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"It's bad. I think maybe if I open the windows and air it out, it might help some, but there's no question that it's going to take some bleach, too. Lots of bleach." Jenny nodded slowly. "Okay. So . . . we need bleach. And vinegar and baking soda." At my questioning glance, she explained, "It's good for cleaning sinks and showers and toilets. Great for deodorizing, too." She looked back at my car. "It's not furnished, is it?"

I have high hopes that today is going to be a good day, and do you know why? I’ll tell you why. Ethan Reed. I didn’t think I would see him this early in the day but the heavens are on my side. I'm on my way to the recording studio to meet with the only member of RAZE who is actually nice to me, Alexander. We aren't what you would call friends, but he’s one of the few people who recognize my skills as a producer.

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John looked at me with worry seeping through his eyes. "Five guys." I sighed faintly, shaking my head. I didn't even feel pathetic because though there were five guys against one, I managed to knock 2.5 of them out. I turned around and opened my car door. "Where are you going?" Shane asked as I started to get in the car. "To get some fucking alcohol swabs." I shut the car door behind me and sped off before they could stop me. When I got back to my house after going to the convenient store and buying some bandages and disinfectant to clean the cuts, I noticed an extra car on the driveway.

The Pacific roared just beyond the cliffs, thunder hidden somewhere in the dark belly of the sky. Amara sat in her armchair, black silk robe gathered loosely at the waist, a glass of red wine balanced in her hand. Across from her, Kaylee leaned over a laptop, screens glowing with newsfeeds, encrypted chatter, and the occasional burst of celebratory media hysteria over Vale’s spectacular implosion. Kaylee smirked without humor. “They’ve practically crucified him. Every channel, every blog, even the gossip rags. He’s radioactive.” “Of course he is.” Amara’s voice was calm, but her gaze was sharp on the screen. “Ethan wouldn’t settle for anything less.”

Brent was typing frantically, bleeding the stock dry pound by pound, executing my revenge with flawless precision. On the screen, Lyle stared at the tablet. The numbers were dropping so fast it was making him dizzy. His empire – the untouchable fortress he had spent a decade building – was being systematically, violently dismantled in real – time. He scrolled down the screen, his fingers shaking uncontrollably. I knew exactly what he was looking for. He wanted to see the name of the proxy firm that had initiated the kill shot. Sovereign Bloom Capital. Lyle’s breath caught in his throat. I watched his eyes widen in pure, unadulterated terror as the memory of my dark, merciless eyes at the gal

“What do I do now?” “Grab his phone and insert the drive and I will do the rest” I reached into his pockets and took out his phone, then I took the drive and connected it to his phone. It took a minute for Rheagar to tap into his phone, “Holy shit” he breathed out. “What’s wrong?” I asked nervous. “We found it, a Swiss account with over a hundreds of million in it” I felt relief to know that the money was still there, “He also used your name to open the account” Rheagar informs me, I stare back at him and I was disgusted.

She laughs throwing her head back and nodding while she drains his shirt, twisting it with her hands. "You know what? Fucking Screw this shit!....he wants clean laundry? he'll have clean laundry!" I get up, grabbing all the clothes we had already finished, and ball everything up together in a big mountain pile. I grab the bottle of bleach and pour the whole liquid on top of his clothes. Mind I say most of his clothes are either business suits, or dark-colored, but mainly, business attire. I drain every ounce of that bottle and let it sit for a few minutes, before I rinse, and hang it to dry. Now, to wait for his reaction!

only her. Jade's POV That was amazing, I guess I can check kitchen sex off the list. I looked over at Blake as he pulled his sweatpants up, his back decorated with new marks and some of them cut deep enough that they were starting to bleed, "I really think I should trim my nails." I said. He walked up to me and took my hands in his, "I thought we already talked about this." he smiled. "Yeah but you're bleeding."