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I bit my lip nervously as I walked inside the building labeled Mercy's Extensions. I had gotten on the elevator, and my stomach immediately began to do flips and turns.
I had put myself back into this position, but I needed the money.
And damn near 3 billion dollars was enough for me to move out the country and settle forreal after this shit.
After I got off the elevator, I was greeted by Ashlee, Mercedes's assistant.
"Hey, Key. What can I do for you? She smiled at me.
"Wassup, Ash. Where's Mercy's new office? I know she keep movin' them bitches wit' her little head ass. She startin' to piss me off," I rolled my eyes in annoyance, making Ashlee chuckle.
"The third door to your right, Key. It was good seeing you," She smiled as I walked away.
I slowly made my way to Mercy's office, and I eventually found it and stepped inside.
"Mercy, I'm here," I said, making her take her attention from her computer.
"Markeyvius, so glad to see you upon short notice. Have a seat." She nodded at the chair, shutting her computer.
"Cut the shit, Mercy. What you call me for?" I growled, with my jaw clenched.
"I got a simple task for you," She flipped her jet black hair over her shoulder.
"What? What do you want? And why me? You got other people," I chuckled as I shrugged.
"Because, Markeyvius. You're the best at what you do, and besides. Your charm and wits might help," She smirked softly.
"Man, whatever," I sighed.
"So, can you do it?" My boss, Mercedes asked me with a deadpan expression across her face.
"Yeah, I can get it done. Look, am I still gonna make the same amount? Matter of fact, double that shit and it's a deal. I ain't come here to bullshit wit' yo ass, Mercy. I told you I was done with the shit," I replied, looking at her with gimlet eyes.
"Markeyvius, let me explain something, shall I? You will always work for me, until I decide otherwise. Understand? There's a whole lot that no one knows about. It'd be a shame if some things... slipped," She said, dropping the files down in front of me.
