Chapter 92

"Chill, it's just me," Black muttered, pushing away the gun pointed at her head. "You could have shot me."

She was wearing black pants with a white shirt, and there were jewelry pieces all over her body.

"You better stop popping out like that, or you are going to get shot," Satan warned.

Black rolled her eyes as she climbed into the car and sat next to Amelia. She pulled out two bars of chocolate and handed one to Amelia.

"It's delicious, trust me."

"I don't like you; there is no way I am accepting that," Amelia muttered, shoving the bar back into Black's hand.

"You don't have to be so rude, princess," Black uttered. "We haven't had a good discussion before. Why don't you like me? I'm cute, and I am nice to pretty girls."

"I'm not a girl; I am a woman," Amelia differentiated as she took bars and tore the wrappings. "And I don't want you to keep flirting with my husband."

Black's brows arched. "So that is it, huh? You wouldn't hate me now?"

"I don't hate you," Amelia replied. "If you s
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