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I walk up and down the green grass of my backyard that never sees me as the sun exacerbates the itchiness of my skin.
“Got it!” she says.
“Thank fuck,” I whisper to myself rushing over to her as she explains the code to me. It’s my fucking lucky day as I realize the code is a name and an address.
Chapter 22
Evelina
I’vejustgottenoutof the shower and I’m drying my hair when I hear my doorbell ringing. I expected to hear back from my capo by phone, not through a visit. This excites me because if he’s chosen to stop by, rather than call it means that they’ve gotten me a little present. I slip into my robe and slippers and yell, “Just a minute!” in a voice that just screams happiness.
Usually, I don’t encourage them to bring bodies to my home but it’s nighttime and outside is too dark for anyone to tell, I hope and, in any case, I can’t say that I’m not tripping over myself to see Julissa in a body-bag. Victory is in every step that I take and it just feels like, FINALLY. The closer I get to the door, the lighter I feel as if the weight I’ve been carrying for almost two years is being taken off my back. I can fucking breathe again.
I skip to the door, popping it open to see no-one. I reach for my weapon resting on the table by the door and as I step forward to do a search outside, I trip over a box. Oh, I breathe. It’s just a package. I wrinkle my brows as I try to recall if I ordered anything or if I asked for anything to be delivered. I pick the box up and it’s heavy. I shake it and whatever is in there bounces against the side of the cardboard.
I wonder if my capo’s delivered something of Julissa as a little tease. I hope that’s it, otherwise whatever this is will be disappointing. After putting the lock on my door, I head to the kitchen for a box cutter, hoping for that surprise. Maybe it’s a piece of her jewelry or her most prized weapon or a bunch of stuff of hers. I stab into the box in a haste, ripping it open and my eyes widen as I stare at the severed head in plastic wrap. There’s so much plastic wrap that I can’t see any features but I’m positive that it must be Julissa’s. It couldn’t be anyone else. There’s a note that falls to the floor as I lift the head out but I ignore it, rushing to unwrap the head in a giggle. Trying to roll it out of the wrap is taking way too long and I’m too fucking ecstatic to wait for much longer. I use the box cutter to make slits in the sides so that I can just lift off the wrap in two thick bunches of plastic.
I hold my breath for the reveal and I’m frozen as I look at the head of one of the fucking foot soldiers. That bitch! I storm to watch the footage of my door camera and I see the slut dropping the package off before turning to the camera with a smile. I let out the loudest fucking scream I’ve ever heard from myself. I’m sure the walls shook a little. I make my way back downstairs to find the fucking note. I grab it off the floor and unfold it, only managing to scream some more as it reads,Next time, don’t mess up my fucking house. J. x
I rub my nose as hot air rushes from it and I brace against my kitchen counter. I can feel how far my eyelids have peeled back from my eyes. She knows where I live so she thinks she’s got one over me? If she thought she was dead before, she’s fucking more dead now.
Chapter 23
Julissa
IknowI’vepissedEvelina off and I don’t know enough about the bitch to know how she’ll retaliate. It took a fucking long time for me to get this fucking place clean. Lucky for me, Marco knew a couple people who clean dodgy crime scenes who have beef with the Mafia. So, while I stayed in a hotel for a few days, they came by, got rid of the bodies and I returned to find my door replaced and my carpets cleaner than I’d ever seen them since I moved in. That cost me a pretty penny and I’ve got hundreds of recruits to pay and pimpshits to feed. I don’t have fucking money to spend every time Evelina wants to throw a tantrum. If the girl had any fucking sense she’d be on our side but the heartless bitch seems to have lost a few brain cells. I call up Ren, because I’m going to need his help in making this place secure.
“Hey, handsome, long time no talk,” I speak in a sultry tone. I’m going to need him to do this for me for free and I know he wants to fuck me so I’m hoping this works.
“Hey beautiful,” he returns in a smooth tone that ripples through my body. For fuck sake, Julissa. You’re the one who’s supposed to be seducing him. Stay focused.
“How’ve you been?” I ask, pretending that I’m not just calling to ask him for a favor.
I hear him smile over the phone. “What do you want, gorgeous?” he asks.
Crap. Well, I guess I’m too fucking transparent. I laugh. “Who says I want anything?” I act offended.
“I can hear it in your tone. You’re never this fucking seductive when you talk to me,” he says.
I’m gonna have to be a lot less see through if I want him to do it for free but he’s not an idiot so I confess. “Okay, you caught me,” I respond in a playful tone. “Here’s the thing. I’ve just had a run in with a bunch of amateurs and although I managed to stop them, I don’t want anymore of them busting in here and messing up my place again. Do you think you could hook me up with some stronger security and a few booby traps that’ll be there just in case, to catch them before I can?”
“When do you want it?” he asks me.
“I’d love it right now,” I respond, suggesting something else.
He laughs in shock. “How do you even know I have what you need?” he asks.
“Well, don’t you?” I ask.
“I guess I do have some in stock. I’ll see you in half an hour,” he tells me.
“See you soon,” I say, my tone sweet as honey.
I hang up the phone, shower and change into something that’ll give him a little incentive. I put on a mini skirt that’s barely even that, if I’m honest. It’s just two inches below the crotch and ass. I pair that with a thong and a tight shirt sitting on top of my ribcage. I’m being so obvious and I don’t care one bit. I need him to know what he’s working for or at least have him think that he knows.
I’m done just in time to hear the doorbell ring and I run downstairs to see his silhouette with a backpack on and other bags in his hands. I fix my boobs to make sure that they’re sitting right before I open the door.
“Hey.” I smile at him, leaning on the door.
