《Stylish, sassy and feisty》Chapter 8 - 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩
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When I said something was going to happen, I meant I threw a glass a champagnes over his suit. It looked expensive. Damn how was his broke ass going to afford a new suit. Anyways not my problem.
Yeah, best to rewind.
He scowled and growled and what not after I stepped on his feet a couple hundred times and at the corner of my eyes I saw a waiter bringing drinks around. I was like damn that looks good.
You know how they say two wrongs don't make a right. So what would a right (the champagne) and the wrong (Martinez) make.
Well the answer to that is a ruined suit, an angry Martinez and a very happy Reina.
He was in total shock so I decided to leave him on the dance floor.
People were staring at me like I started a revolution. Maybe I should. A revolution for killing any man named Jax. I could be the leader. I could develop my club into a cult. Eh maybe when I can actually be asked to do this when I ain't lazy.
I went to a bar on the same street on the hall at which the ball was taking place. I ordered a tequila shot. One thing you should know about me is I am not a light weight.
I called Ade to leave the ball and come to the bar, but left Serephina there so show can get some time with Silason. She may not want to admit it but I could tell that she was smitten with him and she deserves to feel some love.
Adelina walked in and clearly grabbed the attention of some men while waltzing to me.
'I saw what happened on the dance floor.'
'Yeah, he had it coming.'
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'JAX PHOENIX MARTINEZ, REINA. That man is bloody crazy.'
'And I'm not.' I remarked slamming a shot down my throat without wincing.
'No babes you are but we are on his turf.'
'No one has power over me Ade. Never have and Never will. And most definitely not a man.'
'You're provoking the beast.'
'Provoking the beast is what I do best.'
'Just make sure you're careful Rei, I don't want to see you get hurt again.'
'We said we weren't going to mention it.' I said sternly with my eyes on hers.
'I'm going to the bar stand. Want something?' she said ignoring my last line.
'Scotch on rocks.'
'Coming right up.'
Just as she left, a women with chestnut brown hair and greyish eyes entered.
Just who I was looking for.
Alexandra Johnson. A women who rapes men and makes their lives a living hell. Well, payback's a bitch.
She went straight to the bathroom. I let a few minutes pass waited exactly until 01:34 am when the cameras would turn off and followed her in the bathroom. She was washing her hands.
There was a woman in the stalls so I pretended to be doing my hair while waiting for her to get out.
She scurried out.
Time to strike.
I loaded my gun and shot her on both knee caps. Tthat would disable for her.
She screamed.
'You think raping is fun darling, well I don't and they sure as don't.'
'W....wh......what are you talking about?'
'I'm talking about your little brother. You raped him and multiple men younger than yourself. Do you seek validation from them?' I said sinisterly.
'I..... I do....don't.......know what you're talking bout.' she stuttered.
'Rei, we don't have time. Kill her let's go.' said Adelina walking in the toilet.
'Adelina get out of here.' I commanded.
'No. I'm not leaving you.'
'You're not a murderer darling. So go now!'
She hesitated but did leave.
I shot the women between the eyes and she fell. I washed my hands.
When I came out of the toilet, I went to the bar. A woman was screaming.
'A DEAD BODY!'
Everyone was so chaotic and screaming everywhere.
Suddenly it went black.
Pitch black.
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