Wohoo!!!! I shout throwing my hands up in the air as I jump up and down to the rhythm of the song playing on the big stereo system in the club, I feel hands wrap around my waist from behind and I don't even look back to know who it is, I place my hands on my knees and start rocking my ass on his crotch, we dance like that for a while until I start feeling his now hard bulge pressing against my ass
He drags me up through my arm and my back hits his chest "how about we take a room puttana" his scruff drunk voice says in my ear over the music, my face scrunches up in disgust. Okay! I'm done dancing.
I separate myself from him and walk through the crowd of drunk bodies swinging their bodies to the song, they're obviously still enjoying themselves but I need a drink as I can already feel myself getting sober. I make it to the bar with a few pushes and a sore toe nail because someone stepped on me but I'm good, the drink will solve everything
"Two shots of tequila please" I say to the bartender
"Coming right up!" He replies as he pours the drink for me
Where the hell is Brea? I look around the club for a tall brunette in a black short dress but she's not anywhere in sight, I'm sure she's in one corner of this club shoving her tongue down a nigga's throat. My phone vibrates and I bring it out from my clutch to see a message notification from Brea
Brea: "hey Tab! I already left the club with this super sexy guy I'll give you all the juicy deets tomorrow, make sure to get you a sexy man to bone tonight. I also left with the car, don't be too mad at me. Love you!!! Xoxo"
I roll my eye and put my phone back into my clutch. Why does she always have to do this? Ugh!!!! Going out with Brea is so frustrating, I don't know how I put up with her as a best friend. Now I have to take a cab back home. This sucks
Well, I better get going now then because it's past 12am. I bring out my phone again and order a ride through my bolt app, my ride is 12 minutes away, I need to use the rest room before he arrives. I'm careful when climbing down from the high bar stool so that I don't loose my balance, when I make it down safely, I throw my remaining drink into my mouth and make my way to the bathroom
I remember the bar guy telling me the bathroom is up the stairs, I just don't remember if it's the left hallway or the right hallway, from the top of the stairs I can't really see what's down the hallway, it's kind of dark and there's not a lot of people here.
I'm just going to go to the right first. I drag my half drunk ass down the hallway using the wall to support myself. Why are these heels so uncomfortable, I huff. Oh! That's a door, good work Tab you finally found the toilets, yay!!. When I get closer, I notice there's only one door in the whole of this hallway. Ew, is both the male and female bathroom in one room? I'll use it regardless, I need to.....
Or not, I don't think it's a bathroom because what I can see from here says otherwise. It looks more like an office because I see an office desk with books on it, a chair and everything that should be in an office but what I didn't prepare to see is the three men in the room/office, one is leaning on the desk swirling a gun around his index finger, the second one is standing a few feet apart from him looking down at the third guy who's kneeling in front of them with his hands tied at his back and from the little I can see from here, he's been badly beaten.
I immediately sober up, should I call 911? I can't make out what they're saying because of the loud music playing down and I can't see their faces either because the one with the gun has his back to me and tho other one standing has a hood over his head but I see the one on the floor and he looks like he needs help.
The rational part of me is screaming at me to leave the place but y'all know that saying about curiosity killing a cat? Yeah, I have a feeling that i might be that cat today. My eyes go from the gun swinging in his hand to the man kneeling on the floor, I can tell he's begging for his life with the desperate look on his face as he's talking, my eye goes back to the guy holding the gun hoping to God that that's a fake gun or he'll at least not kill this guy. I watch as the gun swirls around his finger three more times before he steadies it on him palm and before I could blink he pulls the trigger, sending a bullet through the head of the man kneeling, his blood splashes out and his Body goes limp on the floor.
A gasp escapes my lips and my clutch slips and falls on my leg, the metallic edge hits directly on my already sore big toe "shit!" I curse out loud. Oh fuck! I slap my hand over my mouth as soon as I realize what just happened. They heard me and guess where everyone's attention is right now? It's on me!!!! I'm sure they can't see me yet because it's dark out here but I can see their faces now because it's turned to me and when I see the face of the person holding that pistol. I freeze on my spot for a second.
I need to get out of here fast, if I can get into the crowd maybe they won't catch me. I pick my clutch from the ground and run as fast as my heels could let me. I saw something I wasn't supposed to see and I'm pretty sure they saw me peeping so I'm very surprised that no one is chasing after me. Maybe they didn't see me or maybe they did, either ways, I don't know why they're not coming after me but that's even scarier. Anyways, I'm leaving here regardless
Everyone down at the club is still dancing and drinking like a man didn't just loose his life up there, walking through these drunk horny dumbasses was a bit hard this time around but I made it through to the bar again. My heart is racing and I'm looking frantically around for anybody who looks suspicious, I can't get the face of the man that was shot out of my head, the look on his face as life left his body, his blood spluttered everywhere, the face of the man holding the pistol...it's all just embedded in my memory
My phone dings and I recieve a notification, my ride has arrived. Whew! Thank goodness, it was hard to not run out of the club. I make sure to cross check if the details of the car that came to pick me is the same with that on the bolt app. Call me dramatic but I've watched enough crime movies, I know what will happen next and trust me I'm not ready to die yet.
I take deep breaths with my head rested on the cold leather seat cover as I replay that whole scene again, I wish I didn't go up there, I should have just stayed down at the bar or kept dancing with that creepy dude just something else that wasn't going up to that room. I just hope they didn't see my face, the hallway was dark and none of them ran after me, maybe they thought it was something else, maybe a rat ? No! That's dumb, rats don't curse. I try to push all these to the back of mind for now, I just want to get home and sleep.
I bask in the warm and comforting feeling my house brings me as soon as I step in, I feel safer now that I'm home and away from those killers. The first things I take off are my shoes, my leg is killing me, I throw them to the side and put on my flip flops, this is so much better, I sigh in relief.
The first thing I notice when I step into my room is an unfamiliar scent, none of my perfumes smell like that, it smells really nice though. I turn my lights on and close the door behind me but the next thing I see doesn't let me take a step further
"Surprise"
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CESARE's P.O.V
"Come in" I say to the person who just knocked on my office door. The door opens and closes, it's Tito. He comes in and bows slightly
"Did you find him?" I ask relaxing into my chair.
"Yes, he's down at the basement, we caught him at the airport, he was trying to leave the country
I chuckle "bring him here"
"Yes boss" he turns and walks out of the office. Yet another scrawny little rat trying to steal from me. People should already know better than to do that. I love when people try to defy me though, it's another opportunity to show them just what I'm capable of. I turn my attention back to my laptop so I can finish up what I was doing before Tito comes back
Few more minutes and there's a knock on the door again, I already know who it is "come in". I don't look at them until they're in my line of sight. Tito pushes Jose down to his knees in front of my desk, I see that Tito already did quite the work on him, his left eye is already swollen and closed up, his lips busted and the right side of his head is bleeding, his hands are tied behind his back and there's a duct tape across his mouth.
As soon as his knees hit the floor, he starts saying something which only comes out as muffles because his mouth is taped but there's this look on his face, one that I know too well and one that infact makes me very happy, to confirm my suspicion I nod at Tito and he forcefully rips it out pulling some of the hairs around his mouth along with it. That must have hurt but he didn't show it on his face.
I relax back into my chair to watch the scene unfold "please! Please boss, don't kill me!! My mum is sick and I needed money for her treatment boss, I-I...." He's cut off by a punch directly on his nose by Tito. Tito gets more pissed at thieves than betrayers. My face remains stoic and expressionless, It's always like that, this way nobody ever knows what I'm thinking.
I stand up grabbing my pistol from the table and walk over to the front, I sit back on the edge of the table and cross my right leg over my left and my left arm under my right which is twirling my pistol in it's index finger as I listen and watch this pussy beg for his life, whatever made him think he can steal from me and get away with it. What a pathetic looser he is, if he was going to steal from me then at least he shouldn't have gotten caught, he can't even take his punishment like a man. I don't have the time to waste on pussies
He opens his mouth to say something else but I don't even wait for the words to leave his mouth, I steady the pistol and send a bullet through his head, his blood splatters on my wall
"Shit!"
I pause and turn to Tito to see that's he's giving me the same look, he heard it too, my eyes fly to the door and I notice the door is cracked open but I can't see who because the hallway is dark, I'm sure whoever it is can see us and saw what happened. The smirk I had on my face is replaced by a cold hard look, that sounded feminine, some clutters and the faint sound of the reproaching footsteps confirms my suspicion. I couldn't hear it so clearly because of the music but I know clearly the sound of heels when I hear one.
Tito starts going after her but I stop him "don't go after her, you'll create a scene down there, check the cameras and get me her info"
"Yes boss" he replies and quickly walks out of my office.
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First chapter down, did you guys like the switch in pov's or I should stick to one?
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