𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀

21.

We spent a couple days at Alejandro's safe house, all of plotting and planning against Luis; most of the plan has come together and some men are instructed to keep a close eye on Luis.

I can't believe he's only got a broken arm, a couple bruises but other than that, he's good. He was discharged from the hospital yesterday, our men took a couple pictures of him but no one's letting me see.

I mean, I don't want to see. I may be a little curious to see the damage I've caused. I don't wish the worst on people but on Luis I do. I can't wait to strip him of everything.

He fucked with the wrong woman.

"Greyson." I sternly told him off, watching Grey continuously stab at the picture of Luis with his pen with his eyes squinted before he snapped his gaze at me.

"That's not my name." He sassed as he rolled his eyes.

"It is now."

"Wait, so you're telling me," Flavio sat down next to me. "Your name is actually just... Grey?" Flavio looked at him confused. "Not Greyson or nothing, just Grey? Like the colour?" Flavio smirked, I know he's about to tease Grey.

"Yes." Grey deadpanned. "Is there an issue with my name?"

"Nah," Flavio shook his head and I examined his side profile, how he's got that cheeky, boyish smirk on his lips. "Your parents predicted your personality with that name, didn't they?" I couldn't help but let out a laugh, Flavio's hand on my shoulder sneakily as he glanced down at me, his smirk growing.

"I hate you two together," Grey rolled his eyes as he chucked the pen at Flavio, who caught it and put it down.

"They can be bitches, I agree with you." Lorenzo plopped down next to me, I'm squashed between the Enzo's as usual.

I felt Lorenzo's hand slide down on my thigh, my body automatically reacting as I sat up, Flavio's eyes stuck on me as he picked up on my reaction.

"No, you too," Grey told Lorenzo. "This little trio, you three are the worst." Now that's not true. We're the best trio ever.

"They're bullies," Dominic put down his glass of whiskey, grabbing the bottle to refill Lorenzo's glass and Flavio's. "I never thought I'd be getting bullied at the age of twenty seven."

"Well, I had to grow up with that." Shanaya downed the remainder of her drink and insinuated to Dominic to give her more too.

"That's quite sad." I told her and Lorenzo was lowly laughing, his hand still caressing my thigh.

"Thanks to you." Shanaya scowled at me and Flavio laughed.

"What did you do to her?" Flavio asked, his body so close to mine I could feel his body heat.

"Nothing, she's a drama queen." I brushed it off as I joked back.

"No, we're all victims here." Dominic exaggerated. "Raise your hands if you've ever felt victimised by one of these three." And just like that, all the hands in this room were up.

No way.

The three of us glanced between ourselves, suppressing our laughs.

"Drama queens," Flavio sniggered. "Just like you said."

• • •

"Will you be alright?" Flavio asked as we sat in a restaurant that towered over the night sea. The moonlight gleaming on the serene ocean, the gentle breeze so comforting on my bare arms; running through my hair.

"I think so." And that was the truth. I spent too long with Luis, at that point one sees the good and bad in a person but I didn't see anything in Luis other than bad. He was a rotten soul.