Calvin's POV (OMG Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ)
"This is bad, someone saw." Terry said walking back and fourth.

I sighed in frustration. "Terry sit the fuck down and calm the fuck down. We did nothing wrong, just handling business." I said.

"Killing someone is serious."he said staring at me.

"What do you want me to fucking do? He didn't pay the money he owed and bang bang he's down. Frey will get fired. I had no part of this." I said shaking my head.

"Your gonna fire Frey?"he asked.

"Frey has already caused me enough trouble for this company. I can't deal with more people coming after me." I said looking out the window.

"What do we do about that guy then?"he asked.

"Oh him." I said smirking. I swirled in my chair to face him. "I'll come up with something. Besides we don't need to worry about him. I have my ways." I said grinning.

Maclain's POV
"He ki-killed your brother." I said stepping back shivering as this guy was telling me everything.

How could Calv-Lawrence oh fuck him and his name.

"That's right. And what you saw last night could bring him down. He's a bad guy."he said grinning.

"I think you are too." I said bluntly.

"I might be."he said as I got my bag.

"Well that's all I wanted to know." I said about to leave.

"I might just pay you a lot if you help me out."the guy said.

"Help out with what?" I asked turning around.

"Spying on him and taking pictures and notes."he said smiling.

"And how much-" I started to say.

"Five grand each week."he said and my eyes widen.

"Well $hit if you put it that way fine." I said shaking his hand.

And now here I am going to one of these fancy damn rich people parties- Oh excuse me gatherings.

My eye was twitching in annoyance. The way my hair was done was getting in one of my eyes. This stupid suit I had to wear. And finally this stupid thing in my ear I had to have so I can listen to the guy....Mark? $hit I am bad at remembering names.

"Hey Sir."a voice said and my shoulder was touched.

I was about to kick ass but I turned around and met the rich ass himself. Martain lol Mark really knew Calvin would be here.

"Sir?" I say surprised.

"You are a guy right?"he asked cracking a grin.

-_- Damn you and your hot smoking grin. $hit I can't even do an issult properly. Wait does he not recognize me?

"By the way."he said leaning close to my ear. "Your not rich so why are you here Maclain?"he whispered.

Oh $hit.

Calvin's POV
I watched as he paled and I smiled.

"I'll let you off with a warning. Pretend you don't know me and don't get to close to me. I'm saying this for you not for me." I said and walked off.

I glanced back to see his mouth open in shock. And he was like 0-100 real quick. He was pissed and glared at me as I became one with the crowd. I chuckled as women and the press came over to me.

What is he up to? Why is he here? Where the fuck did he get the fancy $hit?

Why was it bothering me? I don't really know to be honest. But something wasn't right. I felt it in my gut. $hit. I also told him to watch out for Mark.

I turned around leaving the women and press. I found him stuffing his face.

"Pig." I said and he turned around and glared.

"Ruch ash."he tried to say with food in his mouth. Rich ass?

"Talking with your mouth full is unattractive." I said smirking.

He gulped his food down with his cheeks tinted pink.

"Shut up, what do you want?"he snapped.

"Does that make sense?" I ask crossing my arms.

"Fuck you."he said and picked up a strawberry and dipped it in the chocolate fountain.

"I need to tell you about that guy, his name is Mark." I said and he stopped from putting the strawberry in his mouth.

"I know."he said.

"Oh you know. Well then just be careful around Mark." I said and he slanted his eyes.

"By the way. Mind to explain last night?"he asked.

"Well um." I cleared my throat. "Taking care of business. A worker of mine got in some trouble." I said.

"Uh huh."he said sounding like he didn't believe me at all. "By the way you rich people need some real food up in here."he said and took a bite out of the strawberry.

"Well eat 'real food' after the entertainment get's here." I said and he rolled his eyes. "How did you get in here and why are you in here?" I asked and he paled.

"What's wrong with a poor guy taking pictures of why rich people suck for a newspaper?"he asked and I laughed.

"You really don't like rich people do you?" I asked grinning.

"Nope."he said licking his fingers.

"And why is that?" I asked and he practically froze. "Maclain?" I asked.

"Zachary Gregory."the host said.

Oooh what's gonna happen next? Who is Zachary Gregory? Lol it's my little cousin's name hahahaha. But not just that hahaha. VOTE AND COMMENT. Well until next time my little potatoes.