Chapter 119
"Hey, where are you?" Juliette asked Linc anxiously on the phone.
"In my house. What is it?" Linc questioned impatiently.
"We really need to talk," Juliette insisted.
"I'll text you my address," Linc replied curtly before abruptly ending the call and tossing his phone onto the bed.
"Who was that?" Annabelle inquired.
"It was Juliette. She said we have to talk. Go get the things I asked you to," Linc said, a touch of impatience in his tone.
"Don't do anything stupid with her. Don't let her seduce you," Annabelle cautioned sternly as she prepared to leave the bed. Linc couldn't resist slapping her bare butt cheeks as she descended, causing a mischievous glint to flicker in her eyes.
Once alone, Linc retrieved his phone and texted Juliette his address.
Still fuming from the recent will reading, the anger in Linc's mind thrived.