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Amaryllis

I walked into the living room where Zayn was holding my phone. He handed me the phone and left the room.

-Jefferson, I said with a cold voice.

-Hi Amy. Remember me? An all to well familiar male voice spoke.

-What do you want? I sighed.

-Can't an old friend just call and check up on you?

-We're not friends.

-Aw you break my heart. I need a favour.

-Fine. What is it? I sighed.

-I believe you heard of Adrien Hutton?

-The billionaire who hook up with Victoria secret models. Yeah what about him?

-I need him dead.

-So just do it yourself. Oh wait! you don't dare to get your own hands dirty. Can you pay up?

-50 thousand dollars.

-70 for the last time I did you a favour.

-60

-65. My last offer mr. Salvatore.

-Okay. I'll pay you when he's dead. You have 48 hours, he said and hung up.

I sighed really annoyed. Salvatore always wanted to job to be over fast. Instead of losing more precious time I went back to Jason's room. He just finished a phone call when I got inside. I threw the steak in the trashcan and begun putting all my homework in my bag again.

-What are you doing?

-Nothing of your concern, I answered and opened my laptop.

Then I just googled Adrien Hutton. Jason sat down beside me and I tried my best to hid the screen from him. It seemed like. Adrien was going to have a beach party in a few hours. I closed my laptop before Jason could see anything. Then without a word I picked out an bikini

 Then without a word I picked out an bikini

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and beach dress

and beach dress

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