Power | Zarincy
The power was like claws, grabbing at her. Zarina loved the power she had. She had left Salem only a short few months ago She had given up on Emma and after realizing that Quincy was gone too, She decided to go back, with her head held low, to where she was before. However, in Virginia, she caused about ten times more trouble than she ever did with Quincy. Soon, she realized that she had a power that even Quincy never had. People were coming to her to deal with things that you’d only ever ask the Mafia to do. She felt amazing, on top of the world. She had a nice office in a good section of town for a “business”. Currently she was staring at some papers for things people had asked her for.
"Wow. You did better than I ever expected you to." Came a voice from her doorway. Zarina looked up, about to retaliate but froze as her eyes landed on Quincy. "I’m oddly proud."
"Well you did teach me everything I know." She said with a smirk and looked down. "So is this permanent or is this temporary again and you’re going to be all innocent in a few hours?"
"Nah, Should be permanent. Been like this a few days." Quincy said walking in and behind Zarina. "You know the underground word travels fast. I must say, this is impressive."
"So are you in or," Zarina paused looking up at him. Quincy smiled his evil little smile at her evil little smirk. "Or are you out?"
"Do you have to ask Babe?" He said kissing her head. "I’m in." Zarina smiled as she felt the power clawing at her once again.