21 year old Victoria Moretti, is an assassin. She is an independent woman that doesn't rely on a man to do anything. She thinks they are a waste of time and that they are egotistical or thinks highly of themselves, that all they do is sit around wai...
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VICTORIA MORETTI
"It's show time baby." Bill chuckles, putting both arms out showing us the beautiful outside of the club.
"Okay let's go I want to go party." I say, walking in front of the group. "Follow." I quickly turned around and motioning my pointer finger. They all followed my lead.
We made it to the two bouncers that were guarding club. They were two bulky men. They both had het black hair, had the same facial features and expression, they both has the same posture, and they both had the same neck tattoo, the tattoo itself was a snake, a big one, there were chains around the snake. They have to be twins.
We approached them and asked for our ID. I mean shouldn't they at least know who I am? Whatever. One of the guards 'Ezra' checked Tom, Georg, and I's ID cards. Then other guard 'Sebastian' checked Bill and Gustav's ID card.
"You five are ready to go." Ezra says, opening the red rope that separated the outside from the inside of the club.
We made it inside, I started trying to find an unoccupied waiter or waitress, however as I was trying to spot one, a waitress popped out of nowhere. I flared my nostrils a little and fluttered my eyes, I mean now we have one.
"Hello! Table for five?" The waitress asks, her hands slightly shaking while holding the notepad and pen. "Yes please." I say, "Also do you have any VIP booths?" I ask. She looks at me, and gives me a nod along with a small smile. "Yes, follow me." She replies.
The group all followed her to the booth, walking up the tons of steps on the staircase. We were now up on the third floor. "Do you want to be closer to the railing or farther away?" She asks the group. I turned around looking at the boys quickly. "Do you have a booth in the middle?" Georg asks.
"Let me check, give me a second and stay here it won't take long." She says, leaving us and walking around the booths to check if there's one available for us.
She stopped her tracks by a booth and looked at us, mainly me since I was the one in the front. She waved her hand to come. "Guys," I say, turning around since all of the boys were distracted. They didn't seem the listen to me. "Guys!" I raised my voice.
Catching the attention of the four boys. "What?" Tom says, furrowing his eyebrows. "She got a table." I say, feeling irritated. I turned back around and started walking towards her.
"I'm sorry for the wait, they just can't keep their eyes to themselves." I apologized to the waitress. "You're all good." She reassured me, giving me a smile.
I sat down on the edge, waiting for the boys to fill in the space. Tom sat next to me, next to Tom was Bill, next to Bill was Gustav, and next to Gustav was Georg. As we all got settled down the waitress asked us if we were ready to order our drinks. We all nodded while giving her the our orders.
