Chapter 72 His Fuck Toy
- "A whore", She seethed.
- I clicked my tongue and sighed dramatically rolling my eyes. Then I pulled my hand back to flip my hair over my shoulder.
- "Babe, I'm the goddamn Prima ballerina of New York City", I gave her the cruelest smile I could muster but I hated how it made me feel. "You can have Aleksander when I'm done with him", i added.