Show me you different, girl show me you different... How you gon act like I wasn't down? How you gon act like a nigga didn't care?
*Amilea's P.O.V.*
Bianca was the center of attention at the poker table, three high rollers and a celebrity who shall not be named were at odds with Bianca, she was all in a half a mill! I could only dream about seeing money like that once. Just like that an half hour of calling bluf and folds, Bianca walks away with $500,000 cold hard cash. Along with three different Hermes bags and some shoes from PRADA. She really was a spoiled little rich girl, it felt very inferior to me. I was honestly uncomfortable shopping with her at these expensive luxury stores.
Bianca placed the $2,300 blouse against her torso in the mirror admiring the color close to her skin tone. She looks at me gawking at the blouse.
"Fabulous, huh" she said as she turned around and walked towards me
"Gorgeous, are you going to get it?" I asked her, and she looks at it again and shuddered casually
"I have two others just like it... it'll look better on you with your...hairstyle?" She said as she handed me the shirt
"You don't have to insult me, I can't afford this shirt or to get my hair done every two weeks... I work a 9 to 5." I told her and she scoffed harshly
"Bitch, excuse me? I work 12 hour shifts 24/7. I'm an attorney, I barely make time for myself. When I do have time, I don't waste it on petty shit like rent or groceries. I work hard for my money so I will spend it how I damn well please." she said making a valid but irrelevant point
"Okay what the fuck is your problem? You have been a bitch to me since I've gotten here. Is it jealously? Are you one of those kissing sisters type of women, because I will let you know now I'm not with the freak shit..." I stated and she started to laugh
"Oh please, they couldn't afford what I have to offer, but no. I don't fuck my brothers in the nighttime. This ain't that type of family, though we are close and Blu made it his mission to keep his relationship with you under the wraps...regardless of him being with that nightmare" she explained to me
"You weren't a fan of the fiancé?" I asked her
"No, I just don't like any of the girls my brothers has brought home, aside from your sister. Ben never brought her around." She said.
"So why did you wanna hang out with me?" I asked her curiously
"Because my man feel like I should get to know you before I judge you. And Blu would appreciate it too or whatever." She said
"From what I was told. I think you're pretty bad ass, it must been hard living under two men shadow, running the business behind the scenes, not having real friends that you made..." I said trying to relate
"I'd managed fine. Met the love of my life, getting married, moving to LA." She said trying to lighten the subject
"As long as you're happy." I told her
*Blu Jay's P.O.V.*
Benjamin and I arrived to the Gelltio Estate which was owned by Mettir Bianchi; One of the most known mafia gangsters on the west coast, the man had laundered money in and out Las Vegas for 30 years with the help of one of the most influential businessmen on Wall Street, my grandfather Willie Earl Jay. It was written in a note to my father after my grandfather died when he left him the company that the Bianchi family were to remain silent partners, but since there will be a change in board; there's no need for Johnnys' or his family services.
We were invited in by one of the door guards and two big ass Great Danes. As usual we were checked out and weapons were confiscated. A house maid came to us and guided us to the dining room
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