Amira’s POV
“Hello, I know that I am handsome, but you don't need to be so stunned,” Bryan said with a cocky smile.
His voice snapped me out of my shock, and I just scoffed at him.
“You wish,” I said with a sneer, and his expression immediately changed.
“Amira, why are you being rude to him? I brought my friend to meet you, but you are being rude to him. Do you know who he is?” Sasha asked angrily.
“He is probably an asshole that wants to get into your pants,” I replied with an innocent smile.
“You better watch your mouth, b***h, or I will.”
“You will what punk?” Camilla's voice interrupted him from behind us.
I turned around to see her holding two glasses of wine with a very angry expression.
“She was the one that was being rude to me,” he explained with a frightened expression.
