Qyeen Sullivan

"Cookie, its either you get in the car yourself or I carry you."

The confidence and arrogance in his voice made me involuntarily shudder.

"Is this normally how you approach girls for a date? Because if it is, you need some serious work buddy" I told him but his face remained of indifference. 

"Your answer?" He asked, completely ignoring what I said.

"Wow. Its like I'm invisible." I shrugged before I turned to walk away, only to be yanked back and thrown over his shoulder. My eyes, cold and sharp glared at him in anger.

"Put me down this instant!"

"Second option it is"

Faithful To His Qyeen

"You're everywhere, aren't you tramp?" 


"Impossible! How are you still alive!" she screamed at me. 


"Ugh, the last time I checked, you were the one limping out my apartment with my cheating ass ex-boyfriend after I caught you two. Does the little mark at the back of your thigh not ring a bell?" I asked her. 


Nevida Pablo. The little bitch I never got along with growing up. I know for a fact she isn't here invited. There is no way Alesso would let her even remotely close to him. 


Plastic surgery really did her well. She was an ugly little thing growing up. Guess her ways haven't changed because she's still leeching after someone else's man. 


"You're supposed to be dead!" she screamed. 


"I'm sorry but did you kill me? Did you send someone to kill me? Why are you insisting I should be dead" I asked her. I was genuinely curious as to why those were the only words she could get out. 


Chapter 15