"Hey," she approached Brant, she licked her lips, "I really need to go somewhere… with him." She looked at Dom, knowing fully well that both men could go head on like cocks if they were given the opportunity to."I'll be fine, I promise." She assured him when she saw the worried look on his face.He nodded and stood up, but she did not expect what came next.He crashed his lips on hers, kissing her aggressively and possessively.It took her by surprise, her eyes were wide with shock. By the time she could process what was happening and decide whether to reciprocate the kiss or push him away, he pulled away and walked out as though nothing happened.She turned to Dom who had a stoic look on his face. He stared at Fabiola without blinking, making the situation more awkward than it already was.She spun on heels, turning her face away from him.She took the opportunity to lick her lips, tasting Brantley's mouth. It made her blush for a moment.Good thing she had her back to Dom.The kiss
"Oh My Goodness!" Fabiola held her hand over her mouth when she stepped in and saw what made Dom stop in his tracks.It was the same man she'd led into the condo, he leaned back in his chair, but with a bullet holrle in his head and one to the neck.Blood oozed out.It was a fresh dead, probably in the early hours of the morning."Poor him," she said coldy. "He probably messed with the wrong people."That's what happens when you mess with the Cartel," Dom said.'Or the Vert's.' Fabiola said mentally."Let's see if we could find any clue." Fabiola suggested."Do you think they would leave any evidence behind?" Dom reasoned."Maybe he wasn't killed by the Glacier Cartel, maybe he was working on another case." She argued."Gloves?" She asked.He pulled out a pair of disposable gloves from his trousers pocket and handed it to her.He had his black gloves on as usual.They searched through the already scattered files on the floor and table, but they were random papers with bills and other s
"I'd love to go talk to the prisoners." She said, standing up on her feet."Fabby Princess?" Pops called.She turned to face him."Are you certain that you know where to find Mr Glacier?" He asked."I wouldn't say certain, it was a one time thing, but if you'd allow me to continue my job, I could get you more info." She decided to pull the guilt card on him.She watched him reflect on it for a moment."Ok, but you'll have someone with you." He finally said."No Pops, no one, not even you. I think I can pull it off the same way I started it." She said firmly."Fabiola I…" he started to object."You need to trust me, and trust that you'll be the first person I'll call if I sense danger. I'm not gonna wait for the threat to be enormous before pulling you in." She furrowed her eyebrows, pulling a half puppy face."You are asking me to give myself a heart attack." Pops stated.She laughed softly, "It would not happen." Somehow, she was coming here being angry and worried because of what Br
"Monty?" She called out unconsciously. It was the Monty she knew, the one she'd beaten up that night at the bar. His face was beyond recognition, if not of his familiar big self and his arms tattoos, she probably would not have recognized him.Both men were in a much more shitty condition compared to the other Monty…. Monty I Both men could barely open their eyes, talk less of moving. "Why is pops keeping them alive?" She asked herself, furrowing her brows."He thought that you might want to take a look at them before he… you know….? Dom said behind her.She jerked off in fright."What the fuck are you doing sneaking behind me?" She scolded him.He looked at her innocently."Pops told me to join you down here." He replied.She quickly thought about her conversation with Monty I. "How long have you been here?" She asked Dom."I just got here, why?" He asked back.She glanced at him with her side eye, "don't ask me questions." She snapped."Don't ask me questions." He mimicked her voi
"Everytime you look at that girl," he said, motioning to the portrait. She did not bother turning to gauge it."... I want you to remember who you are. And remember that there is someone out there willing to do anything just to see that same personality as that little beautiful chubby princess with dark curly long hair." If her heart was beating fast earlier, now it felt as though it was turning at the pace of a functioning fan, making it feel as though her heart was not beating at all.Somehow, she forgot everything and only the memories of that little girl came flooding in.She unconsciously smiled."I Saw your family portrait in your room, even though you tried to hide it. I know that the fire consumed it too, but if you want, I could paint another one for you." He suggested.Her eyes shot brighter, she looked up at him in amazement."You can do that?" She asked in an unusual humble tone.He nodded. " I will." He promised."I'll get you a picture so that…" she started."Remember t
Despite the overdosed morphine, she still felt a pang of pain, maybe it was just a psychological phenomenon but all the same, she tried her best to ignore it.He leaned down and kissed her lip, preying her mouth open with his tongue as he deepened the kiss and squeezed her butt.She did not fully reciprocate the kiss, but she did not completely shut him off either, but he could still detect her reluctance.He broke off, " why do you seem not interested in anything today?" Frost asked."Because like I said, I had a tough week plus I'm pretty nervous looking forward to my new job." She did not sound rude though, he let her attitude pass off as her being nervous.They chatted a little before they parted ways.Monty was not around to show her around or lead her downstairs, but she knew where to find the mask, surprisingly, the locker was opened.She grabbed her gas mask and made her way down to the vaporized bar.It took the grace of God for her not to forget everything and jam to the musi
"This is Phoebe, and she will be training you from now on." The boss announced, still in auto tunes.The women only nodded."It is just a weekend thing right?" She whispered to him.She had to be certain that their agreement still stood."As agreed, yes." He replied. "Perhaps, you could create more time within the week." He said."I've got a day job, so …" she started."I know." He cut her in.She furrowed her brows, but not conspicuously."How do you know? I do not remember mentioning it to you." She asked suspiciously."Isn't it obvious, you would have been at the club even during the day if it were otherwise." He explained.It was tangible, but she did not buy it.She did not argue though."I'll leave you alone while you work." He said and took his leave.She stared at his back as he walked out of view, 'his manner of moving was very unfamiliar. This guy was technically shorter than most of the men she knew.' she thought. 'not too short though, because he still towered over her.' S
When Fabiola was done with the women, she was blindfolded again and taken back to the club. It was already after 2 am in the night when she got back to the club.She was surprised to see Frost still loitering around the vicinity even at that time.He was busy talking to someone. It gave her the chance to walk past him without him taking note of her.When she got back to the pub, she took the plastic bag which contained her stuff, stuff she'd secured in the trash.She could not risk going home before heading out again, Pop's shadows might likely pick on her tail again. Today was the perfect day to visit the police station. It is Saturday, the place would definitely be crowded with drunk people getting into trouble at randa, especially teenages. Making it the perfect atmosphere to get in and out without much scrutiny.She kept her blond wig on but changed her outfit. She wore a blue sleeveless mini body hugging gown. For one of the few times, she wore stilettos.She strolled a few blo