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.

off the cards. He had accepted his imminent loss

little bad for him to be honest. Normally, he's a broke ass. We should have just left him." "Speaking of asses," Jon piped

couldn't stop 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 the careful way with which he spoke that cracks me

overfed one, that's how they speak," Ron intoned. "Didn't you notice that he

it was risky, yeah?" Jon said, eyeing all of us. And I was reminded of how hesitant he had been about him. "He could have

didn't. Can we move on

me. "We're going down memory

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

is a win!" I yelled for the second time

at me. "You know I just let

Sid let out a belly laugh. Then Sid said,

"Yeah, whatever. I'd prefer

and did what he was

money, the rest of us talked about some of

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

were all

laughter. "I don't think some of them know what the

all works in our favor," I added as I reached for a cigarette

they were smarter like that dude that almost caught

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

as I took a slow drag from my cigarette, my phone began to ring in the

to take another drag when I looked at the caller's ID but my

I murmured to

good?" Ron asked

out, "you guys shut the fuck up, I need