Vovvy POV

I sneak into the kitchen while humming boss music to myself. I need to know. Are those cheeks as sweet as everyone says?

I hear Jake cooking. With MY pots and pans. I growl under my breath. Grrrr.

I sneak into the kitchen. There I crouch down. I come face to face with his ass.

Holy shit. He does have sweetcheeks.

Glad to know my answer, I leave the kitchen.

Ellis pov

Jake Sweetcheeks Wilson is sooooo handsome. I saw his chiselled muscles and sweetcheeks making food earlier and it was so epic.

Of course, Bobby is my husband. I'm not gonna dump him for Jake. Even if he doesn't have cheeks quite as sweet.

Shannon's pov

I'm glad to see that all the effort I went to trying not to get Elise killed went to shit. Now she's likely falling for someone else.

Rocco, meanwhile, I'm keeping an eye on. That girl he's with... I need to make sure nothing bad happens to her.

Also I keep leaving many condoms around their house. A child born to them would be disastrous.

Rocco pov

My last killing attempt was unsuccessful. So, I have to try again.

I snuck into the emo's house. I found a large rock. I doubt I could do much with it.

I find the most poisonous poison. I look at it. Poisoning last time didn't work, however in all fairness Chelsea is not smart.

I steal the poison and I make two cups of tea. I mix poison into hers.

"Oh Chelsea!"

Chelsea pov

Rocco left tea in our room. I pick up the tea furthest from me. Maybe there's 5o grand in there.

I sip it. It's good tea.

Rocco comes back and smiles at me. "Feeling ok?"

"I feel great."

"Hm." He takes a few big mouthfuls of the other cup.

He coughs. I watch him, sipping my tea, as he retches and splutters.

"Chelsea! The tea!" He says hoarsely.

"Yes, it's very nice Rocco."

He seemingly struggles to breathe. His face goes red, and he falls to the floor in a heap, unconscious.

I realise he's not breathing.

On inspection, he'll never breathe again.

Prince Rocco is dead.