THIRD PERSON POV
"Fasten your seatbelts please." The slightly automated voice had Teq awake.
"Okay." She fastened her seatbelt, her mouth ajar in a long yawn.
The tires of the aircraft screeched as it landed, steadily slowing down from it's speed till it came to a complete halt.
She gathered herself together and was ready to alight from the craft. Locking gazes with Mae, the latter rolled her eyes, looking away.
'What had her panties jumbled in
"So I'm just going to assume you didn't do a background check on me." I smiled and Storm smirked in return, taking his eyes off the lonely road to spare me a glance."On a second note, how about you wow me, what do you know about me?""Really?""Sure c'mon." I pressed."Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details.""Like?""You have people dear to your heart, Reynolds, Renata and Lauren the old widow.""Don't call her that!" I flipped."Sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He apologized, a bit laid-back."Wait how did you even find out I go by Roxanne? It's not even on my birth certificate or records.""I have my ways?""Riiiight." I drawled.
“Hello boss.” They strolled into the holding house where Storm had been awaiting them in the dimly lit basement.“Why’s he all battered?” “He tried to shoot Jack and Maureen.”“Motherfucker.” Storm chuckled while the rest stood at various sides of the small room.“Give us a minute.” He said and they all excused him, all except Tequila.“As I heard, you had something to say?”“I’m not saying nothing.” Ross was being stubborn.
"So I'm just going to assume you didn't do a background check on me." I smiled and Storm smirked in return, taking his eyes off the lonely road to spare me a glance."On a second note, how about you wow me, what do you know about me?""Really?""Sure c'mon." I pressed."Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details.""Like?""You have people dear to your heart, Reynolds, Renata and Lauren the old widow.""Don't call her that!" I flipped."Sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He apologized, a bit laid-back."Wait how did you even find out I go by Roxanne? It's not even on my birth certificate or records.""I have my ways?""Riiiight." I drawled.
"Where's she?" Maureen asked out loud."Doing whore shii." Maeve laughed."Maeve..." Storm raised a brow."Sorry boss." She apologized immediately."Sorry guys, I'm here, so so sorry I'm late." Teq rushed down the stairs."The princess arrives." Maeve mocked."Simmer down, evil stepmother." She fired back, winning the unspoken, unofficial wit battle.They'd all just arrived from the previous house with their stuff and despite the fact that Tequila was welcome at Storm's place, she still thought it wise to pick a room in the employee building.She was setting down her things and took a bit too long, thereby delaying the rest of the employees at the meeting held downstairs."Who's today's topic?""No one." Storm smiled up at her."Why?"
Cin's POV"You didn't come in to say goodnight last night." She took a seat referring to me as I dusted the counter. I worked as the store's attendant and other functions did pop up as days went by."I was tired and I also didn't want to wake you up. Besides, I'm not a kid.""The more reason to check on old Lauren.""You're not old you're just…""Elderly?" She teased, a smile perched on her lips."Not the word I was looking for.""But one I'm familiar with." I frowned in return."With a frown marred across your face like that, you're never going to find a man.""A lady's life is not just all about finding a man and becoming a missus, some of us enjoy solitude and being free enough to do things without considering other people's emotions.""You won't gro
"So I'm just going to assume you didn't do a background check on me." I smiled and Storm smirked in return, taking his eyes off the lonely road to spare me a glance."On a second note, how about you wow me, what do you know about me?""Really?""Sure c'mon." I pressed."Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details.""Like?""You have people dear to your heart, Reynolds, Renata and Lauren the old widow.""Don't call her that!" I flipped."Sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He apologized, a bit laid-back."Wait how did you even find out I go by Roxanne? It's not even on my birth certificate or records.""I have my ways?""Riiiight." I drawled.