#Chapter160

Pulling up to where the black jet rest climbing down my bike and up the stairs leading into the champagne color decor seeing our men scattered in their numbers all over the private port. Sonia sits by the window eating a very juicy stake by the looks of it clearly satisfied with every bite she takes having my brother glare at her from across the aisle sitting opposite her. Little Miss runaway like I do call her due to her infamous acts of running every time wasn't a tad bit bothered Vlad eyes trains on her wishing he could snatch the plate from her possibly throws it out of...