Invasion pt.6
We sat up straight. While rubbing my eyes to see clearly through the blurriness, I see Gabriella along with two servants who carry plates with them. How thoughtful of her, I was flattered. But what motivated her to realize that we went to sleep without dinner? Also, it was merely one dinner that we skipped.
Wait, is she planning to kill us? Is there poison in there?
Coming to think of the poison, the little bolts of poison capsules were still laid out on the table. It was open for viewing. Shit. I was so careless.
I pray they don't on the lights and notice the five little stranger objects on the table. I pray they will leave us be.
Somehow, Gabriella turns around and begins to leave after setting the plates on the ground for us. I scoffed behind her. She thinks we are her dogs.
"I'm not eating charity food. I'll sleep without it." I say to Charlie.
"Me too. What the fuck do they think about themselves? It's not like we will die without it or something." Says Charlie. Indeed, we both chose not to eat and sleep empty stomach for the night.
But this time, I hide the poison needles capsules within the pillow, into the tuft of the cotton.
The morning arrived and we walked out of the room, crossing over the pity food they brought for us. It went cold and half rotten, I scoff again.
As we proceeded towards the dinner hall to finally fill our stomachs, two guards stop us from entering.
"What happened now?" Charlie asks.
"We were told not to allow you inside the kitchen anymore. Orders of Miss Skiez." I raise an eyebrow up. Does Ms. Skiez refer to Gabriella?
As I thought of her, loud chuckling from within the dining room over the table was heard. I could see the family and their associates eat a wide variety over the table. I was too hungry to think straight.
Our gazes meet, Gabriella stops laughing and stares at me. That immediately and gradually turns into a glare. Without a word of protest said, Charlie and I walk back to our room.
"I'm going to kill that bitch." I say over my numbing headache.
"Just eat the small portion of what's good enough. We need our energy for today, right?" Charlie gave up and began to eat what's left good and edible on the plates. I refuse to give up.
"I'm not going to eat—"
"Ravine, he's right. You need energy for today." Aaron speaks in my ears. I sigh and shake my head.
"I'll settle for water." Saying, I take the lone glass of water and take as much of a sip, leaving the rest for Charlie.
"You're too stubborn for your own good." Charlie says, but I click my tongue and lie down on the bed.
"That's right. You're too stubborn for your own good, Ms. Ravine." As I looked up from my thighs, I saw Gabriella again with two plates of food.
This is worse than dog food.
It was prison food.
Porridge and plain bread.
It's ticking me off now.
"You can't have me at my best unless you plan to treat us right. What the fuck is this? We won't be performing well on malnutrition." I say, shrugging my shoulders. Charlie, who sat beside me on the bed quickly catches on my intentions.
"You want us to waste our food budget on you people?"
"Business doesn't only come with buying stuff, right? It also comes with maintenance and checks." I say to the businesswoman, her look of denial was precious. She scoffs, flicking her wrist to make the servants take the food away.
Charlie sighs heavily and gets up to go to the bathroom. I sit up on the bed, legs crossed as I negotiate.
"Decided yet?"
"Not yet. We will trace back your account and deduct 10 million for your food costs. For each of you." Says Gabriella.
She often forgets that I have a net worth of 100 million for now. 10% of it won't make much difference to me.
"If that ensures me a good diet." I say, smirking.
Maybe I ticked her off with the successful business deal. They can do whatever the fuck they want with their own money. It was them who transfered it into our accounts, to 'buy' us.
Silly bastards.
We're priceless in the industry. 40 million is our quarterly net worth.
Dinner time comes again.
We were starved all through the evening too. I was too pissy to even sit calmly in our room. To accompany me, Charlie joins me too.
I reach what I think is John's main room.
He was again having sex with three girls at the same time. It didn't faze me. He was having his last few moments of fun.
I have to come up with a plan to induce poison in their drinks or even food. But how do I do that?
"Hey, John. We wanna go party in the strip club." I say casually.
"Alright, Ravine. Go. Go, fuck yeah... ah..." he says mindlessly. Well, that was easy.
As soon as we get there, to the strip club, we order a giant coke to relieve the headache of hunger.
"Fuck those bastards." Says Charlie.
I breathe ruggedly, I was too weak to speak. As I chugged down the sugars, I felt slightly alright.
Although, I notice there were too many guards around us. They thought they were cheeky enough, but they were seen through plain sight for me.
However, a guard approaches me with a message.
"You are required to go to the bathroom." Says the guard.
My eyes widen.
A giant grin was plastered on my face.
It was Aaron!
Him being here means... The infiltration was successful!
Aaron pulls me harshly, but only for show.
He drags me into the bathroom after conversing with the other black masked guards.
Fuck, I'm so excited!
As we enter the bathroom, Aaron yells at all the girls and from inside the cubicles to get the fuck out. I've never been this excited to see him.
I was clinging onto him, rubbing myself on him and everything.
As the last girl went out, Aaron takes his mask off as I jump on the counter by myself.
"Oh, princess." As I spread my legs, he knew his cue.
We kissed like crazy. I wasn't able to stop myself from sucking his soul out into me.
I let him devour me completely.
"So? Plan B?" I ask while being fucked harshly. I was barely able to speak. He parts from my neck to look at me as he nods his head.
Now that his infiltration was complete, I was confident on poisoning the men and a 'woman' as soon as possible with the needles.
Your glory days are over, John Fucking Skiez.
