Chapter 9

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Chapter 9:

Storm's POV:

The door opened and in came Massimo with two men behind him. He scanned the room and his eyes landed on me and a smirk came onto his face. My heart leapt in fear and I clutched onto Brandon.

"It's okay, sexy." He murmured lowly in my ear. He moved me to the side so I was in between him and Ace. Without thinking I clutched onto Ace's hand and sat frozen.

"I will call you back." Blake murmured. He put down his phone and stood up and walked over to Massimo.

"Massimo you have one of my workers scared to death." Blake said and Massimo scoffed in his face.

"You'd think I would forget what you did last night Blake? I want my money back and I want Miss Callaway." Oh my God he knows my flipping name! I squeezed onto Ace's hand tightly and I shook slightly in fear.

"Massimo this is my establishment and once you paid, that is it. She is my personal assistant. She doesn't work under Georgina she works under Dave." He said.

"You can't keep me out of here Blake and I will have my hands on her." He promised. He swiftly left and I let go of Ace's hand. I stood up and backed into the corner.

"Are you okay, Storm?" Blake asked and I shook my head holding out my hand.

"D-don't come near me." I said in fear. I felt tears roll down my face.

"Do you know how many members we have, Storm?" Brandon asked. It was the first time he had not called me 'sexy'.

"I-I don't care. I am eighteen years old. I got into Yale for crying out loud! I want to go home, I want to see my dad and I want to see my mom. I'm not in my twenties, I don't know how mortgages work or anything else...I don't belong here!" I said angrily. I took deep breaths as they all stared at me.

"Storm are you alright? You don't look so good..." Georgina said standing up.

ACE

I watched her skin turn deathly pale and her eyes droop close a little bit. She was going to pass out.

"Storm are you alright? You don't look so good..." Georgina said standing up.

"She's going to pass out." I said.

"I-I don't feel...so good..." She mumbled. She fell forward and hit the floor with a loud thud. I got up quickly and turned her over onto her back and her eyes were shut.

"No one is in the lounge right now." Blake said. I nodded and picked her up and went to the lounge. I turned on the lights and laid her on the couch. She was still out so I grabbed a water bottle from the mini fridge and lightly poured some on her face. She sat up and rubbed the water out of her eyes.

"W-what are you doing!?" She demanded.

"You were out cold." I stated and she sighed wiping all the water out of her face.

"Do you feel any better?" I asked and she shook her head no and laid back.

"Like you'd care." She scoffed.

"Excuse me?" I asked angrily. All the girls here were so submissive and none talked back.

"No I am speaking my mind. No one here cares about me so stop asking me if I am okay." She said frowning.

"If I didn't care about you why would I bring you in here and wake you up? Why would I take you to my bachelor pad and give you a room? Stay up with you to make sure you were okay? To me that sounds like I do give some fucks about you." I said frowning back at her.

"Really? Then what about the bullshit in the diner huh? Who was that? Was that Ace or Steele?" She asked standing up and going to the door.

"I'd be careful, when Georgina came here she slept here, she didn't get a room or breakfast."

"Wow thank you so much sir! Thank you for taking me away from my perfect life and make me into some money hungry whore! Thanks a bunch!" She yelled.

"Perfect life? Your dad made us make your mom disappear! He spent no time with you! Christ all you had was school! You had no boyfriend and barely any friends!"

"I did have friends!" She said her face going red.

"Oh Miranda? The one who fucked your whole school? We are the fucking mafia we know everything. Miranda is a slut and she only cared about you because you had money. Nice life, Jennifer." I said clapping sarcastically.

"Fuck you Ace. You don't know me! You are just a disgusting man whore who is just jealous because daddy can't see you and neither can mommy." She said through gritted teeth. I pinned her arms against the door angrily.

"Watch your mouth, Callaway. Change your attitude. I am done trying to be nice to you. You are just a spoiled little girl." I spat.

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