STUCK WITH THE MAFIA TWINS
A million notifications sat on my phone’s screen, many left on delivered for months now but they can’t blame me; I’m out in the wild and survival is the first instinct.
“Chelsea,” Nathara’s voice blasted through the phone as I picked up her call.
“You need something?” I snapped, etched with irritation.
“The fuck? Who the hell are you talking back to in that tone?” Her tone rose, feisty as usual.
“I don’t give a fuck who you are, Nathara Kali, okay? The fuck you think this is, Nathara?”
My skin prickled, over whelmed with pure bitterness.
“I see,” she laughed before returning to her snake gaze. “Anyways, return to the manor in twenty minutes, I’ve got something very special for you.” She hung
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