Amy's piercing ringing tone from her phone made her flip her head sharply, and she saw that it was Dwanye calling her.

"Damn! I have to leave right now." She said and was about to rush out quickly when her stilettos hung in her long dress, and just then she fell back to the bed.

"Your king, right?" Redford asked sarcastically, and Amy raised an eyebrow; she could smell jealousy from his voice.

"And what does this have to do with you?" Amy asked, still trying to gather up her long dress so she could leave."

"It is my fucking concern, because I own, you know, that is clearly in...