What can happen in a club? When you're wearing a satin turquoise dress which flows with every click of your heel. When you've got a gun in your clutch, and a knife on the leather belt on your thigh. When you know how to knock someone out for a long long time, and maybe sometimes forever. When your arms are around a man's but you're eyes roam inside the room to find the one. When you've got a glass of The Vegan Pisco Sour in your hand, and you cherish the creation of man with every sip of it. The club dimly lit, with the Hawaiian smoke in the air, and while no ones watching you, the feeling of someone starring at you from the other dark corner of the room. What can happen in a club? In a club like that, with a woman like that. After all.

A few days back.

Love was given another case after the Alpha was dealt with. But this one wasn't a small dig, rather a big one. The drug dealer was to be dealt with. And what is the best way to get nearer to him. Find love in one of his man's eyes. And what if the man is his nephew. The closer the merrier.

Love was able to join Andy, the right hand of the mafia, in quite a few club meetings only a week after they'd met on the beach. And while every guy in the club checked her out, Andy knew he had all of her to himself. At least that's what he thought.

She had met the big guy a few times now. And while she kept an eye out for him in every party, she had her arms wrapped around Andy's neck on the dance floor. She would excuse herself to the ladies room to sneak into his offices every time, and she wasn't caught as of yet even once. What she had gathered was his business, all the legal and illegal and a few names in his family, the much kept private family from four wives.

And even when she met the Boss himself while she sneaked out of the corridor that lead to his office in one of the clubs, she excused herself gracefully, telling him she'd forgot the way to the restroom. He smiled, so did she.

Today.

But now this was the one night, everything depended on for Love and Andy. And as they entered the club, hand in hand they looked into each other's eyes. She was nervous, and so was he. She had to handle the men herself which could prove to be tiring and lethal, and he had a little blue velvet box carrying a gem, the ring in the left pocket of his three piece designer suit. He smiled at her, and so did she. And as they walked towards the Boss to wish him a very happy birthday, Love tighten her hold on the gun in her clutch. She counted the steps under her heels as they approached the VIP seating section, as she had to still plan her exit after the plan was executed.

"Happy Birthday Jay," Andy said as he kissed the top of his hand.

"Thank you buddy," the old man said as he smiled from ear to ear.

"Happy Birthday, and thank you for having me over," she said as she looked at the boss first and then at Andy, who was appreciating her jawline in the high bun she'd made today.

"The pleasure's all mine sweet pea," Jay said as he admired the tall beauty.

Just as Love was about to take the gun out of her clutch, she noticed the two familiar faces entering the club from the back door which was right diagonal to where she stood. The moment slipped off her hands, as Andy guided her out of Jay's VIP cell, to walk over to the bar.

"And what will you like to have?" He asked.

"Scotch," Love said as her eyes still followed the two across the club, before looking at the love of her life for the moment and smiling.

"Coming right up," he said as he walked towards the bartender.

Not sure if she was sure of the two faces she saw, Love followed them to the ladies room. The clutch was snatched and so was knife from her left leg, the four hands did a work of mystery, as they successfully turned and twisted Love, pushing her in and locking her up in one of the loo stalls.

"Haha, very funny, get me out at once," Love shouted as the other two smiled at each other before opening the door.

The two of them were named Abby and Pearl, the much talked duo who had conquered their sins better than any of the others. Gluttony and Anger, respectively. Love hugged the two of them not before giving them a death glare.

"What the hell was that?" Abby said.

"My new boyfriend, it was Zee's idea," Love said.

"Who knew the scientist had sass," Pearl said blowing at the tip of her nails.

"This is my case, what are you doing here?" Love asked.

"Backup," they said in unison.

"Well, I clearly need none," Love said smiling widely.

"Sure, Damon," Pearl said knowing she will act fast getting her silly ass stuck in the mafia business.

"Shut up, I need to go back, Andy might find it suspicious of me to disappear so randomly," Love said earning a nod from the other two. "But first, give it back to me," Love said as she looked at them demandingly. They placed the knife and clutch on top of their open palm. She took the knife and bent down to place it back inside the belt on her thigh, and took the clutch back in her left hand.

"Well for a change you look...colorful," Abby said as she giggled.

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After a couple of minutes, Abby and Pearl decided it was time they executed the plan, and as they exited the door, they noticed all the heads turned at them. Every person in the club had a gun, which was now pointed at the two of them. They tried to find Love, and there she was, in the center of the crowd, bending down on her knees with her hands on her thigh, a gun pointed between her eyes. On the other end of that gun stood Andy, who seemed drunk. And behind them stood the Boss, the Mafia, smiling from ear to ear. The club was lit now, not highly but enough to see the faces in the room. Abby and Pearl were pushed their way forward to Love, and as they approached their sister, they noticed the blood on her forehead.

It was a game gone wrong, very wrong. Abby pressed the little button on her ring.

"You sweet little peas, think you can cross me, Me?" Jay said as he played with the gun in his hand.

Love raised her eyes, fortunately for Pearl to noticed. She looked at the back door, but before she could show her what she actually wanted her to know, Andy grabbed her jaw to match her eyes with his angry ones. Love took out the knife from under her satin, and with a swift move, moved it across him. With a knife pressed in his chest he looked at Love and back at the knife, before pushing her away and falling to the ground. All of it happened in one swift moment, and before anyone could shot, the back door of the club was blasted. Chaos was seen next. As the fierce men were seem running for their lives out of the front door, Love grabbed the fat old mafia from his neck, while Abby and Pearl pointed the guns on the floor at him.

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The two younger ones helped Love move out of the club after the case was solved. As they reached their car, they noticed the amount of blood Love had lost, as she stumbled towards the bonnet. Pearl took out the First Aid box and handed her the Zee compound, as she applied a little antiseptic on her wounds.

"I feel bad," Love said as a tear left her eye.

"Bad, for what?" Abby asked holding her hand like a younger sister would do in distress.

"I used him," Love said as she looked at the starry night next, taking a deep breath she continued, "Just as he had used me."

"Don't walk down that road again Love," Pearl said.

"It must have felt the same to Andy," Love said as she wiped of the tear from the back of her bare wrist.

"It wasn't the same Love," Abby said.

"He hated the world he was born in, he wasn't a part of it, but I used him, he said I've hurt him in the worst way possible, that is what I said to him, same words Abby," Love said.

"What happened in their before we showed up?" Pearl asked.

"When I left the restroom, I went looking for Andy, and he was waiting with my drink right where he expected me to be. We talked for a minute, and then he took the glass from me, placing it on the table, he asked me to close my eyes. I noticed Jay walking towards us without his men, right before I closed my eyes. Taking out the gun I opened my eyes, as it was placed right where it should have been, between his eyes."

"Then?" Pearl asked Love to continue.

"The next thing I know is Andy was on his knees, holding a ring," A tear left Love eyes again. "I just couldn't gather myself up again, the tight on the gun loosened, and Jay grabbed me from behind my neck and made me hit my head against the table, and then threw me at Andy. All I could see in his eyes was hurt, and his pain, I felt it, it was the same when I read his thoughts, the same pain I felt," Love said bursting into tears.

Abby and Pearl had never seen her as vulnerable as she was today. Emotions are some messed up shit, they thought.

"Her wounds they've healed," Abby said looking at Love's condition.

With no where else to go, they drove back to the lab, with a case well solved, and an emotion which wasn't dealt with ever before, rise.