Clemont's p.o.v

I don't pay magazines and journals to publish my pictures with hot steamy captions above them. I don't chase young beautiful women around the city like a headless duck.

I attract attention wherever I go. My ilicit drug business is booming and I have the whole police force in my pocket. I have numerous streams of billions of cash from a number of illegal deals within and without the city.

I literally own Los Angeles. Every model wants to be with me, am their alpha idol and no matter how long I disappear from the lime light they still dig for me from the hay stacks where am hiding to cool down my ever overworking nerves.

And that's how the two most beautiful lasses of they city, Abigael and Bella fell in love with me. I didn't work my ass out trying to chase them up and down. They fell in love with me because I am as ruthless as the devil.

Even my peers bow down to me when I appear in their own neighborhood.

I had seen this girl earlier , before she dissappeared to who knows where. I wo