Aira’s POV
“Mommm !!!!”, I whined on the phone as I heard her chide me for a range of reasons starting from not calling her myself, to eating junk, to throwing Zane out of the arena in the finals (that traitorous motherfvcker. I am so gonna whip his complaining ass), to getting lectured to not fool around like my fathers in their teens did, to the “insane” brothel bill I paid, to a strict instruction to get myself checked up for STDs and God knows what all freaking things mom imagined crawled inside me and died (God ! She is worse than Zane)- for which my mom had already made an appointment with my doctor back at home.
Ughh.
Who does that ?
It’s not like I got it raw and without a glove.
“Now be a good girl and come back to Diamond Ville, baby. Ingrid is going to
