One time I jumped off of a MOVING bus and everyone got so worried and got up but I just stood up and ran away bc I was so embarrassed. They prob thought I was on drugs but I dashed tf out of there.

Anywayyyys

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There's something different about the feeling you get when you wear classy clothes. I felt like a rich-ass powerful lady in the dress that I got. It was a long satin dress with two slits down the sides of it. The neckline came down in a V-shape slightly showing off my cleavage. It was kind of exposing but the jewelry on top of it all made everything feel less bare. Melanie helped me do my hair and even though I felt new to this color, it looked nice. The mask she gave me was white and had black and gold decorating the sides of it.

Yes. As arrogant as it might sound, I looked good. I'd die to look like this every day- ok maybe that's a little too extra but my point still stands.

It kind of felt like I was in disguise when we got to the party. This wasn't my usual environment and everyone else seemed so naturally blended it. Just a bunch of rich people and me pretending to be in their class as well, fake it till you make it right?

Melanie looked like she was born for it. She had her arm wrapped around Matteo's and they walked with so much power behind their footsteps. This is what they're used to though, the world they live in... And it looks so damn pretty despite his dark it is.

We ran into Lucifer almost immediately after we walked in. He was eating food off the serving platters, humming to himself. His face brightened up when he saw us and he clapped his hands, "You guys made it!"

"We did indeed, Lucifer. Where is everyone else?" Matteo asked and Lucifer pointed to the upstairs, "Having their time of life without me, " he said, pouting. "Astarte is up there too if you can imagine-"

"Astarte is here?" I asked, cutting him off and he paused when he saw me. His eyes widened a little and a grin formed on his lips, "No way..."

"What...?"

His hand went over his mouth to cover his smile and he shook his head, "Oh my day just got a little bit better."

Somehow that makes me feel anxious when he says it.

Matteo was interrupted before he could speak up again by an old man. He bowed slightly and held out his hand before straightening up, "Mr. Drago, we've been expecting you. The four of you may follow me,"

Lucifer pointed to himself and his eyebrows raised, "Me too?"

"Yes sir, Mr. Black has allowed you to sit with him since you are acquainted with an important guest of his. I humbly apologize for the mistake on my part. Now if you would follow me,"

He led us up this big spiral staircase and as we reached closer to the top, I swear could hear his voice. He was staring right at me the second I came into his view, his eyes wide. The look on his face told me everything he was thinking right now and it wasn't anything pretty.

If looks could kill, I wasn't dead before but I am now.

I looked away from him then scanned around the room. They were all sitting at the edge of everything, overlooking the party down below, but further into the upstairs was this fancy bar that a bunch of other business guys- I could only guess that's what they were, were sitting. There were girls dressed to down almost nothing, strutting around them.

I always thought somehow that rich people were more dignified than this. The people here almost seemed the same as what I thought the Mafia would be like...

They give off that dangerous vibe that screams stay away. I'm kind of glad Hayley isn't here...

"Hey you, " My attention turned to the guy sitting at the head of everything. His eyes were focused directly on me and I frowned before pointing at myself and nodded, "I don't recall inviting extra people."

"She's with me, Damian, " Matteo spoke up, clearing his throat and the so-called Damian laughed, "Whatever happened to that whore you were with? Melinda? Melissa? Me-"

"Melanie, " Melanie finished for him and Matteo raised his hand before she could say anything else, " I guess some things never change. You're rude as always I see, Damian."

Do they know each other?

"No need to be so uptight, I'm just joking around... Lighten up a little won't you? We can do great business together, don't you think. Look at all of this..." He spread his arms out and looked around, "This money... These drugs... The women, it can all be ours, I can give you things your heart's never even thought of desiring."

"Is it not already theirs?" Astarte asked, snorting and he looked at Lucifer, "Lucifer was it? You should learn to keep your lady more on a leash. The women stay quiet while the men talk, little girl."

"Which one is it? Am I a little girl or am I a woman? You gotta stick with one man, " She shot back and Lucifer chuckled before covering it up with a cough, "That's enough, Astarte."

I think asshole was probably the understatement of the year with how Matteo described it earlier... This guy was so full of himself and no one in the room even seemed to enjoy his presence in the slightest bit. Not even Gio. Surprisingly enough, he looked annoyed every time the guy would open his mouth. He didn't look at me again not once through the rest of the night. Mid-conversation Astarte let out a large sigh, cutting Damian off and everyone stared at her,

"This is starting to get boring- I didn't come here to listen to decaying men talk about drugs and money-" God, she's bold.

She stood up and clapped her hands, "Melanie, Jeyr- you I mean..." She pulled us both up and marched right over toward the bar, pushing nearly half the guys out of her way to clear some seats for us. Se beamed as she sat down and let out a satisfied sigh, "Well go on, sit down."

"Girl, I'm getting concerned for you. You are going to get killed one day if you keep pissing off every other guy you meet-" Melanie started, her eyes wide and Astarte laughed, "That might be true but hey- if you let them walk all over you like they own the fucking place, they'll have you feeling like you can't do shit. I'd rather them kill me than kill my spirit. I'm not a welcome home doormat, I don't need to make myself seem weak for them to feel comfortable."

She said that a little loud and I'm sure they all heard her and it just made me smile. Well, she's right. I shivered as a cold feeling ran down my spine. It feels like someone is staring at me...

"You can step all over us instead if you want, " one of the guys at the bar slurred and he slung his arm around my shoulder, "How about it? These whores are all the same here but you three- me and buddies could show you a good time."

"Aw, Nah baby that ain't gonna work, " Astarte said, downing a drink that she'd poured herself. "How much money do you have in the bank?"

"What?"

"Money. How much do you have of it?" She repeated and he smirked, "More than you can count-"

"Hmm? I can count up pretty high." She said, leaning on her arms, "See, my girl here is pricey. She's expensive as hell... Your money pales in comparison to what she's worth. I don't think you have the balls to handle a girl like her."

"Aw come on, what do you say baby girl?" He asked, whispering into my ear, "Ugh, no thanks."

"Aw, don't be like that... There's no need to play hard to get. I can tell you're not as mean as your other friend. I'll give you whatever you want... You and I can go off someplace else and have a little fun, just for tonight." He slipped his hand up my dress and I slapped him,

"If you can't understand a simple two-letter word, no, what makes you think I want to go anywhere with you?" I asked scowling and he chuckled, rubbing his cheek.

"Do you see where you are?" He seethed, widening out his arms. "Who's going to stop me here? You three? If you haven't realized it, you have no power in this place, you can't call anyone to help you. There are no laws I need to follow here. What do you think the masks are for? I could force you and no one would ever know what I did."

He grabbed my face tightly, knocking my mask off, and chuckled. His other friends held back Astarte and Melanie as he neared his face toward mine and we all paused as I heard someone clearing their throat.

"You have about five seconds to get your fucking filthy ass hands off of her. Five..."

"Four."

"Three-"

"C'mon you can't be serious man."

"Two."

"On-"

"Man, what's it to you?! I'm just having a little fun here-"

"Ahh well, funtime's over," he said, pulling out his gun, pressing it up against the guy's head making him fall back out of his chair. He pulled against the trigger and my hands immediately went to my ears but nothing happened. Gio frowned and looked down at his gun and sighed, "Well, consider yourself lucky..."

That was an accident?? He really meant to kill him?

The guy was lying on the floor, shaking in fear. The ground under him was completely wet, did he just pee himself? Gio placed his gun away and grabbed my hand before pulling me toward him, "I'll be borrowing her for a second, feel free to continue without me, " he said pulling me with him.

Shit...

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