chapter 103

I walked into the house slowly, it appears my home has turned to some sort of man cave, what happened to all our furniture? I looked around for the safe because I did not remember to ask my father where exactly it was.

“Who is the girl,” a guy asked

“The smoking hot girl, Arnold means” I rolled my eyes

“I am Winter and I have come to collect my things... from the safe”

“How old are you” EXCUSE ME, the guy that asked the question was smacked across the head immediately he asked it.

“You don’t ask a girl her age”

“Take me to the safe”

“You don’t know where it is?” I patted my satchel and the guy that led me into the room sighed then led me to a white safe that was etched into the wall, I don’t understand how my father covered that with a painting for so long. I knew the painting, my mother painted it and I used to pull it off when I was younger but I thought that was were my candy came from. IT WAS, my father hid my candy there and he would say that the magic fairy came to drop the candy every day.

“Well?” I stepped forward pressed the code, when I opened it I saw a stack of cash our passports and some other documents. I grabbed everything in the safe and stuffed them carefully in my bag, I just hoped I could buy a same-day ticket so I could get out and come back in time for Xavier’s coronation.

“Can I use your phone”

“Sure” he directed me to the phone, after a few calls I did a good job at snagging a flight for today, I even paid already cos turns out the person who I just threatened to kill was an extremely nice psycho rich boy and he paid for me. Beauty is good.

“I best be off then, I am going to have to, walk since my car has been scrapped so if I am lucky I will get to the airport at the right hour so I can cool off before I get on the plane, ” I said and walked out of the house

“I should drop you” it keeps getting easier and easier. I smiled inwardly then beamed a smile at the guy who I later learned was named William

“That is so kind of you to offer like that”

“It’s cool” he smiled and grabbed his car keys off the table, I almost feel bad that I am going to be using everyone I meet from now on, kind of like how Xavier used us, EXACTLY LIKE THAT.

I never thought I would ever enter the same bar twice, last time I was here I didn’t pay, I know Winter stealing in a country that is mainly about the church, well I have a motel to pay for so...

I walked slowly into the bar, I was so glad that the guy I left without money wasn’t at the bar again.

“Hello”

“Hey, I want a scotch please,” I said and looked down, trying to look like a victim of something really bad

“Are you alright?” the bartender asked as he cleaned the glasses

“No” I groaned the dramatically flopped on the counter

“Bad break up?”

“Oh we did not break up, he was abusive and I think he had a drinking problem, just came here to run away from it all you know what I mean”

“I get you” the bartender came back with scotch for me, cheers to lying.

At least now I have tolerance for liquor, I was even sipping like I was som kind of alcohol boss.

“For you” I looked up at the glass of tequila on rocks

“I did not order this” A guy did. The bartender nudged his head in the direction of a guy that was sitting a few stools away. Well well, the hot ones always come my way, I flashed my most seductive smile. I know me showing up everywhere with the same brown satchel was weird but it had my only good companion hidden in it and my dagger hidden in my garter belt under my dress in case someone tried to snatch my bag.

“Good evening, my name is Damien” even his voice and name was hot, maybe I should sleep with him and snatch his money. Then I can start planning my leave, YOUR LEAVE, you haven’t done what you came here for, which is? the dagger, right.

“My name is Harley, Harley Davidson” I extended my hand to him “nice to meet you” he took it but not before hesitating “what?”

“I cannot tell if you are being sarcastic or...”

“Why will I be?” I cocked my head to the side I am

“I am sorry, I haven’t seen you around these parts”

“Oh you know me, I am a tourist I want to visit the Sistine chapel,” I said and sipped the drink he bought for me “and I need a tourist guide someone that won’t bore me out of my mind” now he will offer

“Oh, I could show you around” bingo, life is easy when I am not stuck under Xavier’s wing, DAMN.

“Thank you, do you want to maybe leave here” going straight to it, Okay. I am horny, and I won’t sit and wait for Xavier to come, no pun intended.

“Urm”

“You are not a virgin are you?” he blinked profusely he was surprised at my direct question

“No, I am not”

“Good”**********************************

I am not joking when I say yesterday evening was amazing, at least I can feel good about myself, I looked over at Damien he was still sleeping like a baby, poor guy, like I am serious right now he is about to be poor real quick. I may have called him Xavier once or twice I am not sure. I got out of bed and grabbed his pants. honestly, I just pulled the wallet out of his back pocket and started fishing for cash.

“What are you doing?” my heart stopped, I dropped Damien’s pants and turned around, he had his eyebrows cocked and his eyes squeezed slightly into slits.

“Uh, um I have no plausible explanation for that,” I said how do I get out out of this now.

“You were trying to steal from me weren’t you?” he got off the bed and walked towards me

“Yes,” I gave him back his pants and the wallet and THE MONEY.

“Since you didn’t try to deny it you can have it, I trust you need it urgently” am I allowed to be a charity case? yes

“Thank you very much” I plucked the money from his hand.

“You don’t have to sleep around to get money”

“Thas’s not what I was doing, I slept with you because I was in the mood and you are not that bad” he smiled when I trailed my hand down his chest seductively