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Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

I moved forward, taking the champagne glass up, I moved it to my lips to take a sip, “What are you doing?” I feel Triston’s lips on my ear. I ignored him, pushing the drink back and finishing it right then and there. I placed it down on the table before I stood up. I looked at Triston, “I’m going to the ladies' room. I’ll be right back.” I left the dining area, came into a hallway. I saw a server making their way to the area before I stopped them. I took another glass, downing it as quickly as the first. I took a bill out of my clutch and placed it on the tray. “I’ll be back soon.” I spoke to the server, “Have me a glass of vodka when I come back.” The man gave me a curt nod as I made my way

He thought. Vikram, as young as he was, always wanted the good things the big guys had. Money. Lots and lots of money, cars, and women as beck and call. All these attributes in him made him a weird kid. The river bank was a few kilometers away and the morning sun had already peeped among the fluffy clouds. The morning bells from tall catholic temples. Office men and women were already done with their morning breakfast and now heading for work, the loud horn and fumes of vehicles with impatient drivers had begun polluting the air. Body builders hopping around and flexing their muscles around in their tracksuits. The homeless pigeons already fly about looking for leftovers to pick on.

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It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)

Our whole vibe was just chilling. "so!" I started. "I finally kicked Damien out the house. And before y'all start. It's for real this time. He finally got some hoe pregnant. And the little thot thought it was best that she let me know." I looked around the table to gauge their reactions. I couldn't believe that for once all my friends was silent. Jessica was the first to speak. "Oh hell Nawl! You wanna go beat that hoe ass!" "I told you his ass was trifling. You should've been left his ass!" Said Kita. I just sat there. I was waiting on Sheka to add her two cents in. I guess she had already said what she needed to because for once she just looked.

An opportunity that neither Kristos nor I could pass up as we had a large part of the capital. That place had, apart from the central building that was built on its majestic six floors, of which five were where the thirty rooms with which La Villa were distributed, with a network of twenty private houses that made the place of small villas. Each one had its own personal patio, where clients could spend the day in the Jacuzzis if they wanted privacy and didn’t want to deal with the rest of the guests in the five pools that were there. It also had a ten holes golf camp, something small actually, three tennis courts, a basketball, a football, spa and of course, the casino that was on the sixth

] The poor young man looks at his laptop, and his followers keep on rising so quick! His eyes are about to pop out when he received a VIP message. V-VIP message? He asked himself, and he looks at the prices worth of these crazy things. Upon scrolling and discovering it—Sam nearly spits his coffee when seeing the price of opening a VIP message on this application. It is a whopping ten thousand pesos, and his soul nearly goes out of his body! "This is a damn bullshit-- "his jaws tightened "—no way a person will spend that crazy amount of money just to send a message."

Piggy scoffed while eyeing Violet then he glanced at Poison, “She's a level one killer, she has killed ninety one people and has been here for two years now. It's no wonder she's here.” Poison eyes darkened, “Since when did Keitan secret killer association start hiring little girls to kill!” He clenched his fists as the little girl pointed her sword in Piggy's direction. Compared to him, she was an ant. She would definitely die at first strike! “Don't pity her, Mister Poison,” Piggy said nonchalantly, “This girl has killed ninety one people. She even has a killer tag. Violet, show him!” Violet dug out a tag from her pocket and threw it at Piggy which he instantly caught. Then he tossed it to