Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

TABITHA

I took a big gulp of the gin and shook my head. "Man, where did you get this from? It's strong as hell!" I laughed and took another gulp.

The gin was so strong that its scent took over the heavenly smell of booze and cigarettes that usually filled the room.

My gaze fell on the packet at the door that led to the room where our work equipment was carefully tucked.

I made a mental note to steal about half a dozen and hide away.

"It's the best," Sid attested. Then he shook his head, pointing at the cards on the table. "My money is Tabitha, man." He shook his head at Ron, "You suck at this. Why do you keep playing?" "Why do you keep writing?"

The rest of us laughed. Sid chuckled too but he hit Ron on his arm. "That was not funny, dude."

Ron ignored him, his focus back on the cards spread out on the table.

I smirked as I dropped the bottle and shuffled my cards. "What's your decision?"

Ron will never learn. He can never defeat me in this. I'll just keep taking his money.

My money's on Ron," Jon said. "After all, he brings in the best idiots."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Why do you have to always refer to our beloved clients like that?" Sid laughed. "They bring in the money, they deserve some respect."

"Of course," I chuckled. "You remember that one that immediately transferred his whole account balance to us?" I said, slapping Ron's lap.

We all guffawed at the memory of one of our clients that we swindled. It was one of the smoothest jobs that we did.

finally off the cards. He had accepted his imminent

were legit. Not gonna lie, I felt a little bad for him to be honest. Normally, he's a broke ass. We should have just left him." "Speaking of asses," Jon piped up. "You remember

laughing as I immediately remembered the man's repeated words. I started to chant the words and they joined me, "I like your ass, Tabit, tell me what you want, whatever you want I will give it to you..." Jon shook his head. "It's

notice that he barely felt the five hundred thousand

reminded of how hesitant he had

"But he didn't. Can we

at me. "We're going down memory lanes,

looked down at the game. It was my turn. I dropped my last card and

is a win!" I yelled for the

me. "You know I just let you

let out a belly laugh. Then Sid said, "You say

grinned. "Yeah, whatever. I'd prefer you

him and did what he was supposed to

he transferred the money, the rest of

seemed smart but were actually stupid, the ones who were actually smart, the ones who

all fun

of laughter. "I don't think some of them know what the word scam means. Some

"Either way, it all works in our favor," I added as I reached for

I'd prefer they were smarter like that dude that

the back. "Don't worry, when you're locked up in jail, your blood will

a slow drag from my cigarette, my phone began to ring

was about to take another drag when I looked at the caller's ID but my hand froze in the air when I saw who the

is he calling?" I murmured to myself. I

Ron asked

"you guys shut the fuck up, I need to make a call."