Aiden's POV
"I invited her but she never arrived"
I sat, frozen to the seat. The chairs adorned in velvet clothing, carried a history of many con artists on them but there was little meaning to it now that it was empty.
My silence proved my lack of undertsnading of the situation.
"How is she? Is she blending into the deal?"
I stare at the plate before me.
"She should be, by now. I can assume a year is too much to tolerate"
The shrimp seemed to be dancing in front of me.
Its when it struck me.
"Did she meet you?", tugged at my tongue but he uttered, carelessly and without the most concern, his handkerchief hanging onto the shrimp piece he dumped inside his mouth.
"She is a bad b***h"
Anger ran through my nerves, like poison in a drink. No, he didn't do this.
"She needs to learn
