Davina De Clair the name men feared and the name women wanted. Trained since birth she holds power and passion in her grasp. She's known for how cruel, heartless and ruthless she can be. In her world mercy isn't in her vocabulary other peoples pain...
I got into my car and realised my body guard was with me. I turned around.
"You can stay here" I demanded.
I turned back around to walk away. I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around.
"Why are you still following me" I arched my brows.
"Like I said ma'am my orders were to keep you safe and to keep an eye on you" he looked down at me.
I groaned and got in the car. He sat in the passenger seat.
"Ma'am you sure you don't want me driving" he asked.
"Please I can drive in my sleep" I smirked. I turned on the engine. It's been a while since I've driven my own car. I pulled my phone out and Arthur looked me at weird. I smirked and played a Chase Atlantic song. I mean who the fuck doesn't love them?
I could tell Arthur was a bit uncomfortable. I rolled my eyes and started driving.
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I pulled up to a building. The address was pretty specific. I got out the car and locked it.
Arthur knocked on the window. I smirked.
"Sorry you can't unlock the door unless I do" I chuckled. He started knocking on the window. I ignored him and waved.
The building looked reasonable and pretty expensive. I walked in and saw men dressed in suits.
"DeClair" I looked at him. He nodded his head and started walking. I followed him into an elevator. We got out and there was more people. I looked at them and they all fixed their posture.
"Sorry ma'am we were expecting your father" he walked closer to me.
"Well I'm here no difference" I forced a smiled. My guts were telling me something was wrong. I looked at the products and money all in the one room.
"Load them up and take them to the estate. We aren't going to California" I looked at them. They were all looking at each other. Now I was concerned. I walked towards a desk. I pulled my phone out and put an 8 on Nora's messages. Nora and I made up a thing to text each other when we were in danger. 8. I heard the elevator ding open and straight away heard gunshots. I ducked down for protection underneath the desk. Fucking hell I knew it. I waited for the gunshots to stop. I crawled a little to a wall I slowly stood up.
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