One week later....
Raquel was in her office at her downtown fashion boutique adding the finishing touches to her upcoming fashion show. Anxiously, waiting on the decoy she paid her sister for. Raquel threatened to withdraw her ten thousand dollar deposit. If Milan didn't provide the girl or some type of proof that the plan was in motion.
Raquel couldn't stand to be married to Jaxon any longer. She was tired of faking the funk and just letting him do whatever he pleased just because he made more than her. He treated Raquel like his competitor more than his wife. That was something that always bothered her but she always kept quiet about it. She was just so unhappy being around her husband.
Her heart longed for Oshea, having dinner with him and their daughter was her wake-up call to get her shit together and stop fucking around. This was her perfect chance at having the family that she always dreamed of. She refused to have Milan's selfishness fuck up her happy ending.
Just like everything else, Raquel would have to take matters into her own hands. What better way of doing good business than cutting the middle man. She had no intentions of fucking with Milan any further. Who was Raquel kidding? The bitch was a fucking drug addict, she figured Milan kept the ten thousand for herself. She was just too predictable, Milan always thought she ran some shit. The only thing she was running was circles around herself full of fuck ups. That Raquel would later have to come clean up. In this particular situation, it was serious business and Raquel couldn't afford any fuck ups.
She decided to let Milan keep the whole ten thousand. Under the condition, she let Raquel meet the decoy herself. Of course, Milan was trying to bullshit her but Raquel let her know that she was serious about cutting her off. At this point, Milan needed to stay in her sister's good graces until shit got right. So she decided to follow Raquel's order and arranged for Persia to meet up with her.
Milan sent Raquel pictures of what she looked like and as soon as Raquel saw them she fell in love. Persia was the perfect decoy for her devious plan. Today would be the day that they met and Raquel was more ready than ever to meet her new partner in crime.
Milan was feeling some type of way towards her sister and Persia. Honestly, she wasn't intending on anybody getting anything but herself. She had no choice but to connect Persia with Raquel. If Milan didn't then her come up money would just disappear and she wasn't having that.
This stunt that Raquel pulled would only mean that her payback would be twice as severe. Than what Milan originally planned for her. Even though, she was forced to give Persia direct contact with her despised sibling. She still had few tricks up her sleeve. She would let Raquel feel as though she had the upper hand for now. With Persia being fully involved now. The ball was definitely in Milan's court. She was just waiting to make her perfect score. Persia walked into the upscale restaurant located on the east side of Milwaukee. Known as the name Elsa's, with class and grace in a fairly affordable olive jumpsuit. Which she purchased from the beauty supply store on 35th and Burleigh. It was very fitting and similar to the Givenchy style jumpsuit you see on the runway. Raquel stood up to signal Persia to their table she was quite surprised at how stunning beautiful she was and how much sex appeal she had. If she was in with Jaxon, she definitely wouldn't leave Persia alone with him. In Raquel's eyes Persia was a man eater she didn't even know her but knew just off looks. That Persia was the perfect girl for the job but Raquel had no clue she was transgender nor did she know Jaxon and Persia were already well acquainted. Persia sashayed over to the table with pretty business lady. She admired her every fabric, her clothes just screamed Fashion Diva. The closer Persia got to the table she was able to peek Raquel's Versace stiletto boot with the grey spikes and her all black bodysuit with a big colorful fur coat that dragged to the floor. Damn she must be she thought. Judging Raquel's wardrobe as she sat in her seat. Persia had no clue that Milan would have these type of connections. She wondered what the hell does this woman do.
"Hey! I'm Milan's sister Raquel." She said extending her neatly manicured hand to meet Persia. Who had a surprised look on her face Raquel took note and drew back to her seat while laughing? "Let me guess, she didn't tell you she had a sister did she?" she asked. Persia clutched her nonexistent pearls and gagged in relief "No she didn't. It's just shocking to me how fucking pretty you are." Persia replied. Raquel was truly flattered and honestly didn't except to take on an early liking to the decoy. For some reason Raquel just had a slight feeling that she would click with Persia and the plan can go even smoother. Then again this was the first meeting she needed to fully feel the girl out. "I'm truly flattered. Really I am. I laughed because I'm not surprised. I also take it she didn't tell you about the five thousand each I had for you either." Raquel already knew the answer to that but she needed to cause a rift between the two. That way not only she could have full control of the operation but she could watch Persia closely. Fact is she's an outsider but she wouldn't be even suspected. Jaxon would fall right into the trap not mention Raquel was sure Persia would need the money. Milan was nobody to be fucking around and Raquel figured Persia was just as broke as Milan to be living with her. Persia's face frowned up at the statement. Damn this bitch was trying to play me. At this point, Persia didn't give a Fuck about Milan. She basically was taking food out of her mouth. She knew Persia needed that money and she was just going to be selfish. It was already made up in Persia's mind she needed to break free and do her own thing. "I'm Persia." She paused trying to keep her composure. Persia really wanted to snap out but their no purpose since Milan was absent. "No, she didn't tell me that. This is the new tea." She said in a sassy tone still bothered by her so called best friend's betrayal.
Perfect Raquel thought now she would lure Persia into her plan just enough to make her take the bait. "I figured she wouldn't. But that's why I had her call you hear so I could give you ten thousand cash up front." Raquel opened her all black Hermes bag and pulled the two five thousand sacks and placed them on the table. Persia's face lit up with amazement like a kid in candy store. "That's just a down payment." Raquel said with a wicked smile knowing she had Persia right where she wanted her. Persia looked at the money and then looked at Raquel. "What's the hustle?" she asked knowing there was a catch. Raquel was just too nice and things were just going way too smoothly. "Oh, hustle? I like that straight to business type of woman." Raquel was surprised by Persia's eagerness but it was just confirmation that this would be a flawless victory. "You sleep with my husband. Do whatever you can to catch him in the act. Take pictures, make a sex tape, or hell shit I don't care. Just whatever happens just make sure you record it." Persia was ready to jump to this occasion. It was so simple and easy money than ten thousand was only the down payment. So there had to be more money. Raquel saw Persia's facial expressions and knew she had her "trust me there is more where that came from. I need at least 3 months full of evidence. Can you do that?" Raquel asked predicting things would work in her favor. Persia thought it was awkward bring randomly asked by someone Milan barely spoke of. How the hell she didn't know Raquel was lying but as she looked on the table of the cold hard cash. She realized it was money over bullshit and Persia needed to finally get hers. "Yeah, I can do it. Can I see a picture of him?" Persia anxious to see her target she only hoped he was attractive. "Of course. My bad. How rude of me." Raquel unlocked her Samsung Galaxy s7 going through her photo gallery. Once she revealed Jaxon's picture to Persia.
She noticed Persia's face looked like she seen ghost. "Something wrong? You know him or something." Raquel asked starting to get defensive. The waiter for their table was finally making his way to get their order ready since there was only empty plates, silverware, and glass of lemon water on the table. Persia remained silent which soon turned into a wicked smile. "What can I get..." the waiter was interrupted by Raquel. "No we aren't ready. Answer my question please? "The waiter immediately left annoyed by Raquel's rude mannerism. Persia noticed the change in attitude and just kept it cute. Her coins were way important than a piece of trade. "No I don't. He's just so fine. "She said. Raquel loosened up and laughed then begin to call the waiter back over. "Let's order some wine then. We have a lot to discuss." Persia nodded her head in agreeance "Oh, yes we do. " Persia responded with a sinister smile on her face. This would be her easiest hustle yet. "So what are you drinking?" Raquel asked Persia wasn't really a wine drinker but she was familiar with mascot. It was a hood favorite so why not represent and celebrate the right way. "Moscoto!" Persia replied with confidence. Raquel scoffed at her selection "well what kind of Moscoto? Red or Wine?" Raquel asked fucking with Persia. Persia peeped her shade and decided to throw some back. "You know, whatever you choose. You're the boss, let me see you work." Persia responded as she winked at Raquel. The ladies were both in for quite the surprise though. Out of nowhere, Jaxon appeared walking over to their table like a man on a mission. Raquel and Persia both were flabbergasted to see him.
"What's wrong wasn't expecting to see me?"
The ladies were both at a loss for words. Wondering how long had Jaxon been around in the cut.
"What are you doing here?" Raquel questioned attempting to play it cool but it was obvious that she was busted. Persia felt there was no need for her to stick around for the drama. She wasn't one for making a scene in public and quickly exited stage left. Jaxon called after her multiple times but Persia kept pushing through like she didn't hear him. As far as she was concerned Milan set the shit up and Persia knew how dirty the bitch could get. This was all a clear message that Persia needed a fresh start somewhere else. She was tired of this bullshit that really had nothing to do with her.
"So what the fuck you two got going on? Milan told me everything about your fucked up plan and oh yeah you'll get your divorce. Just know you're not getting shit I got proof of your infidelities bitch." Jaxon said in a very loud and sharp tone. He didn't give a damn who was watching them. He was pissed and wanted the whole world to know it.
"Fuck you and my fake ass sister! I'm tired of y'all muthafucking asses!"
