"Well go get her here, to the next room, room 23", my dad said.
I turned to him, "We already talked about this, I'm not getting involved in this, she doesn't even have to know that I'm involved in this, please", I said sternly.
"You're scared your wife is going to get mad because I f****d her?", the way Ricci said it made my heart boil.
Every part of my body was begging me to pull out the gun in my waistband and finish it on them but I couldn't...not today.
I swallowed hard, "I am not getting involved in this, go get her yourself" I said and returned my eyes back to my phone.
He rolled his eyes and called one of the body guards, "Go downstairs and tell her there's a special invitation to my room to see her privately, give her the room number", he instructed and left.
Soon as the door
