Chapter 11- Suspicious

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???'s pov
I stormed into a room with a large, gold couch and sat down, putting my head in my hands- I nearly ruined this deal with my stupid trust issues. My apprentice, Charlie, entered the room with a glass full of a golden liquid. I sniffed it cautiously- triple distilled whiskey- perfect. I downed the glass in a single mouthful and watched Charlie's eyes widen in shock.

"How the- how in the world can you drink like that?" He practically shrieked. I shrugged and glanced up as my employer entered my room.
"Hope..." he said softly, entering the room. I frowned, I never told him my name. "Are you okay?" He asked, noticing my frown. I simply glared at him and he continued, scowling right back at me.

"Fine," he snapped, "in that case, I'll be frank about it- I need my children in my possession in one week- if they refuse to leave someone behind, bring them too.". What right did he have to- oh, right, the money. "Fine, Robert.". I snapped right back at him, it was disrespectful to use his first name, but I didn't care.

It's not like I had parents to tell me the difference between right and wrong, with my mother being a demon and my father rejecting me at birth for his two older, normal children. Or at least that is what my mother tells me every time I make contact with her. I growled and stalked out of the room, leaving my employer with his thoughts.

A/N hey guys, I'm sorry this update took so long and it's really short but I just wrote this on my phone during my English class. There probably won't be an update anytime soon so I hope you enjoyed it 💛🖤💛🖤
Love you
Abby

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