THE DEVIL'S FIRST LOVE
“Don’t you think it would be nice for a queen to get a new Benz. The three million own, babe. I need to go to that gala like a Queen, like your wife. Don't you like when other ladies look at me with jealousy on their faces.”
I let out a sigh, raising my head from her lap and moving closer to her. My hand went over her shoulder to hold her close to me.
“Queen, you know what your sister did to me, don't you?”
She placed her phone down, crossed her arms, while rolling her eyes. “I do. You know I'm a Queen, don't you?”,
"I do, but you know how much is left in my account, right?”
She rolled her eyes again. “Forget it.” She got down from the bed, going ahead to sit on the stool by the dresser.