Chapter 11 – I’m Playing The War You’ve Set |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Killer
Her phone is ringing in her jacket.
Who’s calling her at this hour? It’s almost one in the morning.
I extract myself in slow moves and step down the bed to take it.
She’s not hearing it. She’s dead asleep and purring.
I silence the ringing and it’s flashing a male name. Evan.
Who the fuck is Evan?!
I’m in a bull stare on the display, chewing from my cheek, turning my stare to the bed where she’s sleeping like before.