"So, you will let them stay?" Sera tried.
"I'll see when the moment for the decision comes."
"Alright, then I'll send a notice to whoever lives in the 4th Doune-"
"No one lives there," I mumbled. "Though there have been offers. I'm still looking into them. Those were the only vacant townhouses. The 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9. The 1, 2, 3, 10, 11, 12, and 13 are all with tenants I've looked into. Two of them with French and Scottish heritage, one of them with Saudi Arabian and English heritage, one is Spanish, one has Brazilian and Australian heritage, and the other two are fully Scottish. All paying £170.000 per month, with an entry of £230.000." I sipped from my Scotch.
Sera jumped, "Let me help you move out from the 8th to the 4th then, Cassie," she grabbed our friend's hand and yanked her from the bed.
"Do men also get crazy like this for pussy?" Cassie mocked, trying to adjust her footing. "It's just a women, Sera, Jesus Christ. You got laid by a hot man two days ago!"
"I prefer pussy over cocks, though cocks are amazing," she said in the most blunt tone ever that got me choking on my Scotch. "To be bisexual is a blessing, you two are losing over here. We could be enjoying each-"
"AHHHHH," me and Cassie shouted to make her shut up.
"We've talked about this, Ivory," I gasped. "No orgy involving us!"
"Don't make it weird," Cassie cried.
"Then don't pussy-block me!" Sera scoffed.
"The saying goes differently, it's cock-block."
She glared at me, "Not when I'm craving for her pussy."
"SERAPHINAAAAA!" We growled.
Sera burst out laughing, "Ugh, I love when your cheeks flush!"
"More like frust, from frustrating," I mumbled under my breath. "Now, out. I need time alone, you're suffocating me. Seeing your faces for 10 days straight is a curse."
"Seleneeee," Cassie pouted.
"Aye, aye, a blessing," that made them beam and I rolled my eyes. "Out, before I kick you out myself!"
"How lovely," Cassie mocked.
"As brute as a mare," Sera muttered and I glared at her. "I'm out!"
Then they ran down the stairs and out of my place, and by my room' balcony, I was able to see them closing the door and going to Cassie's place, the 8 Doune, disappearing inside. Only then, I let out a breath of relief.
Picking up my secret phone, I flipped the Samsung open, added the seven layers of passwords, and went through my contacts, but before I could press call on a specific one, my official phone rang over my bed.
Letting out a curse, I walked towards my iPhone and picked it up, as Formula by Labrinth, the ring tone I set for none-special contacts, rang, and as my eyes met the glowing screen, it read 'Doctor Carla Montinari🦋'. Taking a deep annoyed breath, I counted to three and picked the call.
"Selene speaking," I said with no emotions.
"Hi, sweetheart," she beamed loudly on the other side, making me physically cringe. "I'm sorry to call out of nowhere, I just wanted to know if it would be okay if I dropped by your place right now. I'm in the area, and a client just call me to have an urgent consult at the hour were had initially agreed on. So, will that be okay? Or are you busy?"
I'm busy enjoying my Scotch, is that excuse enough? "It's fine."
"Ah, I'm accompanied, will that be fine?"
I put my glass down, "By your older brother?"
"Oh? No. By his best friend. He'll live there with his 3 best friends. Both are his friends since childhood, and they are working in somethings together. It'll be better than renting five townhouses with you!"
Well, I couldn't care less, as long as they don't cause me trouble. "You wouldn't be able to do that even if you wanted, Doctor Carla. There are only 3 townhouses available here in Doune Terrace. The other three that were vacant are mine, Cassie, and Sera's."
"They live in the 6th and 8th, right?" So, her memory is kinda good.
"Sera lives on the 8th, so she's moving to the 4th. The 5th, 8th, and 9th will be available," I stared at my sharp jet black polished nails. "You have eyes on the 5th and 9th, right?"
"Wait, the 8th is available? The one next to yours?" I hummed in agreement. "Okay, don't rent that one yet. I'll be with you in 9 minutes!"
Before I could say another word, she hanged up on my face.
She hanged up on my face.
"Hah," I scowled. "Should not rent it to her just because of this?"
Throwing my iPhone on my bed, I untied my robe and put it over the blood red velvet couch in front of my bed, and walked naked to the bar where I had left my secret Samsung Flip. Grabbing it, I headed to my closet. Putting the phone open over the island of my closet, I pressed on the contact I was about to call when the gynecologist interrupted my peace. Pressing the button to make the call go to the speaker, I turned around and began to pick the clothes I'll use for my quick meeting with Carla Montinari.
"I told you not to call me like this, Selene!" His old voice spoke.
I couldn't hold my grin, "I had to speak with you, old man, and you have been avoiding me, you think I didn't notice. The last five times I came around London, you ran out of the headquarters not to meet me. That hurt my heart," for the shoes, I picked my black Puma Mayze Women's Chelsea Boots. "You are my Godfather, ain't that too heartless."
"Selene!"
"Heathcliff," I countered in the same tone, picking a grey cashmere long-sleeved mid dress from Loro Piana. "I'll be dropping by your officer tomorrow at 3 pm, Heathcliff Keaton Bryant, and you better be there. You are not just my boss, you were close friends with my birth parents, and you are my Godfather, so do not push me away like this." I let out frustrated.
"It's exactly because you are precious to me that I do not want to give you what you want, dear. Your parents were extremely skilled and professional Obsidian agents, and look at what happened to them. I don't want you to… I don't want to risk losing you like I lost them. They would never forgive me from up there from this!" He sighed tiredly. "Going after revenge isn't good for your soul, Selene, dear."
I clenched my jaw, "It's not just revenge, uncle Heath."
"That's the main reason, Selene."
Ugh, "No. It's justice."
"How would you be able to go something they didn't? You are all by yourself, dear. They had four hands to search and died, and they were not the only ones who did. This mission-"
"I can do it!" I have their journals.
"How? Do you have their journals?"
"No," I lied, knowing very well he'll try to confiscate them, I've been lying about not having them for years, even before I knew about their importance. "I'll look into everything from the beginning. We have way more ways and technologies to do that now, uncle Heath. My parents had little resources with the technology of 24 years ago," taking a deep breath, I kept my temper in check. "We have them now."
"But this mission also grew to other heights with time, Selene. It's absolutely more dangerous than it was years ago. I'm scared for you!"
Sigh, "Uncle Heath, you're the head of the MI6, you command all of our division, and I may not the of the highest of the ranks on the Obsidian division, but I'm higher than my parents were. You should be scared for the people involved, not for me."
"Back then, we weren't as big as now, dear. If it were nowadays, your parents would probably be from your rank, if not higher. You are very young yet, younger than they were, as they were 32 years old each when they died," they had me when they were 29. "Why don't you wait and-"
"No!" I snapped. "I'm done waiting."