Chapter 11

Jordan Miller

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Alessandro was a bastard. He was a jerk, a dick, and an asshole, but he was also a smart man.

I looked at my phone in disgust, trying with all my might to resist throwing it against the wall. 

I had gotten what I'd been asking for any opportunity I got, but it made me want to strangle Alessandro. He said he hated me being fake. Let's see how real I could get when I get my hands on him.

As usual, he'd disappeared for days, today being the third day, so I couldn't even get through to him to ask him what the hell he did with my sim card. My phone was in my hands, but it hadn't felt so far away. Not even when Alessandro was holding it hostage.

For lack of a better word, my phone was useless as I couldn't access the fucking internet. I couldn't even text my friends. I could see their previous texts though, all of them asking about my whereabouts. There was a reply-obviously from Alessandro-telli