No place like home

Zuri POV:

Okay wow, that was liberating. AHHH...okay I'm fine, first time quieting a job. I should do this more often.

Walking out of the kitchen I leave Matt with Frank. I exit using the backdoor, I don't want to face the nosy customers.

I swing the black steel door open and I freeze. A bunch of men stand around the perimeter holding guns and I'm pretty sure they're scaring civilians but who am I kidding nothing scares these people.

"Hello boys " I wave over to them and they stare at me with expressionless faces nodding

"Get in the car, Zuri," James says rolling down the car's window

He slightly lowers his shades, staring at my outfit and he chuckles

"What's funny" I say, placing my hands on my hips

"Nah I just thought that someone who was dating a trillionaire would have ...how can I say this better taste" He rolls his window up and I stare at him stunned

No, he did not just violate me like this

I scoff and I decide to sit on the curb, now way I'm sitting in a car with a smar