Sex dealer 2

f o u r

a/n- I'm usually not annoying unless you're my brother but here I go.
I made a book called ruthless and I genuinely like it, like I think it's the best book I've written, like I'm putting actual, 100% effort in it. Not to be vain, but I think it's good and you should totally check it out. I'm legit so inspired to write it AND holidays are in a week so I can almost fucking smell updates coming very often. What the fuck I'll stop now I hate myself.

I wake up with a stiff body and I groan as I slowly open my eyes and feel the sun hit them directly.

"You're awake, good afternoon." Blake smiles down at me widely.

Drops of water drip onto my face from his wet hair and I wipe them off.

"Let me sleep, I'm so tired," I groan.

I shoot a glance at the clock that reads 12pm. "Its 12pm, it's like the middle of the night." I complain.

"It's noon, wake up!" Blake laughs and rips the sheets off me.

"You're annoying and I hate you," I state.

"You love me." Blake points out.

"I love you." I shrug and head into the bathroom.

I hear Blake chuckle behind me and I roll my eyes as I pick up my toothbrush and apply toothpaste onto it.

Honestly brushing your teeth is so satisfying, I can not.

"Babe, I have to ask you something." Blake announces as he walks into the bathroom behind me.

"Spill." I answer after spitting out the foam in my mouth.

"Can I borrow your card? I think I left my wallet at work and I need to go buy something, it's important."

Did you leave your whole fucking life at work? Fucks sake.

"Sure, it's in my wallet, just take it." I nod and start rinsing my mouth.

I wash my face after I'm done and head back out of the bathroom.

"Did you find i-" I stop dead in my tracks and frown as I see him snooping through my purse with my wallet held in his hand already.

What the fuck is he doing? He just needs my wallet to get my card.

He suddenly straightens up as he notices me.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Just wondering, what is this? Are they drugs?" He asks me uninterestedly, holding up a pack of pills.

I give them one glance and roll my eyes.

"Those are vitamin d pills." I briefly answer him before I take the box out of his hand and shove it back into my purse along with a pair of earphones, chewing gum and other shit Blake was rummaging through.

"You already get vitamin d from me everyday, though." He smirks at me, giving me childish grin after.

"Ha ha ha." I fake laugh.

"I can't find the right card..." Blake trails off as he looks through my wallet.

"Just take the whole thing, I don't need it today," I sigh.

"Thank you, don't you have to get to work?" Blake asks me casually.

"Not until whenever I want to."

"Won't you get fired though?" He asks dumbly.

"How am I supposed to get fired from a hospital I own?" I question him.

He's actually acting so stupid, what is up with him?

"Oh I'm just saying they could file a complaint against you or something." He shrugs.

"To fucking who? The prime minister? I own the place, I'm at the top of it all." I roll my eyes and open up my wardrobe.

I can feel Blake's eyes burning into my back as I pick an outfit.

"You know Blake," I pause to turn around and face him.

"You're acting off as fuck. Genuine question, are you okay? "

"I'm fine." He answers me bluntly.

I blink at him before shrugging.

"Alright then."

...

My phone vibrates for the umpteenth time today and I resist the urge to touch it and check.

I need to finish this off, asap.

I start typing away at my laptop again and I'm getting into it when I feel a vibration run through the desk again.

I'm done.

I huff loudly and pick up my phone, scrolling through the notifs.

Camilla: we need to meet soon, imy hoe
Lilly: fr😩
State bank- withdrawal, 2:00pm; $4000
City bank- withdrawal, 2:15pm; $5000
bank of Melbourne- withdrawal, 2:30pm; $2000

I read through multiple thousand dollar transactions still being made but it's the very last one that gives me a bit of a heart attack.

Transfer complete, 3:00pm; $5,000,000 AUD

I feel my heart beat quicken as I read over it, just to make sure I'm reading it right.

I swipe on the notification with shaky hands and unlock my phone to check my current balance.

Current balance: $0.00 AUD

5 million dollars wiped off my account, that was the entire balance on that account.

Five fucking million.

What the fuck does Blake need so much money for, on a working day, without telling me?

At this moment, don't ask me why, but I feel relieved that I left the cards to my other accounts at home, locked in the safe.

I tap onto the phone app and call Blake, holding the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" He speaks, not sounding like he has a sore throat.

"What the fuck are you doin-"

"Just kidding, I'm not available. Leave me a voicemail and I'll call you back." His voicemail recording laughs down the phone.

I let out a loud groan.

How do I still fall for that every time?

I need to leave, go home or find Blake, anything.

I slam my laptop shut and pick up my keys, phone and a few papers along with my laptop before I exit the building.

Blake's dead. And if he's not, I'm killing him.