Chapter thirteen

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Tiffany tagged along on our little shopping spree, of course she had to. Tiffany became like a best friend of Titi and I. She was a wonderful person as well, making us laugh and giving us the best life advise, yes I actually am not joking.

Sadly, she was not going to be with us. She's not coming to the ball with us and instead is staying over with Tie and Gio, she volunteered to help Tie watch over baby Gio seeing that we'll be back late midnight from the ball party.

Of course I'm a bit curious about this ball, seeing that I don't know anyone from Italy and I've never seen Louis' boss once, it didn't help my curiosity with how many times Titi and Tiffany talked so respectfully of him but with a clear hint of fear.

Soon enough, we were gathering our stuff and heading home with four bags each, Tiffany got herself something too. It was Thursday afternoon, and I'm excited to get out and meet some people tomorrow. Maybe, just maybe I'd find myself someone hot to fuck me over after the party or during the party.

Don't expect much from me, I'm still mourning the death of my 8 years relationship with a man I thought loved me with every viber in his body, seems like it was all too good to be true.

It didn't help that Alejandro came over and fucked me over with how sweet he is, making me believe he wanted to get to know who I am and was interested in more to me than just sex or my body.

Alejandro and I were hitting it off for nearly a month until suddenly he just disappeared and stopped calling, texting and never showed up. It's like he just vanished, and as hard as it is to admit, it did hurt me. But I reminded myself that I shouldn't entertain men anymore, I shouldn't expect more than quick fucks and fun and games.

It was six pm and I was lying in bed, completely exhausted after our shopping adventure that finished just and hour ago when I got a call from an unknown number. Of course I did what any logical thinking person would do, I didn't answer.

When it came to calls from a number not safed up on my phone or stated private, I don't pick it up, seeing that many people did shit from this, trying maybe to trace your location with a call or just simply a spam call or hacker.

I tossed and turned in annoyance as my phone rang nonstop, the chilling ring now starting to frustrate me. Whoever this person was is making me hate my life right now. I just wanted to sleep for damn sake.

After a full three minute of non-stop ringing, I did something I probably shouldn't have, maybe turning my phone off or putting it on silence was better, but instead my stupid ass answered the phone.

"Who the fuck is this?!" I snapped at the caller, my face crunched up in anger.

It was obviously silent for a full minute before the fucker spoke up and nearly gave me a damn heart attack. "Lysha, baby it's me."

I sat up on the bed, my heart dropping and body running cold. Immediately hanging up and dropping my phone next to me. My eyes stared blankly at my white wall, as my mind started running a thousand miles a second.

Where the hell did he get my new number? I made sure to change my number, block him from seeing my location, blocked him from my other social media accounts and most importantly I had no friends who could send him my new number.

The phone started ringing again and I jumped, startled. Mastering enough courage. I picked the phone and answered the caller. "Where did you get my number?"

"I had my ways." Devon said, his gruffy voice making goosebumps rise on my skin, this time it was definitely not from pleasure but fear. "I miss you, baby."

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