Yashashree's POV
I bashed the bottle of rum against the wall then headed to the sofa to slump myself there. My head hurts just by thinking about it. I can't believe how arrogant that dumb fucker has been to me today. I don't care if he's one of the shareholders neither how long is his d**k. My strap on is way longer and bigger than that baby carrot.
I search into my pockets.
See, I found no damn to give to that bastard.
By this time my breathing is ragged. I tried to even my breathing when my phone goes off. I lazily drag my body off of the sofa and crawl closer to the coffee table.
Without any energy, I answer the call. My eyes widen when I hear the caller's voice. It's Aleena, it sounds like she's crying, I can hear her hiccuping as she tries to speak to me. The way she stutters, p
