Georgia's POV
"Gia! What are you waiting for? Distribute the merchandise immediately! You sluggish b*tch!" Xander exclaimed, and he is holding two weapons in each hand as he looked at me. I bit my bottom lip; if I am not a pretended Gia Royce, I would have to attack all of these men's arses if I am a Georgia Miller this time. I adjust my glasses and approach gently as if I were a naive woman.
"You have a gorgeous and sexy woman here, Xander," I heard a raspy voice say. Everyone, whistled at me as I took the hefty firearms and placed them on the center table. The elderly gentleman with brown eyes says, holding this large black cigarette in his mouth. He looks at me with utter lust in his eyes. I'm hoping Xander does not sell me to this type of man; it would be a huge problem, and Hugo wo
