Iris is a therapist who can't seem to find a decent man to save her life. Issac is a mob boss who cant settle down for nothing. What happens with the two encounter each other?
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Pulling up to my father's estate, I think to myself, 'wow he did not need this big ass house for just them two. Especially for a two timing bitch such as Sarah.
Today is the day that I call Sarah out on her bull and she's got two times to lie before I have my sister punch her. I don't hit women, but I do have people that do so. She wanted revenge on my father because he killed hers, which I can kind of understand but she chose revenge on the wrong person.
Now you're probably wondering why I even care or why I'm doing all this due to me strongly disliking my father. But he was still my father, he might've had some terrible parenting skills but he also had some good skills. Even though his decisions and actions got my mother killed, he still respected her and loved her.
Anyway, back to the reason we're here.
"Uugghhh, do we really have to do all this? We know she did it, can't we just kill her and leave?" My sister Freya complained.
Pulling up to the front door and getting out, "I wanna hear her admit it before we do anything. Plus who's killing her, I'd like for her to suffer until the very end." Smiling.
She rolled her eyes, "Fine but she has one time to lie before a bullet goes in between her eyes."
Walking up to the double doors, we let ourselves in and followed the annoying voice of someone yelling to the back. "UGH CAN YOU PEOPLE DO ANYTHING! I asked for iced tea, not iced tea lemonade." Raising her hand up to smack the person but stopping when I spoke up.
"I know you're not about to hit her over a simple mistake," voice toneless. She turned to see us and at first she was surprised with a hint of nervousness but covered it quickly. "What are you doing here? Why didn't you call, I would've freshened up," trying to put on a fake smile.
"This is my father's house, I don't need to call you to come here! The hell, plus I should be asking you why you're still here." Petulant tone.
Sarah scoffed before speaking up, "He was MY husband, so technically this is MY house." Crossing her arms.
Freya chuckled, "Bitch, my father didn't even get a chance to say "I do" before he was shot, so technically it wasn't official and I can tell you right now your ass wasn't in that will, so tell me what house is yours, because its not this one. Clearly he didn't love your flat ass enough."
She's not wrong, we already had the will hearing and her name came up zero times. Miles' name was in there more than hers. All his estates and cars he left to Freya, Miles and I, with a good sum of money. Even my mothers side of the family is good.
"The hearing hasn't even happened yet so how would you know?" Scoffing, "If you came here to be disrespectful, you can leave!" Putting her bathing suit cover on and walking in the house. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Freya reach for her gun but I stopped her before she did anything.
