Unholy Deeds.

Simon

My head was rested on his stalker chests. A part of me wants to slit his throat and watch his blood gush out the open wound but a part of me wants thank him for giving me closure. Later I might just enjoy watching Khalil crying those Oscar Winning Tears trying to convince me with his bullshit. His little act might get him a divorce after this. I reflected on our marriage in the past six years and realized that I ignored the changes when saw them happen four years ago. Did he fuck his tramp Scarlett at work or was it at a hotel somewhere in LA? Why do all this shit Khalil? Is it because I don't have pussy or is that that I can't bare you any children? Maybe its because I chose to fuckin marry a bisexual!! As I wondered were my life was headed with all this drama a cold kiss on my forehead from Sky brought me back to the terrible reality.

Sky: Don't over think it.

Easy for him to motherfucking say, Christmas came early for him this year. His number one request on his Christmas list is in the same bed with him after we had terrible sex once again. I sat up and slowly slid out the bed.

Simon: Where's the bathroom?

Sky: Its in the door across this room.

I walked into the bathroom and locked the door after myself. I sat in there for minutes thinking about how things went so south with tears flowing down my face once again. Four years ago I was the perfect Gusband for him. I was still getting used to the Nubian norms, I spent two full months with his family back in Aswan just learning how to cook and how to treat him as the dominant person in the marriage. My mother found all that shit stupid but I did it anyway and look where all that got me. If my life was a newspaper the headlines right now would be "Husband raises bastard son right under his unsuspecting Husband's nose for three years." Or they would be "Submissive husband plays fool for five years and gets good dick on the sixth." I laughed out loud maniacally before I let out my loudest scream. Is having bad taste in men genetic because if it is I got it from my mom. I pulled myself together and wiped all my tears off. Quings don't cry, Quings don't get mad but true Quings get even. I walked out the bathroom a new person, with a sinister motive and a thirst for revenge. I asked for my cell phone from Sky and he handed it to me with no questions asked. I made a call to my Design assistant Marco and told him that I would be off for some days so he would be running the Walls of Glam in my position. I made the same call to my personal assistant Kevin. When I was done I went to the kitchen, cracked two eggs and helped myself with a glass of orange juice.

Sky: What now?

I chuckled softly and looked at him. Ofcouse he wants to know what happens next. His hopes are up that I ditch my perfect husband for his scary ass. Hell no.

Simon: Well let's call this the start of a new partnership.

Sky: Partnership?

Simon: Yes, a partnership in crime.

More like a pawn in my plans. There is no way I am getting blood on my hands. While we ate the saddest looking breakfast my cellphone beeped alerting me that I have a new notification. I checked to see what it was and apparently I got tagged on some trending video. I checked it out and it was a video of me spinning like a bitch on that strip pole last night. Holy fuck this is bad for business!!! The whole thing got one million likes and two million views.

Simon: Holy shit!

William

I was all the way in Dubai in the Grosvenor House Dubai Hotel waiting for Amir Al-Hassani on the private beach. Just incase things were to go south during our trade I came prepared. I have the twins Diego and Dora on stand by in my room with their snipers watching over us like two guardian angels...of death. All I have to do for them to fire is give them the hand signal their on the lookout for. Here on the ground with me besides me was Andrea and ofcouse the baddest bitch alive, Fox. My folks and I call her the back stabber. She's good with guns but better with knives. Amir might not hand over the virus willingly but I am leaving here with the virus. Mr Amir finally walked out those hotel doors and made his way to the beach. His pervert ass sat across my cold sinister ass. We cut straight to the point and had no time to act all friendly with each other.

Amir: Do you have my Wives?

William: Yeah, Do you have my Virus.

He signal one of his men to give me a sneak peek of the precious destroyer locked away in the brief case. I reached out to try and touch the contained pathogen but he shut the briefcase and walked away.

Amir: Now that you've seen the beauty created within the Russian lab, bring me my wives.

I signaled Fox to go get the girls. They walked in a line dressed up nicely to impress the greedy Arabian man. He had his lower lip bit the whole time. He stood up and approached the line of women soon to be his future wives.

Amir: I count three short, were a they?

William: We encountered a little problem and we only to deliver 12.

Amir: No 15 women, no virus.

Come on!!! This guy is straight up shitting on me.

William: Come on, you have like 45 wives already.

Amir: I want more!! You will get your virus when you delivered the rest of my women. For now buy.

He said trying to leave with the girls but not giving me my end of the bargain. I signaled the twins and they started dropping men. I pulled out my gold plated babies and fired them. Several girls were killed in the crossfire. Fox was up close slaughtering men while Andrea and I were shooting like maniacs. The other billionaires who were on the private bitch ran for their lives while the bloodshed continued.

William: Fox, The briefcase!!!

She ran through the crossfire and stabbed the guy with the briefcase six times in his neck before slicing of the lower arm of his left arm to which they had the briefcase handcuffed to. When Mr Amir's men were dead he begged for me to spare him but I ordered that Fox to slaughter him. The sandy soil had first turned red before turning black. We walked out of the hotel before any of Dubai's authorities showed up leaving with the virus still in one peace and the whole team complete.