SAGE
“How far?” I ask stepping into the closet. I’m on the phone with Mike.
“Will be there in thirty sir.”
“Good.” I snap the phone shut and look at the clothes in my closet.
What am I wearing for this dinner? A suit? Isn’t it so formal?
Jeans and some t-shirt?
No. That’s too casual.
I don’t know. That’s why I need my designer but he is back home. I don’t want Harley to find out that I’m here with his b***h.
Talking of the b***h, I hate her. I have never hated someone so much in life. I just feel the need to make her miserable. I just can’t stand her and I’m always tempted to snap her neck and silence her at once.
She is getting tough. She is not scared of me anymore. Or rather, she is just acting up. I’m kinda quiet but let her not mistake it for softening because I will h
