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.

focus finally off the cards. He

job, man," Sid shook his head. "Dude was so certain that we 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

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

notice that he barely felt the five hundred thousand

And I was reminded of how hesitant he had been about him. "He could have

my eyes. "But he didn't. Can

eyebrows at me. "We're going down memory

It was my turn. I dropped my last card

that is a win!" I yelled for the

smirked at me. "You know I just let

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

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

phone from beside him and did what he

of us talked about some of our

were actually smart, the ones who were just plain dumb but difficult and

all fun

his head after another bout of laughter. "I don't think some of them know

voice. "Either way, it all works in our

smarter like that dude that almost caught us. Makes my

up in jail, your blood will pump even more." We all burst into

cigarette, my phone began to ring

when I looked at the caller's ID but

is he calling?" I

you good?" Ron asked just

the fuck up, I need to make a