𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬

13- Break In

Welcome to chapter 13 I hope you enjoy it!
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After all day, today is the big day for my father. He's going to be meeting his old friend at this party that he's throwing tonight. And we also going as well along with the gang. Though I'm more concerned about Irene since this party is mostly going to be having gangs and criminals inside.

Speaking of parties I'm still pissed at my dad. He continuously throws Irene in my face as if she's a threat or an inconvenience. I promised her favor and it seems she still needs more time. And I've grown to somewhat feel a connection together. I get a feeling around her that I don't with nobody else.

I can't possibly be falling in love.

It's impossible. I'm a cold-hearted and ruthless mafia according to everyone, how could I possibly find my interests and love in her? I mean she's really pretty but I don't think she would even think I like her. It's not obvious.

And after seeing Irene play with herself has put me over the top. I can't stop thinking about it and it only happened two days ago.

Also after seeing the obsessive behavior that Spencer has grown towards her, I feel..angry. He always presumes that every girl he had, I liked. Which in fact I didn't. Irene is different. He acts like a self-centered imbecile. Spencer thinks that fucker can get whoever he wants, and he doesn't own anyone so therefore on a technicality, I can.

Stupid asshole. Jealous because I'm more closer with her? Probably the case. Spencer is nothing compared to me. My looks make any girl want me even if I didn't want them. I think he's just upset he was born with a son of a bitch father's face. He looks so much like his dad.

I go inside my room and open the drawers for a fancy suit and tie. I get dressed and fix my tie. I grab my cologne and spray three squirts on my suit before putting it back on my dresser. I open the door and go into the living room. "Looking good." Irene says from the couch, looking pretty as always. "You too." I compliment back. I sit on the opposite couch and we both sit in silence.

"I just want to warn you that there are a lot of mafias at this party so be careful of your surroundings," I warn. "I'll be fine. Nothing I haven't seen." Irene reassures. Of course, but she shouldn't be used to this. She could get hurt.

I watch Alexander walk in the room, coming out of the kitchen. "Irene, are you coming to the party?" Alexander asks. "Yeah." Irene agrees. He nods and walks away.

"We probably should get going now. Everyone is heading to the car." I suggest as we both get up and head for the front door. I open the door for Irene, and she walks outside first while I follow up behind her. I open the passenger door and get in, I hear another door car door close. My father starts to drive the car and I watch as we slowly pull out of the driveway as a black car follows us out.
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After two hours of driving and switching drivers, I could finally see us pulling into a unfamiliar warehouse with loud music playing. This must be the party. We park and the car stops. I un-buckle my seat belt and open the door before heading to the enterance along with the gang. As my father is in front of me knocking on the door, I smell flowers beside me and look over to see its Irene. Of course, she smells good.

The door opens and we are met with the presence of a guard. "ID?" The guard says. My father takes our his ID and shows him then the guard moves to the side, we go inside and the music deafening. "I'm going to find Isaiah. Enjoy yourselves and don't cause any trouble." My father consults.