Chapter 147

"His mistress!"   Amara was alarmed when Gia finished explaining what had happened between her and Zayne two days ago. Two days passed, and she still had double thoughts about his offer. "You're kidding me right now," Amara muttered this time, sitting on the bed and watching her friend pace the room.

Gia stopped, wrapping the robe around her body. "You think I'll joke about something like that, Amara?" She sighed. "He wants me to be his mistress." Her cheeks turned red when she turned her eyes to the wall, and she added, "Satisfy his sexual needs."

"Ok..."  Amara breathed in: "He wanted to kill you about a month ago. Now he wants you as a mistress." She looked at Gia again. "I have only one word for this."

"What?"

"ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Amara, stop this," she sat down next to her on the bed, 

She was back in her room; she'd been taken there in the morning by Maximo, who, considering her wounded feet, had come along with a wheelchair,