The Mob Boss's Retribution [18+]

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Ariel's home was quite active from the club.

But that was okay.

I'm not sire my pride would let me leave with someone else and go back to that place.

Or that bed.

I felt more rejected than I felt the n my whole ass life and it nauseated me.

Ariel cuddled me in the backseat while Devil-o played chauffeur.

"Take any room you want, okay?" Bubbles said as I walked inside the pristine white and cream coloured house, tastefully decorated and wiped clean.

"I'll bring you pajamas." She said as we walked upstairs and entered the first room caught my eyes.

I don't care what room I get.

I just need some sleep and some seconds to collect myself.

Nurse my wounded ego and pride.

A whole bunch of seconds for that.

I thought entering the cream colored room and taking a seat on the queen sized bed with a sigh.

Playing with the emerald lavalliere dangling from my neck.

What was the purpose of this if he wanted to push me away anyway.

That man needs a rain check.

I slip my feet off the red bottomed shoes and sitting up on the bed when Ariel walks in.

Her hair in a bun and petite curvy frame sporting a navy blue ankle length silk robe.

"Here you go." She said offering me a smile and handing me a stack of cloths.

"Thanks." I sighed examining the cloths. A chemise top and shorts with lace trims.

"They might me a little short on you-" She shrugs unsure.

"It's fine." I say grateful for her and whatever she's offering.

"Okay-" She nods. "Go shower or change or wash- do you want something to eat?"

I shake my head climbing down from the bed.

I had enough whiplash to last a week without food, thank you very much.

I walked into the spacious ensuite bathroom and turned on the shower to hot.

It was thirty minute long therapy session with my self, convincing my stupid mind that nothing happened.

Nothing happened and I wasn't going to cry over an asshole, who has the audacity to buy me expensive goodies but not to kiss me.

He's a coward.

And plain right bastard in flesh.

After I was nearly scorched, I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around myself and my hair walking to the sink.