"Common, Briella, alright, alright, where are you?" He asked. "Don't even think about it, Chris, I don't want to see your lying face." She retorted coldly. "Bullocks and shit, Briella, common, fuck your damn husband, dumb him in a hospital, and meet me at Royal palace suites, let's talk." He said, rapidly becoming impatient with her persistent insults, why did she care for the bastard so much anyway? She was silent for a while and the only sound he heard was her labored breathing. "Fine, I'll meet you at the bar there in two hours. You are going to take care of the rucking hospital bills." "Well, that's fine” The line went dead before he could complete his sentence. "Fuck me." He cussed. He called the chauffeur, "Turn the fucking car around, we're going to the royal suite." He said.Chris drank four glasses of an expensive cocktail and smoked cigarette after cigarette while waiting for Briella. As he did, he kept his eye out for…well, for Ariah. If Kade had been right about her
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