The Billionaire's Obsession: Reborn For Revenge
I gestured lazily at the phone, “That’s my girlfriend. Your sister should know that, should she not? After all, she knows that I have someone I'm dating.”
The silence that followed was thick, almost suffocating. Morrison froze like he hadn’t expected me to admit it so bluntly. Amaya’s eyes widened, her lips parting in disbelief.
“Your what?” He demanded, his voice sharp, high-pitched with outrage.
I smirked wider, my tone mocking just a little, “Girlfriend. Do you want me to spell it out for you?” I sat back in my chair again, crossing one leg over the other, completely unbothered, “Emelia is mine. Is that clear enough?”
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