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.

Ron said, his focus finally off the cards. He had accepted his imminent

we were legit. Not gonna lie, I felt a little bad for him to be honest. Normally, he's a broke ass.

they joined me, "I like your ass, Tabit, tell me what you want, whatever you want I will give it to you..." Jon

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

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

"But he didn't. Can we move on to other

his eyebrows at me.

I looked down at the game. It was

I yelled for the second time that

at me. "You know I just

laugh. Then Sid said, "You say

"Yeah, whatever. I'd prefer you

and did

transferred the money, the rest of us talked about some

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

all

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

voice. "Either way, it all works in our favor," I added as I reached for a cigarette

"True but I'd prefer they were smarter like that dude that almost

"Don't worry, when you're locked up in jail, your

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

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

I murmured to myself. I glanced at the

you good?" Ron asked

up, I need to make