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"So the rat is dealt with?" Shirley asked as she was laying on my couch. "Oh he certainly won't talk" I said, putting a cup of coffee on the coffee table.

Turned out it was just a random neighbor. He wasn't gonna risk his life to rat me out.

Sin told me he didn't say a word after seeing me.

"Did you read the files I send you?" She asked. "Yeah I did, he's next"

"I thought you would be interested in that, but didn't Sin tell you to lay low for a while?"

How did she know that he told me? Did he tell her the same? Or was she reading my messages as well?

"I will, after him" I took a sip from my coffee.

Did she really think I would stop after she send me a file like that? She knew I would want to kill the fucker as soon as possible.

He was abusing little children. He was the worst of them all.

"Anyways" I cleared my throat. "We will first end Taylor, he's been annoying me long enough"

"Agreed, did you come up with a plan yet?"

"I did" I nodded. "We will enter the poker match tomorrow, flirt with him and go with him to his place"

The fucker was doing well for himself. He didn't have a small apartment, he actually had a house, with a basement.

Pretty convenient.

Not that he made that money himself. He inherited the house and lots of money, which he gambled away during poker games.

Some people just made poor life decisions.

"We?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Well no, not we" I said as I looked at her. "You"

"Me? No, no I am not doing that" she shook her head. "Absolutely not"

"C'mon, he knows me, he will never believe I would go with him to his house to fuck"

"He's a sick bastard, I'm not going to his house with him" she raised her voice a little. "I am not crazy, what if he tries to-"

She stopped, but I knew what she was trying to say. What if he does the same thing to her as he did to me?

"I am not letting anything happen to you" I said softly. "I will be there, waiting for you, waiting for him"

She sighed. "I am not even good at poker"

"You don't need to be, you just need to be charming as you always are" I smiled. I knew I got her.

The bastard was getting what he deserved tomorrow.

Lando

Where are you?
I miss you

I am busy

You're always busy
Look Bon
I can't forget that kiss
That evening
Please
I have to see you

With every messages, my heart cracked a little more. I missed him too but I couldn't let him in. I had too many men in my life right now.

All of them ended up dead.

He had his suspicions about me, I wasn't stupid.

Even though he wasn't the rat, I still let my guard down with him.

Sloppy, as Shirley would say.

Lando

I am in front of your building
Open up
I wanna see you

"Fuck" I mumbled as I got up. "You need to go" I looked at Shirley.

"Why?" She looked confused, but was already grabbing her coat. She knew the drill.

"Lando is here"

"Oh" she chuckled. She grabbed some parfum out of her purse and put it on me. Way too much if you ask me. "Have fun babes"

As I opened the door, Lando was already standing in front of it. Little bastard let himself in, probably by pressing my neighbors doorbells.

"Oh I didn't know you had company" he said, looked at Shirley who was already on her way out. "No, I'm just leaving, have fun" she waved as she got in the elevator.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, Lando was already walking in, looking around as if he saw my place for the first time.

Nothing changed.

The only thing that changed was my diary. It was now tucked away in a safe place. Not making that mistake twice.

"I just had to see you" he looked at me. "Why?" I asked.

"Why?" He frowned. "Because we had an amazing evening and then you disappear out of my life. Won't return my phone calls or texts-"

"I was busy" I shrugged.

He looked around my apartment. "Busy drinking coffee with your friend?"

I didn't answer, because he was right.

"Are you really busy or are you just busy for me?"

I walked to the kitchen, rolled my eyes because I hated that I had to lie for him. "I am really busy, besides, don't you have a girlfriend to worry about?"

"No" he immediately said, walked closer to me and locked me in against his body and the kitchen counter. "I already have you to worry about"

"I can handle myself"

"I am sure you can" he let his finger brush down my cheek. "But it's always nice to have some backup, right?"

With some of the things he said, I really had a feeling he knew who I was, or was it just a coincidence?
Why couldn't he just tell me if he knew?

I didn't answer, I was overthinking again until he pressed his lips against mine.

And all the thoughts and worries disappeared as I tasted him on my lips.

He put his hand on my leg, I was wearing a skirt because it was hot today and I already regretted that.

His hand moved up, higher and higher.

Until I had flashbacks from that night again.

I pushed him away, with more force than I intended to. "Like I said, I'm busy, I don't have time for this"

He took a step back, licked his lips.

"I don't have time for you Lando, please get the fuck out"

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