LOGINBRITTANY'S POV Diego pulled away and smiled softly at me and then he patted my hair gently.My heart melted at the gesture. Why was I thinking too much about his gestures? Diego was just being nice. Had I really been starved of affection and care that I was now reading meaning into Diego's actions?Of course. That was it…It made sense. My mom never showed me affection, and I didn't get it from anyone else growing up.And then I met Bryan and I was really sure he loved me but I was wrong. Margie was the only one who made me feel care, affection and other nice emotions.It was a wonder I grew up well despite being starved of so much as a kid. I guess, I grew in the opposite way then instead of growing up the way kids who had similar childhood experiences usually turned out.Not that I had any idea what that meant. “Are you okay?” He asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I nodded and glanced at the crime scene again _ well, it was a crime, wasn't it?I swallowed painfully and glanced
BRITTANY'S POV Diego was watching me with a worried expression, as his eyes roamed my face.I couldn't help but smile. He was so sweet. I couldn't believe he was the same guy who barked at me in the hallway of the hotel because I bumped into his boss.He even thought I was a spy who targeted Zayne on purpose. Back then, I was so scared, I would have collapsed if Zayne hadn't been there.Ironically, Zayne turned out to be the scary one. “Are you okay? You've been looking around frantically…I've been beside you for a while and you didn't even notice me.” He said.I smiled tightly at him. “I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something.” I told him.“What were you thinking about? Did someone mess with you? Was it a customer?” He asked.His voice had gone hard and I immediately shook my head and waved my hands to assure him.“No, nothing like that. I'm fine.” I replied, but he still looked worried and didn't look like he was about to let it go.But I couldn't tell him about my plans to
BRITTANY'S POV I watched her walk away as my heart started to beat a bit faster again. How the hell did she know my last name?And what was the threat about? ‘I’ll regret coming here?’ Fuck her, I already did.I regretted meeting Zayne in the first place. I should have ignored him on the dance floor and I shouldn't have left the club with him.That was where it all started. I wouldn't have met him again if I had never met him in the first place. Even though I still ended up bumping into him outside the hotel at Bryan's wedding, it wouldn't have meant anything.We wouldn't have known each other. I would have just apologized and he might have ignored me and we would have both gone our separate ways.It was all his fault. This whole thing with Barbara was his fault as well. All because he couldn't keep it in his pants.“That was way too intense, whoa.” Ria exclaimed, finally breaking the silence.I turned towards them, “I'm sorry for dragging you both into my mess. You even got pushed.
BRITTANY'S POV “Fuck!” Ria's exclamation was the first to break the silence in the break room just as Barbara stepped in.She stopped in her tracks and her eyes landed on me. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at the heavy glare she sent my way.“What are you doing here? You're supposed to be out there serving tables!” She snapped.I smiled sweetly at her.“There isn't much to do…the club is half empty and all the other girls are on the same shift at the moment.” I said to her.She scoffed and walked closer towards us. She looked like she was about to hit me.Before she could come any closer, Ria got to her feet and got in front of her.“Barbara… let it go. We were just talking, is that a crime?” She asked. Barbara looked between the two of us and moved her eyes to Penny who was standing behind us.She burst into a psychotic laughter for several seconds. All three of us exchanged perplexed glances.Uh…what the hell was wrong with her anyway? What in the world could be funny about th
BRITTANY'S POVDiego led me to the underground club and this time, the route we took didn't look so complicated.But it didn't matter anyway. It wasn't like it was a route that led out of here. The most it could do for me was give me the chance to move from the club to my room without waiting for anyone to escort me back to my room.Diego left me at the door and left while speaking into the watch on his hand. I assumed it was Zayne calling him.I realized that I've never seen anyone here with a phone except the customers of course.But all of Zayne's men walked around with some kind of device that looked like a wristwatch around their wrists.Stealing a phone to make a call wouldn't be so easy. But, wouldn't it be easier to get close to a customer than Zayne's men?I suppose things could have been different but they were definitely going to find me acting friendly with them suspicious when Zayne already declared me his only plaything that is off limits to them.It would definitely be
BRITTANY'S POVI was lost in thoughts for several minutes and Diego had to call my name several times before I snapped out of my thoughts.“Huh?” I stuttered, distracted as my eyes searched the floor. It was empty. There was no blood on the floor, and no dead woman either.I blinked severally and looked up at Diego.“Oh, sorry…were you saying something?” I asked. He let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair.He looked…nervous. Why…“I'm sorry you had to see that. Zayne doesn't think sometimes, I swear. He shouldn't have let you see that.” He mumbled.I smiled softly. Was he apologizing on Zayne's behalf? I can't believe this…“Are you apologizing for him or something?” I asked. He shrugged, his eyes filled with remorse.“You could say that. He's not all that bad, he's just cranky today.” He said.I frowned.“He's always cranky. And yes, he's bad. Who kills someone for no reason at all? Is that how it is in the Mafia? Y’all just kill for fun? I thought that only happened in life a





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