Brea's point of view:
I stared into his devilish green eyes, as he smirked at me looking up and down,
" well you're looking good today"
" Watch it Styles" I say eyeing him harshly.
" well then Carson... anyways we need to talk"
"and what is it that we need to talk about exactly"
"In private" he says sternly glancing around the warehouse. He seemed nervous about something, but I hate hearing his bullshit ideas for the gangs. I hate you and you hate me and that's it. I walked him to my office, Elora and one of his members followed us.
"don't kill each other" I tell Elora, glancing at the dark haired boy staring at me with a mischievous smile.
" don't worry about Zayn, I know Elora could bust his balls if he tried anything" I giggle remembering what she did to one of his men.
"I mean Terrence still doesn't want to attend any of these meeting and he still nags me about his fucking balls" he says laughing
" alright, we're off topic, what do you want" I take my pocket knife flip and stab it into the desk.
" oh love we're not gonna need that, besides you wouldn't be able to do-" I cut him off knowing what he was going to say and pinned him against the wall holding the knife to his throat. I bring myself closer to his face, close enough to his lips and then immediately go to his ear. tease him lets see what he'll do , I think to myself. I whisper into his ear..
"I'm sorry what were you gonna say... love"
All of a sudden I feel his large strong hands grab my waist flip me over onto the ground, he places his boot on my chest so I could barely breathe. Oh now its on curly. I take the knife and slice his ankle and while hes in pain I punch him in the stomach. He's gasping for air as I pull onto his hair looking him dead in the eye with pure satisfaction.
"Alright you win this time"
" yeah I always win" I let go of his hair and walk over to my seat.
" Now tell me whats so urgent that you had to interrupt training"
" oof I would love to come watch you girls train"
" watch it styles" I look at him with hate. All men are scums and all they care about is sex.
"I need to talk to you about one of your murders" A confused look appears on my face.
"why? that is none of your business"
"when it involves one of my men it does" my hands start to sweat a little. How did he find out? If it was one of my girl there will be hell to pay.
"what are-"
" dont lie to me brea. you were planning on killing james"
" he's your new recruit and has little importance so why make this a big deal"
"I don't care we follow rules here Brea and if you want to start even more drama between The Ghastly and The Hellish so be it"
" I don't care Styles, he's gonna be dead sometime this week be prepared"
" brea"
" styles?" he slammed his fist on the table making me jump up and grab the gun near me . I pointed it at him with no hesitation.
" why don't you ask little James what he did and then maybe you'll change your mind about me killing him, maybe you'll kill him yourself" he took his gun out and pointed it right at me.
"tell me what he did before I shoot" I laugh at him,
" you, shoot me, like right now, that's funny"
" Brea, I'm not joking. " he says sternly
" he raped one of my girls" I admit. I watch him as he pulls his gun down and places it on the desk.
"who"
"Cora"
" who?"
" see you don't even know who, want me to get her for you, might as well bring James in here to so she could stab him in the heart"
" no, we don't need that"
"good, so he's dead" The minute I said that, a gun went off in the warehouse. He looked at me with his shocked green eyes. I smiled and waved him off. As he walked to the door, he stopped abruptly and turned to face me, my eyes never leaving his body.
" forgot to tell you how good your ass looks today love" he winked and walked away. Rage was traveling throughout my entire body and as he closed the door I shot my gun aiming right where his head would be. that little bastard.
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I'm sort of not really sure how this story is gonna go, bu we will see...
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