“How dare you let her disrespect me like that, Viktor?” Amelia says, fuming.
“What part of, we need to be respectful and play nice with the ambassadors do you not f*****g understand, female! Those fleas like you like to call them, backed us up last night when your shitty family didn’t lift a f*****g wing to help us. Don’t you dare talk to me about disrespect.” I growled at her.
Her face blanched and she was about to argue something but then changed her mind, turned around and walked away from me.
That’s what I thought.
I go back to my father’s office after I see her turn the corner.
“I apologize, Father. I had to take care of Amelia,” I said with a growl.
“That female is crazy, son. They all are.” Father says exasperated.
“Yes. Very.” I agree with him.
“Well. Let's discuss them lat
