thirty-four | 2 weeks later

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Amirlya hadn't seen June for two weeks, no
phone call or text, not even a kidnapping to the janitors closet again. She developed a new hate for the man. She assumed he had used her then dipped once he got what he wanted all along. He took the most precious things she had, her virginity, her innocence, and integrity. How could she be so stupid? She fought against herself to not tell Anui about what happened in New York, but Anui could tell something was wrong. With Amirlya's quiet behavior and June's new absence, something fishy lurked in the air, and it wasn't Sandra.

June, on the other hand, had plans that he needed to excute, and it would take him time to complete them before he could go back to his normal routine. Today was the day, the day Sandra would pay for her actions, she would pay for what she did to his precious Amirlya.

In order to concentrate he had no other choice but to avoid contact with the girl, she was too much of a distraction, and he concluded that she would understand this when the time came for him to explain.

After June and Mohammed discovered the secrets the Gullock's were hiding, they spared no time addressing the issue to Don Vatican. He was shocked, aggravated to no end. Hart Gullock would bare consequences for what he did, he'd lose everything he fought so hard for.

The Vaticans worked coordinately in the two weeks. They started with paying off the police to take care of June's first kill, Yumund Naki, the bartender at Le Fleuve who dared to touch what was his. Bribing them was no challenge, as they were corrupt like every other police department in America.

Sandra unfortunately would have to face her punishment in a more challenging way. The Gullock's had ties like the Vaticans did, but they also had more enemies. It took time gathering individuals who also wanted to see the fall of the Gullock family. First it would be Sandra, then they'd move on to Hart and their family lawyer, Alex Cooper.

After their vacation to Mar-a-Lago, it was time to let the bird into the cage. When Sandra first entered the building she was met with a whiff of must. A strong-gut wrenching must. She yelled in agony as the smell suffocated her. Although slightly dramatic, the stench was enough to knock someone out.

"June! You said you were taking me out on a date? Why are we here? This place reeks! Do you know what my friends would say if they knew I smelled like ass?" She screeched.

Deep down June wanted to strangle her, but his patience was worth not getting his hands dirty. "Our date is on the roof top, it'll smell much better there."

The foul odor came from the sylgotze they sprayed in the building, a melatonin-like drug from Indonesia. The strongest one of its kind. June had to take safety precautions as a result, storing smelling salts in his pocket just in case the sylgotze made him pass out.

As they walked up the stairs, Sandra could feel herself getting dizzy, she grabbed the wall for support until she made it up to the rooftop.

Her pupils dilated at the beautiful set up. Although they were in the outskirts of the city, the skyline was visible and the fairy lights that surrounded them made it more stunning.

She squealed in joy and made a mental note to brag to her minions about the date her soon to be husband planned for her. Those bitches were gonna be so jealous...

"Before we get started, we need to talk." June announced.

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