BRIA
I told Benji yesterday about that strange man and that car. He literally threw a hissy fit saying why I didn't tell him about it right then. As a punishment, he refused to permit me to go for my evening run until this matter gets handled. Because apparently sansei Benji didn't want 'getting my head banged and him running in the whole town looking for my half-dead body as no one can destroy his little badass ninja' as he put it. We argued for hours but in the end, no one can win over their master.
I was busy attending the customers in the café when my phone started ringing loudly when I was taking orders from table no.4. I pulled out my phone from the pocket of my jeans and without looking at the caller ID I picked it up placing it on my ears.
"Hello?"
There was a pause for a minute on the other side. I thought the other person had hung up but then I heard some rustling sound indicating that the call was not cut.
"Hello? Anybody there?"
"Bria Maxwell. How are you doing?"
I scrunched my brows in confusion and reckoned my memory to remember this familiar voice.
"who's this?"
"ah! So, you have a problem with short-term memory loss, I see. You don't remember me?"
"um- I -aa" I stutter not knowing what to say.
"you wound me, butterfly" I heard him say followed by a wicked chuckle.
I tried to remember this voice looking through every corner of my memory lanes. My eyes widened in shock and a cold chill ran down my spine. I recognised this overly sugar-coated voice from yesterday which belonged to that strange man who looked like a MIB member.
"h-how did you get my number?" I hissed smiling in apology when the old lady on the nearby table gave me a look. I rushed out of the café and came outside so that no one could hear the conversation.
"That was not a hard task. Now come back to my earlier question, how are you?" he asked casually as if he was talking to an old friend.
"cut the crap bulldog. Come straight to the point" I growl in anger.
There was a small pause followed by a calm voice "What. Did. You. Just. Called. Me?"
"oh, I apologise if you couldn't hear me the first time, bulldog." Now it was my term to snicker evilly. Take that bitch!
"you ..... I will make sure that you will regret it, woman." He seethed in anger and I swear I got scared there for a minute.
But I am not the one to show my weakness to the enemy.
"Yeah. Whatever. Just spill it out already. I don't have time for your bullshit." Tapped my left foot impatiently, huffing.
He didn't speak for some time and by the sound of his heavy breathing, I knew that he was trying to control his anger.
"what have you decided?" he asked in a calm tone as if he was not threatening this innocent girl a few moments ago.
"what are you talking about?" I tried to play the dumb card.
"my boss wants you to sign your home and the property around it off to him. You got the message that day when you punched and hurt our man." He was still angry and I could feel it. But you can't blame the little girl when that scumbag threatened my kids.
"and I thought your man told you my answer which is.... fuck off," I growled in anger and could feel the anger rising within me.
He took a pause then asked, "have you ever heard the name KING?"
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THE TOXIC DEAL
Mystery / Thriller' I hope that you liked this little gift for your Twentieth birthday. I also hope that you have already felt that feeling which wrapped around your heart like a vice. Fear. I like that. And that fear has a form and shape and that's ME. Your worst ni...
