Cina's point of view
Santana, Ten, Johnny and I sit in the cafeteria shoving food into our faces before we're needed again.
Ten: I'm so hungry I'm actually tolerating this veggie burger.
Me: I don't care how hungry I am I'm not eating that.
Johnny: You are the least healthy doctor I know.
Me: Shut up.
Santana stares into space eating her salad. I nudge her side and she hums.
Me: You okay?
Santana: Yeah, how's Seonghwa?
Me: He's good, he kicked me out of his room this morning.
Johnny: Why?
Ten: He told her to go save lives.
Johnny chuckles.
Johnny: So why did YangYang text me asking for two thousand dollars?
Ten scoffs.
Me: Two thousand dollars?
Ten: He borrowed money from the mob and now they want their money back.
Johnny: Why the hell would he do that?
Ten: Drunk at the casino.
Santana raises an eyebrow.
Santana: The mob?
Ten: Yes, that kid is always getting in trouble.
She taps her nails against the table in deep thought.
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My mom and Marie have been at my house allday cooking and cleaning. Seonghwa comes home today and they want everything perfect, but they wanted Yeosang and I to relax.
Yeosang: Mom I can help.
My mother pops his hand with a wooden spoon and he whines.
Mom: Nonsense, you all work so hard. Go sit down and rest.
Marie: My little Hwa is finally being released today.
Mom: The boy wasn't in jail Marie.
I laugh before shaking my head.
The front door opens, Seonghwa and his dad step through and Marie squeals as she runs up to hug and kiss his face.
Seonghwa: Mom stop!
Marie: Never, I almost lost you. That's scary for a parent, from now on I'm going to visit you kids every weekend.
Our eyes widen.
Mom: That's a good idea, and mandatory family dinners on Sunday.
Me: But..-
Marie: We can cook dinner then bring it over here.
Mom: Yes! This Sunday we should make rotisserie chicken.
Yeosang: I love chicken.
Mom: See? Sang has the right idea.
Oh lord.
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Santana's point of view
A sigh leaves my lips as I walk into the familiar mansion. The butler escorts me into the living room where a meeting is being held.
Me: Yo, Tony Soprano!
Xiaojun pauses his actions to look at me. A sly smirks spreads across his face.
Xiaojun: Excuse me for a second fellas.
They all nod while he and I step into the other room.
Xiaojun: What do I owe the pleasure?
Me: I need to talk to you about YangYang.
He raises an eyebrow.
Xiaojun: Who?
Me: The boy who owes you two thousand dollars.
Xiaojun: Ah, what about it?
Me: Just let him off the hook.
He chuckles, shaking his head lightly.
Xiaojun: And what lesson would be taught if I did that, hm?
Me: That you have a heart.
Xiaojun: I have no such thing.
Me: Then how are you alive?
Xiaojun: I run on the hate of my enemies.
I scoff.
Xiaojun: Why do you care about this kid anyways?
Me: His brother is a good friend, plus we went to college with him.
He taps his chin while "thinking".
Me: Isn't it like this thing where a don cannot deny one favor?
Xiaojun: You watch too many movies; but fine, I'll wave the fee for you.
Me: Thank you.
He nods.
Xiaojun: Char told me you guys were going through a rough patch at the hospital.
Me: Yeah we had some friends get hurt, and someone we knew died. A tough time but it's getting better.
His hand squeezes my shoulder gently.
Xiaojun: Take care of yourself Santana.
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The Kink (book 5 of the kink series)
Fanfiction"You spoiled her so much she thinks she's the one in charge." "Grab your handcuffs so we can show her she's wrong."
