Chapter 8
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Rome, Italy.
Souline's pov:
I groaned and rubbed my eyes after Alliana accidentally pushed me off the bed. I stood up, grabbed my phone, and exited her room to enter mine. "Hello?" I yawned before responding. "Hello? Souline?" asked a voice. "Um, who is this?" I asked.
"How come you don't remember me after we met hours ago?"
"Kai?" My brow furrowed as I asked. "No, it's blarney, no s**t; it's me, Kai," said Kai. I rolled my eyes, becoming irritated. "Why the f**k are calling me? Shouldn't you give Carlos a manicure to boost his ego?" I asked. "What?" Kai asked. "Why are you calling?" I asked. "Well, I just wanted to apologize on behalf of Carlos's behavior; I know it wasn't professional, but I assure you it wasn't intentional," Kai explained.
"You should apologize as well; why didn't you speak up for us?" I asked. "Because I'm not familiar with you two? Carlos is my brother," Kai stated. "Oh, so you don't correct him when he does something wrong just because he's your brother?" I asked. "It's not that; it's just not my concern," Kai explained.
Is he serious?
"I appreciate the apology, and I'm sure Alliana will as well, but why are you calling?" I asked. "Something occurred after you two left," Kai explained. "How does that relate to us?" I asked. "Well, after you and Alliana left, the cops came and arrested Carlos because he didn't have a lawyer," Kai explained.
"He would've had a lawyer if he wasn't such an asshole," I explained. "I know, I know, but could you please put her on the phone? I have another thing to tell her," Kai said. "She's currently resting," I explained. "Wake her up, smartass," Kai advised. "No, you stupid f**k, leave her alone," I said.
I could hear him tapping his feet on the ground through the phone, indicating that he was irritated, but I didn't care. "Fine, well, when she wakes up, tell her to call me," Kai murmured. "Mhm," I said as I hung up the phone. I returned to Alliana's room. I sat back down on the bed and immediately fell asleep again.
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Kai's pov:
I sighed and rested my palms on my face, groaning from the phone call. Even though Souline is hot, that attitude makes me want to grab her by the throat and throw her against the wall so she learns her place; but who knows where she is—probably in some cheapskate hotel with Alliana.
I wanted to rage and throw everything across the room like Carlos when he's enraged, but I'm not like that; I'm not violent unless I have to be.
I put my hands on the table and fiddled with my fingers. I went to the kitchen after a few minutes. I've been waiting for Carlos to call, but is he still at the police station? What is taking him so long? I sat down and prepared my food while waiting. I'm getting distracted yet again. I'm not sure what it is or what caused it.
To top it off, it's giving me a migr-
RING!
I grabbed the phone that was ringing. "Hello?" I inquired. "Hello? Kai?" Carlos asked. "Carlos? What was it that took you so long?" I asked. "Do you have any idea how long it takes to be locked up?" Carlos asked. "No, because I've never been to prison!" I explained. "Whatever did you call Souline?" Carlos asked. "I did, in fact," I admitted.
"Well? What exactly did she say?" Carlos asked. "I apologized on your behalf for your behavior and explained everything, including how you wanted Alliana to assist you with your legal issues; she said she'd get Alliana to call me tomorrow," I explained. "f**k," Carlos sighed. "I'm hoping she says yes," I said. "I hope so too," Carlos said.
"Can you tell me when visitation days are?" I asked. "Tuesday, Thursday, and Monday," Carlos explained. "Can I go tomorrow because it's Thursday?" I asked. "Yes, but please tell me what Alliana says in person because I won't be able to take any more calls until next Monday," Carlos said. "All right," I replied.
I sighed as I hung up the phone. Now I just have to wait for Alliana's response, which is tomorrow, and her decision is making me nervous.
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