Liora’s POV
“Um, what are you doing?” Arianna asks as I shove one of my favorite skirts into my box.
“I am eating pineapples… oh so yummy… what the hell does it look like I’m doing?” I grunt, passing her a glare.
She rolls her eyes and walks further into the room from where she stood by the door. “Calm down, will you? What the hell crawled up your a*s? A certain billionaire who wants to control you, huh?”
I roll my eyes and decide to ignore her. But she doesn’t seem to get the hint because, barely five seconds later, she speaks again.
“But why are you packing? I thought you said he was going to buy you clothes.”
“......”
“Girl, you signed a contract. Don’t tell me you plan on not following it?”
Obviously. She thought I was going to tie myself down with a stupid contract? No way in
