Chapter 17. Tired

“Who made it?” I threw my cell phone on the dashboard. I could hardly cry in annoyance.

Clinton immediately hugged me and kissed my forehead. “I’ll take care of it. I won’t stop until I find out.” Clinton said seriously to me and kissed me on the forehead again.

We are now in his car. We just arrived here at school and haven’t come out yet.

He took his cell phone and called someone. I just looked at him.

“Hello, this is Clinton Montemayor, cousin of Sebastian. Uh yes, I want to stop the video from spreading. Uh yes, I’ll send the CCTV files later. Thank you Marco.” he ended the call and looked at me.

“Who is that?” I will ask.

“Sebe’s friend. Marco Mondragon.”

“Detective?”

“Sort of but he’s a Mafia. Why?” His eyes narrowed as he looked at me.

“Nothing, just asking!” I stared and looked outside.

“I’m warning you, Nicole. Once I marked my territory, you’re just mine. Do you understand?” he said seriously.

“Y-Yeah.”