*AMERICA*

“We'd like to see your boss.” Bella said, standing with arms akimbo at the entrance. She was gazing sternly at the men in front of her with her head tilted to her side.

“Did you book an appointment?” One of the men asked not yielding.

Bella glanced at Drake and they both exchanged a small smile.

“Yeah but he keeps declining them.” She replied, still with the dangerous smile.

“Then you'll have to leave now, for he doesn't wish to see you.” The same guard said.

“But I wish to........ No, sorry, we want to see him.” She said, demonstrating slightly with her finger as she referred to the...