LORENA CICERO'S POV

Glancing through my phone with my leg crossed, feeling refreshed in my room, suddenly, my phone rings. It was from an unknown number calling; I frown as I pick up, taking the phone closer to my ear.

"Who are you, and how may I help you?" I frown at the silence.

I was about to hang up when a baritone voice was heard from the other side of the phone. "Hello, Emerald,"

Hang on, that voice it is...That's good for nothing, taut.

"How did you get my number, you freak?" I flamed up again.

"My dearest soon-to-be wife, I can get any number I choose to; as...