Million Dollar Girl (MDM Spinoff)

Chapter 20

Sebastian's POV

'Finally some good news," I said, standing up from the desk.

"Evie's still pretty beat up though," Mason approached cautiously.

"She'll be fine," I dismissed. Business had been booming, but we were in a fragile positioning. Since we had got rid of London's Eyes we were still laying claim to their territories. We couldn't afford any screw ups.

"I'm not sure she's fit for working tonight," Mason urged.

"For fuck's sake, really?" I groaned. We had an important job tonight, and I wasn't about to let her fuck it up.

"What about Emily?" I asked, rubbing my forehead.

"Already assigned tonight," Callum replied.

"Well you better find someone or I'm going to fucking lose it," I shouted, as Callum nodded and backed out the room.

"Don't worry," Mason said, "We've got plenty of new recruits. We'll find someone."

I nodded absent mindedly, feeling the familiar headache rising.

"Can you get Evie in here?" I asked, taking a seat.

"Sure mate," Mason replied, leaving the room.

I leaned back in the leather chair. It seemed like not a single day went by without a screw up. When did things become so hard? I had done everything. I had kept Kings at the top, but it felt like that reign was shaking no matter what I did.

"Sebastian."

Evie stood sullenly in the entrance to my office. I couldn't lie, there was something about her that drew me in but she did my fucking head in when she was in a mood. She looked a state. Mason was right. There was no way she was baiting anyone tonight.

"You cant work," I said.

"Nothing a little concealer wont cover up," she replied, her gaze hard.

"No, it won't," I snapped. "And now I've got to find someone to replace you."

"Not my problem," she taunted.

"Actually, it fucking is," I raged. "Got any bright ideas?"

She stood still for a moment in contemplation.

"Maybe I do," she retorted.

I raised my eyebrows waiting for her to continue.

"I know one of the new recruits," she said. "And she's got experience."

I nodded quietly. Couldn't be worse than any of the other recruits.

"Fine," I said. "Give her the brief, and make sure she doesn't fuck it up."

Evie snatched the file from my hand and marched out. This new girl better know her stuff.

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Davina's POV

"You sure you know what you're doing?" Evie urged.

I struggled not to scoff in response. This would be like taking candy from a baby.

"Don't worry, Evie," I said nodding, "I'll get it done."

"I know, Kara," she said, looking stressed. "I;d keep away from Sebastian tonight in the club, he's being an arse as usual."

No surprise there.

"Don't worry, I will," I said smiling.

When I arrived at the club I got the familiar rush of adrenaline. It had been a long time since I;d done this. My red wig was styled perfectly into loose waves, and I had paired it with a tight, revealing black dress. I focused on the image of the man I would be taking down tonight. Piece of cake. Without another thought, I pushed my way into the familiar club, taking in the surroundings I knew so well. I made sure to shield my face from the VIP area - I didn't want Sebastian discovering me just yet.

I soon spotted my target, sitting pathetically at the bar. I made sure to take my time walking over to him, swinging my hips and gaining a lot of attention as I did so. By the time I made it over to him, he was practically drooling from the mouth. With only a few whispers in his ear, I had him dragging me out of the club. This was easy.

As he began to kiss my neck, I sent a sharp knee to his crotch, causing him to double over in pain. A quick kick to the stomach and I knew he would be going anywhere. I quickly began to walk away, knowing Sebastian would be appearing soon.

"That was amazing," a voice came from behind me. I froze. Thankfully, it sounded like it was only Callum.

"Thank you," I said, not turning.

"You want a ride back?" He offered. I smirked.

"I'm not done for the night," I said, then continued down the alleyway and away from the club. Now for the real job of the night. I opened my phone, re-reading Jarvis' instructions. A location many wouldn't bat an eyelid at. If only they knew what lay beneath. I continued down, the street, knowing I would be there soon. I felt bile rise in my throat.

As I neared the location, I pulled a bobby pin out of my hair ready to pick the lock. I managed to easily and stepped into the silent house. I was betting on no one being home, I just had to hope I was right. There was no sign of life anywhere. Upon finding the living room, I rolled up the large Persian rug as Sam had instructed. A large trap for faced me. He was right.

I cautiously pulled out the hair pin again and broke through the lock. It was pitch black, and I could just make out some stone step heading downwards. I pulled out my phone and turned on the torch as I crept down the stairs. I hadn't felt this nervous in a long time. I could see doors on either side of the corridor for as far as I could see in the dim light. They had locks on the outside.

I felt sick.

I gathered my strength, and went down, unbolting each door. There were five or six girls in each room. My heart ached for them, but I focused it into my anger.

Sebastian you will pay for this.

I ushered the girls out as quickly as possible. They didn't any encouragement. I wondered when the last time was they'd felt freedom.

Let's see how this affects your fans, Seb.