in her head before nodding to them.

"5 grams for 45." She named her newer price but her customers were still unsatisfied.

They started to argue for a cheaper price. After a while, Celine told them her new price and that she will not go any lower.

"40 dollars, all of you." She waited for them to pull out their money as she accepted them, one by one counting up to 240 bucks before handing a pack of drugs to each of them.

"Nice working with y'all." She chuckled before leaving the area, patting her side, making sure the money was resting in her pocket. She was happy that she made that much money out of them. They might've thought that they won but little do they know.

She looked around for her next target and saw three young boys sipping on their drinks while talking amongst themselves. She made her way toward them standing a few inches away from their table, noting their distressed and curious eyes searching around.

They all looked up at her when they caught her presence. "We have girlfriends." A pink-haired boy averted her eyes away from Celine the moment they landed on her. 

that was a warm welcome

She tilted her head, a chuckle escaping her out of amusement. "I'm here to sell you stuff." The pink-haired boy turned his head to the girl again.

ADRENALINE [THE BOYZ]Where stories live. Discover now