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"Then why did you kill him?"
"He said he didn't like my hair."
"Before or after sex."
"After."
"Then you should have sliced his balls first," I concluded and finished my orange juice.
"Bitch, I did! You think I was going to let the fucker merely die after insulting these strands?" She laughed and flicked the silky threads. "I didn't spend a million dollars on magic dye to create such a concoction of epicness for some douche with a massive cock to tell me it was ugly. No one’s got time for that negativity in their life or bedroom."
"You're a psycho."
"Takes one to know one." Her wink was followed with a smirk. "Any psychotic episodes?"
"Nope," I replied and worked on finishing my food as I took in the time. Viktor would be here soon. "I've been a good De Luca."
"Boring. Where's the wicked De Luca who turns on all the boys and girls in the yard?" she pondered.
"In the closet waiting for something exciting to happen before she comes out to play," I declared. "As for bringing all the boys and girls to the yard, I'm about to do it with this outfit."
"Is Viktor bringing the pink Royce?"
"Yup. Just came back from the shop with an interior galaxy ceiling. One of a kind."
"I swear that's been done," she reasoned.
"Nah," I replied and finished my last bit of breakfast before further explaining. "It's integrated with magic to call upon actual stars to charge the car itself, which puts it into star galaxy mode and makes it possible to go up to the speed of light."
She gawked before she moved her plates to the side, put her elbows on the island, and rested her chin onto her hands.
"What’s a bitch gotta do to get a ride?" she whispered like she was trying to make a deal with me. I laughed and shook my head.
"Ride or Dies get exclusive access." I winked and walked over to actually kiss her cheek. "Thanks for the breakfast, meds, and getting Onyx out somehow. The next time he's drunk, tell him I appreciate him washing me up and changing my sheets."
"Wow. I'll make sure I say that you emphasized all of that in your male form. He'll masturbate for weeks."
"I swear he's not bisexual." I sighed.
"He's not. He's just into both sides of you," she said with pride. "He's a keeper."
"Until he finds a mate of his own," I concluded and headed to the door.
"You never know. Maybe you're the one," she offered a glimpse of hope.
"I got tired of wishful dreaming, Aurelia," I quietly replied before grabbing my wallet to put inside my coat before picking out my Rolex watch with pink studs. "I'm heading out."
"Don't give too much of a sour expression this time around," she encouraged, knowing the last bit of the conversation would attempt to sour my mood in the car. “Try to smile for once. It's good publicity!"
"Yes, bestie," I called out as I headed for the door. "Your favorite cookies from England are in the bottom drawer."
"Shut the fuck up!" She gasped as I reached the elevator doors. They opened the moment I pressed the button and I walked in as Aurelia squealed in delight.
"I LOVE YOU, BITCH! Have a good day!"
"Love you more, Aurelia," I quietly whispered, knowing she'd catch it as the doors began to close.
There’s just no rest for the wicked. Time to get this show on the road.
