|30|~This is the Life ~

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Biggs POV.

Biggs new home in media

"So he took the bait?" asks Amorata, from the room as I hang up on Luscious.

"Of course he did! My plan is flawless," I answer her with a smile as I toss the burner phone off the balcony before viewing the millions of leeches going about their busy lives down on the street.

Paulista Avenue.

Even before the awakening Paulista has been the focal point of numerous political protests beginning in 1929 and continues to this day.
On top of that, this area is filled with million-dollar condos, mini-mansions, and an extensive shopping area that the respected and wealthy leeches love so much.

Which means that it's the perfect area to blow up.

That's exactly why I used my Inamorato funds to purchase a fancy condo in the center of it all.

It was so easy, tricking the stupid leech real estate agent into selling to us.

All I had to do was call an agent and state that I was Luscious's assistant and then boom we owned the entire top floor.

That's also how we were able to purchase so much firepower as well. It amazes me how just a single mention of my Inamorato name seems to make all of the leeched shit themselves. I must admit it kind of turns me on, even though I won't say that out loud.

Anyway, my nieces and my human friends have been helping me orchestra little pieces of Luscious and I love all around the city.

We've been setting it on fire, burning down all the important places in his kingdom, and then leaving my signature behind Luscious Hates Biggs. Since he hates me so much.

And the best part is I haven't spent a single dollar out of the funds that he left me. Nope.

I've been using Bae's money.

After I ditched him it took me less than ten minutes to hack into his phone data that he so foolishly left connected to the vehicle. Now, I have access to all the Leech King's numbers and important wealthy and respected leeches' information, but most importantly I have access to my inamorato money, all of his money and I intend to do exactly what I value to do in the first play which consists of milking him like the cow he is.

That's also how I found out about his little blue bird. That's literally the passcode for all of his accounts by the way. I have to figure out who Blue Bird actually is.

I know that the person is special to him based on the book that Lady Katherine left me.

After taking one last look at the passing leeches I make my way back into the room. My room.

I still can't believe that this is my room. The large bedroom is lavishly furnished with chic decor. The massive King bed that sits in the middle of the room is the perfect place to lunge and view the city thanks to the room being surrounded by 10-foot floor-to-ceiling windows. On the other end of the room is a floor-length bookshelf that my niece's had a field day filling with just about all romance literature that money could buy.

I fell madly in love with the two bathrooms on both sides of the room.

Actually, let me correct myself! I fell in love with the Jack and Jill-styled bathrooms according to the real estate agent that are also very sleek and modern equipped with extremely spacious Jacuzzi tubs that I refuse to allow any of the girls to use.

I don't care if it's two they are both mine.

Mine, I tell you. I'm that stingy, just kidding but not kidding if that makes any sense.

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