LAVINIA
The car fell into silence and no one spoke. I remembered what Perla had said when Menesa, still pressing her hand to the iPad instead of sitting cross-legged and looking around, said that Menesa was the cleanest of the three. And that was true, because he was dressed from head to toe in almost every respect, with a white shirt, a fitted dark navy suit, a ruffled handkerchief in the breast pocket, tight pants and shiny shoes, plus a blouse. she got a haircut that looks really classy but looks very old fashioned.
"What are you looking for?" Instead of looking at him, I hurriedly looked out the window The car pulled up in front of the luxury hotel, a place I pass by often, but I never thought of going there because it looks so gorgeous that it's out of reach for someone like me, the three of us. it said follow him home and watch from afar, I don't even know what's inside, when the elevator reaches the top floor the doors open and I find a luxury rooftop bar, there are international songs playing softly together menesa immediately went upstairs and greeted an acquaintance and all the people here he was neatly dressed, the men in suits and ties, the women in dresses so long that I was afraid to fall in love with him and looked at the floor in surprise because I had only just noticed it. Rich people come to a place like this when they want to drink.
of the roofs came up to me: "You watch over Mr. Menesa and don't let him out of your sight."
"So what are you going to do?" I asked back. "I'm watching him too, and of course stay out of trouble." I did not answer, I went outside to look at the trees to look at the birds, he ordered me to look far enough. I collapsed my body and went to sit in front of the bar, so this place is really beautiful, especially women, all white skinned, sexy types I like, smiling. A short time later the waiter came up to me with a glass of wine, pointing at a young woman with a big smile, nodded, raised my glass slightly to drink, and finished my drink, which the rich drink so deliciously: soft and deep, usually only lighter grades are drunk down to the stomach. , everywhere I smile at every couple looking at me, acknowledging that I'm looking, I bought a third glass of wine, I didn't waste every penny's worth, and every glass tasted different. , but, it felt like the power and feeling were better than ever.
"Can I sit with you?" The young woman held out her hand and said her name was Nora.
"Lavinia" I reach out and touch her and lightly touch her hand, implying that I'm interested in the other person, I've been at the bar long enough to know what this approach demands.
"Your names rhyme nora, let's have a drink." The young lady smiled sweetly as she turned to the bartender and ordered her drink. I looked at her sultry figure, also her face was cute as always, too poignant, it was definitely a lavinia style mix! At least I won't be returning home empty-handed tonight, but apparently I'm forgetting something, but fuck it, I'm more interested in the wine in front of me and I keep on toasting.
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MARCUS
I broke the tie on my bonnet
"Damn imbecile!" "Who does he think he is?" I shouted. I grab a glass from my desk and throw it at the wall.
My two guards, Giovanni and Vincent, stand quietly by the door.
"I said double and he thinks he can get me a bad contract?! How stupid does he think I am?" I'm shouting.
"Should we threaten him, Don?" Giovanni looks at me calmly. He is the main guard and a good shooter.
"Just tell them if they don't want to make a good deal for me, I'll remove them from my business partners list and your family will no longer be there."
I say and bite my tongue.
"Yes sir." Giovanni leaves the room.
"Clothes." Vincent looked at me, "We have a problem with transportation to the fashion show.
There is such traffic today. Your assistant has yet to suggest a special.
"Should I call for this?"
"If it's faster yes, take it yet."
"Understood." He nods and leaves the room.
I go to my desk and get my phone.
"Nadia, to my room, here's some broken glass. Thank you." I'm finishing.
Soon my cleaner came in and the stars picked up the broken glass. I stand by the window and think.
I can't bow down to people who are weak and don't listen to my orders. Otherwise no one would take me seriously.
My father was highly respected and I will be the same.
I walk towards the private jet in a navy blue suit and sunglasses. Two guards standing by the stairs and the two following me.
My assistant Myles runs after me. Smaller than all of us, but extremely intelligent.
I fall into the seat and let the flight attendant bring me alcohol.
"Here you go, sir." She smiled. She's so beautiful.
"Thank you." I nodded.
"Well, listen. I don't know much about Pete, he's a jerk but we'll get his answer from him.
And if they fail, we'll make him regret it." Myles says to me.
I grin. "Seems like a plan."
"Who's the fashion show again? I'm lost in your friends."
"Diego's. From high school." I'm looking out the jet window.
"Lise-hm."
"I didn't say anything, but you weren't so... in the back.You're not a business supporter."
"Yes, I can appreciate good fashion." I bite my cheek.
"What about your engagement?"
"Ha?" I frown.
"If I remember correctly, your father, Don, was talking about marriages."
"Oh, this." I laugh sarcastically, "she's been asking me about my wedding since I was fifteen. Hmm ...but I don't mind having a bride."