Sophia
Caught in bed.
“Hello,” I said into the phone, my heartbeat sounding in my ears. I waited eagerly to hear, to know who exactly was calling.
Or maybe if I'd hear Ricci’s voice, mocking me.
“You did well.” The voice sounded crisp and automated. It sounded like a human being. Maybe they'd use some kind of effect.
I raised a brow. I did well?
“Are you watching me?” I asked, and I could hear the slightest hint of panic in my voice.
“Am I not allowed?” The effect couldn't hide the mockery in the person's voice.
“Son of a gun,” I whispered to end the call.
“Don't, let's meet. I'll explain everything.” The voice said, and I paused.
I bit down on my lower lip and creased my brow, I didn't know how to respond to this.
“We have a common enemy, Sophia, you've come all this way. Don'
