CHAPTER 8: DELIVERY SENT
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“Anyone call that brat, I call a grandson.”
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Anna's eyes opened slowly,blinded buly the lights shining into her eyes confused by the hospital scenery before her, she groaned painfully as she attempted to sit up.
'My foot hurts' she muttered to herself, as she sat up on her bed.
'Anna!!' Kelly said smiling as she looked at her friend.
She smiled and took hold of Anna’s hand.
“Are you okay? Do you feel pain anywhere?” She asked, and Anna smiled.
“I’m okay,” she muttered, and Kelly frowned; she really wanted to crack open Nicholas' head for injuring her best friend, just thinking of him made her blood boil.
“Anna, divorce him,” Kelly said, Anna's eyes darkened, her smile faded, and her thoughts trailed back to the moment he pushed her.
“Kelly, I...I...” Her words cut short when the door suddenly opened and Stacy walked in.
“f**k,” Anna cursed under her breath; the feeling of suffocation and annoyance enveloped her heart. She forced a smile and averted her gaze to the figure that strutted in like a celebrity.
“What brings you here?” Kelly asked, and Stacy laughed; she glared at Kelly and averted her gaze to Anna.
“I didn't come here for you, pest,” she muttered and walked towards Anna, but Kelly stepped in front of her, and she frowned.
“Move”
“I dont think i will,” Kelly replied, her eyes fixed on Stacy's; the tension thick in the air.
Stacy chuckled and stepped backward; she trailed to the seat beside Anna and sat down. Kelly frowned; ready to pull her out by the hair, only being restrained by Anna holding her hand.
“Let's see what she has to say.” Anna said, Kelly frowned seemingly excepting Anna's proposal, returning her furious gaze back at stacy.
“This room is so tiny,” Stacy said and gently dusting of her jacket visibly in disgust.
“What do you want?” Anna asked, and Stacy flashed a smile at her.
“Divorce Nicholas; obviously you're not good enough for him. You clearly can't make him feel the way I do, its pathetic" she paused to look at Anna a sense of pride in her eyes.
“he needs a real woman, someone who he can rely on, someone who would stand with him,someone who's worthy and especially someone who can make him feel good" she smirked .Divorce him so he can be happy woman don't you want that for him.” She added, her gaze trailed to Kelly, and she frowned.
“Divorce him, Anna. I can't stand you getting insulted by a mistress, I mean side piece,” Kelly said through clenched teeth, and Stacy's eyes darkened.
“How dare…” Her words were interrupted by Anna's next words.
“I should really thank you.”
“What?” Stacy asked, and Anna flashed a smile at her.
An hour before stacy had came up, Xena had walked in, and asked for a favor.
*****Flashback (an hour earlier)
Anna's eyes slowly opened; she could smell the pungent smell of antiseptic filling the air, making her eyes water.
“Are you okay?” Xena asked, and Anna mumbled unknown words; she was confused, and she hissed in pain; she could feel her foot burning with sensation.
“I…I.. what's..…happening?” She asked, and Xena flashed a smile.
“Your foot is badly injured, but your okay; I'm here,” she muttered, and Anna fell back in the bed with a splitting headache.
“The divorce papers, I need to sign them,” she murmured, and Xena froze; she was unsure if she heard Anna correctly. According to Kelly, Anna didn't want a divorce, but why? That was still unknown to her.
“I need to sign it.” Anna murmured once more, “Where is it?” Xena asked, and Anna's lips moved, muttering out words into Xena's ear.
Xena smiled on hearing her words; finally, she found a way to set a trap for Nicholas and make him feel the pain Anna felt.
The surgery was over in what felt like hours , and Xena had left the hospital; she had found the divorce papers in Nicholas's room on his desk and beside it a piece of paper that had “Sign it, you orphan.”written on it.
Xena frowned and picked up the piece of paper; crumbling it and tossing it away.
Glaring at his desk filled with self portraits and expensive looking alcohol 'he must love these' she said as she picked up the divorce papers and walked out not before smashing his precious bottles on her way out.
(The flashback ends).
Anna smiled, and Stacy frowned. “What do you mean?” she asked.
“I should be grateful to you; you actually took my trash.”
Stacy frowned, and she glared at Anna. She wanted to slap her, but she wasn't ready to handle what might ensue with Kelly right beside her and security being just one yell away.
At that moment a call came through Stacy's phone, and she picked it up.
“What? He's where?” She yelled, her eyes burning with fury.
CLUB
A stripper walked into the VIP room; Dressed in a manner leaving little to the imagination, She pushed the door open with a slow flick of her heel, the hush of velvet and low voices falling silent as she stepped inside. The room was warm, dim, thick with anticipation. Eyes turned. She let them.
She wore almost nothing — just lace and temptation, barely hiding the curves she moved with like a promise. Every step was a slow invitation, hips swaying, lips parted in a knowing smile. Her fingers toyed with the strap on her thigh, dragging it down just enough to tease, not satisfy
“papi” she said in a deep s****l tone as she approached the figure sitting.
Nicholas was surrounded by women said "one more wouldn't hurt" looking lustfully at his newest plaything as she walked towards him.
“Come to me, senorita,” and the stripper smiled.
“This came for you papi,” she said and handed a fancy box to him and laid in his arms.
“What's this?” He asked.
“I don't know; a man told me it was for you; he was quite elderly,” she said as she played with his body, and Nicholas furrowed a brow in confusion.
“An elderly man?” He muttered and slowly unwrapped the box.
“That b***h”
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