Mischief

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truth

"It's fucking bullshay." Jay stared at me bemusedly and I scoffed, his fucking reaction didn't helped me.

Again, that little minx left me alone in bed. I was hoping to lick her pussy for a very good morning but she fucking left!

Even though I woke up at 1pm, it doesn't mean that she gets to leave me alone like this and now she doesn't answer my calls.

"You guys are getting married and you're not helping her, what a shitty future brother in law." Tina tsked in dissatisfaction and I snapped my eyes toward her, feeling wronged for nothing.

"I gave her my money, that counts for helping." I scowled at her but she pulled out a distaste face on me.

"Well, duh, of course after all you are providing her."

We were reluctantly playing in the pool – they had coerced me into it, and I had begrudgingly agreed. Tina mentioned it was an attempt to revisit old memories from when we used to swim in my pool together.

"So, you two?" I chuckled as I observed them clinging to each other in the water, inseparable like leeches.

"After considering Manelle's perspective, I accepted his proposal but emphasized the importance of keeping work and our private life separate," Tina explained, her hand resting on his bare chest. I let out a chuckle, leaning against the small marble mural.

"You better thank my woman, Jay." I said with a smirk on my face and he nodded profusely, having the heart eyes set on her.

Do I fucking looking like that at Manelle?

"Where are they?" I asked Jay, referring to the absence of Manelle and Luca since morning.

"It seems that my sister, the kind heart went to buy some clothes for the women which you've rescued." Tina remarked and I chuckled, a grin showed on my face. My woman is so adorable and cute for doing this to the victims.

I think that I will engage more often in this type of rescue mission.

After we've rescued the women from the human trafficking ring, I picked the rest of my money and received news on how Hector is fuming in anger which made me laugh. It was easy to bust down those fuckers due to Jay's hacking skills.

Nonetheless, we had a few of my men bruised and I won't let this go safely. They need to pay.

"Get up, you need to work." I commanded to Jay who was lazing around his woman, he whined and muttered about my ruthless demeanor as I left the pool, towel draped around my neck.

-

Once I've finished doing some paper works and allowing missions for the men. I received a text from my bank, warning me that an amount of important money was withdrawn. I called my bank and waited for it to answer.

"Hello, Mr Vitale."

"How much money has been withdrawn from my account?" I asked, straightforward.

"Approximately 200k."

"To where?" I frowned at the information; the amount of money was little to what I expected, but I wasn't about to let this unauthorized transaction slide.