Chapter Twenty-Four

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This is like my fav Samoan song (My home) and I get that you don't know the words to it, but yeah, I just wanted to add it on my playlist here on this book. :) Enjoy reading babes.

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"Well, well ... if it isn't the woman of my heart." Royce chuckled. "You just ruin the fun we're having here. Why so fast now?"

"You want me, now I'm here!" She wheel herself up to Royce and he stood up. "If you ever touch my boy Royce, I swear I would want to end up in jail for a reason – for killing you!" She pointed resentfully to Royce. "Please, just leave them out of this."

"I am not going to leave until I'm done with your ex." He looks at me and then look back at Mila. "He's the reason why you won't choose me. He's the reason why I can't even embrace you and love you the way I want to – he's the reason why I torture you whenever you think of him."

She thinks of me?

I blushed and I saw her blushing too.

"I'm done with him. I'm engaged to you! Aren't you happy about that?" She yelled at him. "I'm engage to you – and if you want me to forget about him then let's go somewhere far and be alone. Just us. No Micah, and no Jerome! You want that, right?"

She lied to me! She said she wasn't engage to him. She frigging lie to me.

Royce caresses her cheeks and leaned forward to kiss her, but she moved back, ignoring his kiss. "You see what I mean ..." Royce whispered and I could hear him. "You won't even stop thinking about him. The only thing I can do right now is kill him so you'd forget about him."

"Royce, I just escaped from the hospital for you! Do you even know how much pain I'm carrying with me right now because of that? I'm here, you're here ... let's go."

"How'd you know I would be here, baby?" Royce let out an evil laugh. "Did one of my ladies tell you?"

"Shut your mouth." She demanded him and he kept quiet. "Quit playing games with me and start walking."

"As you wish, M'lady." Royce bow to her like she was a princess or queen.

"Wait ..." I hold them when they were about to leave. "I would need to spend one night with her." I said without looking at both of them and George was still standing at the door. "George I told you that you can go, I got it from here."

George took one more look at both of them before closing the door behind him.

"Micah ..." Milada said my name slowly and in hunger as if she wanted it as well.

"Uhm ..." Royce said as he gave me a sly leer. "Not going to happen, but thank you though for your honesty and for asking for my permission."

"I didn't ask for your permission, I said I need to spend one night with her. One night only." I told him again and this time, he was all ears. "I just need to talk to her. Who knows, she might also become as bad as you are."

"Well," he looks at Mila and Mila was looking at me, but I didn't want to look back at her, "don't we all need a bad girl in our lives? Sometimes they give us more credit than good girls." He caresses Mila's cheek and turned her to face him. "Don't you think so, baby girl?"

"Don't you baby girl me. Cary, does it sexier than you." She slap off Royce's hand away from her and then looks another direction away from him. Cary? Who the heck was Cary?

"If you talk about her like that again –"

"Micah." Mila stops me and I did. "Please, just let it go."

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