𝟭𝟮 - 𝟳 - 𝟮𝟬
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(yea and nun of the niggas in the background are in the story. ✌️)
Christian woke up irritated and with a headache. He groped around for his surroundings and saw he wasn't at home, but at someone's else's house.
He sighed deeply as he stretched his limbs. He swung his feet over the couch and felt carpeted ground. He was in Antonio's penthouse.
He cursed when he realized what had happened last night. He opened his phone to see multiple messages from Evelyn and discarded them.
Although he drank a lot, he remembered every detail of yesterday and of how Evelyn continued to lie to him.
Trey wasn't her brother, they weren't even cousins. They didn't share a drop of blood.
Christian knew exactly who her brother was and tried to give her the benefit of the doubt, but she so plainly lied to his face without any hesitation.
He hated that for their relationship but he knew what he was going to do when he got home.
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𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃
Romance"ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏʀ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴀʟɪꜱᴄᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴛᴇʟ?" "ɴᴏ ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇʀ." "ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ ꜱᴀʏ? "ɴᴏ ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇʀ."
