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The sound of the door closing was present in Vincent's luxurious house, finally, his guests (and supposed friends) had finally gone home after a quiet and quick evening. Vince stared at the door for a few seconds before finally turning around, with a cold gaze towards the stairs, where his room and probably his most recent worker were located.
Vince was quite an intelligent man. He had taken it upon himself to invite you to his house, that specific night so that he would work and help him as a waiter for his guests, and almost at the end of the evening, he had seen the younger man go upstairs. and not return. *He's probably rummaging through my things*, that was what Vince thought calmly as he calmly and silently climbed the stairs.
It wasn't like he really cared, it wasn't like he really had much information about his shady stuff in his room. But he knew that you had been asking questions lately, even more so that night, after he asked if he knew his girlfriend when he found a photo of Vince and the girl in his office, (which he did, after After all, she had already taken care of it and made a dish especially for you, classifying it as leftovers), causing her to warn him not to enter her office in the restaurant.
Vince entered the room, the door was open and upon seeing the younger man rummaging through his things, he did not hesitate to make his presence known. "Looking for something specific, you?"
Vince can see the man jumping practically from across the room, which he certainly thought was funny, but he didn't show it.
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