CHAPTER SIX:THE TRIPLE THREE

She has been in the clan for days, and not once have they permitted her to leave.

It felt as though today would be unique. She looked out the window and noticed a black truck arriving; three people got out, and suddenly half of the guards began leaping in joy.

One of them appeared very gothic, clad entirely in black attire, sporting a nose ring, an eye ring, and black boots that seemed capable of feeding an entire family for a month. It seemed like Versace.

There were a guy and two girls having a dark aura around them with stains of blood in their shoes. Sweat filled up in her temples.

Everyone was in black attire except for one individual in a vibrant coat. She appearedtoo colorful yet beautiful and joyful. While everyone else descended, she was the only one who continued to leap with happiness as the other two walked off.

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SCENE IN THE CLAN

The clan was filled with guards and maids emerging to greet the Triple Three A.K.A The Trios who had just returned from their mission. They consistently succeeded in every mission, and there were three of them. They referred to themselves as the triple three.

Their names were Anna, Riley, and Jordan.

Anna continued to leap with joy at being back in her homebase.

“Hey freaking peeps, what's uuupp”She yelled as she twirled in her multi-coloured boots.

The crowd actually yelled back in confirmation.

“Annabelle, please stop it”Jordan stated. Her voice so cold and quiet you could hardly hear it but was sharp enough to shut someone up.

“oh c'mon Jordey…you should be happy to be back. You literally fell sick through out the entire journey”Anna rolled her eyes smirking and Jordan truned sharply to look at her.

“Maybe she missed her girlfrieennddd”Anna slurred teasingly.

Everybody knew Jordan was a bi-sexual and had recently broke up with her girlfriend.

Jordan's brows scrunched up in irritation yet the ice stare didn't stop Anna from teasing her,she was the only one who wasn't scared of Jordan. Even as Jordan stared in pure disgust She twirled and twerked while Riley who hasn't spoken a thing since they arrived smirked.

“Flat”he muttered.

“I heard you butthead!!”Anna yelled back still twerking and twirling.

Guard filed at their back to pack their luggages. Anna's own were the heaviest, Jordan carried a backpack alongside Riley.

They were the Triple three and yes they loved dark humor–they were also dangerous.

That's why the boss always sent them on missions and this time,they had just come back from a drug deal.

As always the clan was busy and Jordan couldn't wait to get back training with Riley.

Jordan,Riley and Annabelle.They were the clan most dangerous weapon, always going on missions and dealings.

Jordan Philips was the gothic looking one with rings and all with scents of expensive leather and cigarettesl. She was a skilled combat, rumors has it that in one of their numerous missions she had used a her bare hands specifically her finger nails to kill five men. Whenever the guards saw her nails,they shivered. That's how skilled she was. Always on black,she loved luxurious clothing and especially the Versace brand. Most especially known for her chewing of gum and consistently carrying a lighter and cigar…whenever she was frustrated everybody knew, because those ”instruments” as she called them always came in handy. And right now looking through the yards and seeing guards training,she couldn't wait to get refreshed.

Riley pierce the specialist and as the boss like to call him ”VORTEX”. He was the clan's most talented hacker. One time he had hack the Rome's biggest bank just to get back at the president for his hate speech about blacks. Yeah,he was a dark guy. So what??... He's just a Canadian.

Mostly on white, rarely black except on a mission and known as the clan's saint. He never fucked one bitch twice. The clan maids were all literally begging to be banged by Riley seemingly hearing from a maid he had a very large and thick length accompanied with his Hazel eyes which could make a lady knees go weak at the sight,his eyes a mesmerizing blend of green,gold and brown that switched color between his moods.But he had his eyes on no one at all. He was only there to get revenge on the people who murdered his parents.

Annabelle Collins the clan's most trained balde master,she welded the knives so we'll even Jordan couldn't beat her in it.

She was the most Joyful talkative in the crew and also the ”heartless joker” always in colorful attire,she smiled whenever she killed therefore when she goes silent…..Death was close-by.

Together they were the Triple three and although they weren't noisy in their comeback with the exception of Anna ,it brought a rare calm into the clan. It became as quiet as a graveyard on a rainy day. Chill and thick heavy air yet cool and calm.

As they stepped into the large hallways Jordan yawned,Riley as usual hands in pocket and Anna on her screen.

“Where’s the boss??” Jordan asked in her sharp and tiny voice.

“He’s yet to be back” Jake the head of guards answered. He was the tallest and had tattoos all over him.

“Guys sorry to break your heart but I'm fucking tired…Retreating, see ya!” Anna sashayed. Riley scoffed.

Jordan left to her room without a word so as the guards who left Riley and himself as he loved.

His room was way upstairs away from the noise of the house, away from Jordan's smoke and Anna's loud music.

He walked to his room and exhaled as he heard the click of the unlocking door.

He was about to enter his room when he heard a noise in the door opposite his.

He stopped….

Nothing.

He proceeded to open the door and then it came louder and sharper.

A voice.

He turned to the next door and opened it with the key dangling at the knob.

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The hell!!!

The plate kept on falling from the table,was the leg broken??

At least it kept me away from thinking about my frustrations for a while till I heard the knob twist.

The door opened and I gasped.

I was only in a towel.

I turned to see a black dude staring straight back at me and the first thing my eyesight caught.

His eyes.

Riley's POV

I opened the door and staring back at me was an angel wrapped in towel looking like sin itself. Those brown eyes and Cupid's lips……