Ashes Revenge ✔️

Chapter 10: Deal

Scarlett

Running my hads through the dress, I look at myself in the whole body mirror in my closet.

It hugs my curves on the right places, reaches my mid tights and shows most of my tattos. Like the ones on my back, the roman numerals on my collarbone, the ones in my arms and the gun on my rib and birds on my waist side.

My brown hair falls in large waves, the left side thrown over my shoulder showing my pierced ear, and my eyes are with a peach tone, my lips with a wine red lipstick.

Mason said we should be there at 11pm, so we have to leave the mansion at 10.30 pm.

I send a text at Wes saying that I already had the key and tomorrow we talked about the day to meet.

I put my perfume, grab my heels and phone, putting my belt gun on my tight and head downstairs barefoot.

Heels kill feet.

I don't see Mason anywhere, he's probably still in his room, so I seat on the kitchen couch and turn the tv on, watching some policial show.

Ironic, I know.

"Scarlett." I hear Mason sexy voice call.

"Yep?" I get up and look at him. He's wearing a suit with a black turtle neck sweater, and leather shoes. I look up at his face to see his lips slightly parted and he's eyes a bit wide looking at me up and down.

I shift under his intense gaze.

Clearing his throat he looks at me. "We're going." I nod taking my heels in my hands and follow him to the garage.

Opening the doir for me to his black Lamborghini he grabs gently my wrist impeding me to enter. "You look stunning by the way." He says and I can feel myself blush.

Well, I'm not used to compliments.

"Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself." I smile at him and he smirks. "I always look good."

I laugh lightly, shaking me head and enter the car.

The drive is silent, rap music softly playing on the background. I have my head leaned against the tinted windows watching the lights of the street.

I gasp when Mason puts his hand on my thight. Looking at him I see that he's already looking at me. "Are you ok?"

I offer him a smile and nod. "Yeah. Just thinking."

He nods turning his attention back to the road, his hand stays on my thight.

Reaching to the club you can hear the music from the outside, a guard on the froont door and people waiting to enter.

Mason leads me to the back door, his hand on my back."Take this." He says to me at the door. I look at his hand to see a gun and smirk.

I lift my dress showing him my own gun, he snorts. "Already ahead of everything aren't you?"

"Perhaps." I shrug and we make our way to the club.

It's crazy inside there's lights flashing everywhere, people dancing, music blasting. a huge bar with a bunch of drinks.

It's like paradise on earth.

"Boss." one security nods at him and Mason mirrors his gesture.

He leads us to a hall with rooms. Probably the VIP zones. The hall his dark, red carpet and black doors.

We enter the last one to see a man with two womens on his lap wearing almost nothing. The man looks almost like a homeless person, with his beard and all.