Chapter 10

Grayson

I invite them in and they take a seat on the grey couch. I bite my tongue, not wanting to remember what I've seen, but every time I look at this couch, I think of Scarlett fucking RD.

Yeah. I've walked in on them fucking and watched for half a minute before going back upstairs to my room to fuck my hand.

I wouldn't say that I enjoyed watching it but my dick got hard nonetheless.

"Grayson. How long as it been, a year?"

"Actually a month," RD answers and shrug.

I try to hold in the laugh. A year? Really? We fucking met like four or five weeks ago.

Tobias grins at me and stretch his legs apart, making himself at home. That bastard.

"Five hundred thousand is in the bag. You can count it if you want."

I shake my head but deep down I know I'm gonna count this money later. I don't trust these assholes. Not that it matters 'coz we're swimming in money, but I don't like to be lied to.

All of a sudden, Tobias and Matteo seems to be distracted so I turn to see what seems to get their attention.

Fucking hell.

My mouth drops open but I quickly recover.

There she is. In a black see-through dress, its long this time but what's the point of wearing it when I can see her bra and underwear.

I whistle and laugh. She's testing my patience.

"Good evening, gentlemen," she greets as she takes a seat next to Tobias.

"Who is this beautiful woman?" he asks, his eyes falling down her body.

"Scarlett," she introduces while shaking his hand.

They stare at each other for like five minutes so I clear my throat. "Yes, thank you for the money. I think we're done here."

"Oh, don't be ridiculous, Gray. You didn't even pour them a drink."

She bends and tilts the bottle, pouring Tobias and Matteo a drink. I see Tobias whistle and stare at her back and then her ass, as he scratches his goatee.

The blood within me starts to boil.

She pours him a drink and make a small conversation with them before Tobias says something that makes me turn my head towards him.

"Get on my lap, baby girl."

"I won't say that if I were you," Ash warns from the corner.

Yes. I feel it coming. She's going to teach him a lesson.

"Why? Can't she sit on my lap? Is she taking daddy's orders?"

I lean back into my seat and smirk. She's going to explode.

Just as I see her stand up, I smile but my smile is instantly wiped off my face when she settles on his lap, making herself comfortable on his groin.

For fuck sakes.

She whispers something in his ear and he laughs turning me into a ticking bomb.

One, two, three. One, two, three. I count in my head trying to remain calm but I can't, so I stand up, reach into my pocket and throw my ninja star, right into his heart.

"What the—?" I hear Scarlett gasp.

"Why did you do that?" Ash rebukes me but that twinkle in his eye betray him. He was about to do something even worse to Tobias.

"Oh my God. Is he dead?" RD inquires, holding his hand to his mouth.

"Yeah. Pretty much. What do you call a person who has just been stabbed in the heart and isn't moving," Ash asks him sarcastically.

"A Soul?" he answers back.

"Why a soul?" Scarlett asks.

"'Coz the soul has no body now."

Scarlett giggles at his joke. I roll my eyes and walk up to Matteo while straighting my tie. "You didn't see anything. Tobias didn't come here, got it?"

He shrugs nonchalantly and shows me a thumbs up. "Got it. I'm going to go now. Bye, guys," he says, not giving a care in the world that I just killed his friend, while he takes the last sip of his drink and disappears out the door.

I walk over to Tobias and pull out my ninja star. I wipe the blood on his shirt and set it back into my pocket.

"Ash, take care of the body. RD, you can give him company."

They nod before dragging his body away. A few minutes later, I hear them speed off.

"You nearly stabbed me with that thing."

I gulp down my drink and ignore her.

"I was inches from that blade, and if it even touched me—"

"What? What if it touched you? You should've went sat on it's lap, huh?"

She looks at me confused and cocks me an eyebrow. "Are you jealous?"

I roll my eyes. I might be. A little at least.

I spin around and grab the knife from my back pocket, flinging it towards her. She's against the wall and my knife stands to the side of her, stuck in the material of her dress and the wall.

"What? Scared?" I tease before flinging another knife, this time in between her thighs, inches from her skin.

"Or this one?" I ask, throwing another knife, but this time, it's inches away from her cheeks. Strands of her hair moved with the impact of the speed.

She gasps, fear running through her.

"I'm a professional knife thrower, beautiful."

I come close to her, our lips inches away from each other as her chest fell and rose on me. I looked down, licked my lips as I saw her breast and looked back up to meet her eyes.

"Are you testing my patience?" I asked.

"Do you even have that in the first place?"

I can see she wants me but she stops.

"Why did you leave me?"

Oh shit.

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