The Reason

Dhalia POV

Sitting, I smile at them all.

“Look, Angel, I’m not sure what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours. This isn’t part of your hen night,” Blake leans down in front of me.

“You say that, but Carl even replied to me while I was outside, so you can stop the act now,” I bite my lip.

“We need a video,” the grumpy guy pushes past.

“A video I can do. What sort?” I smile at him, and his eyes widen.

“Chase,” Blake snaps, and he turns to look back at me. “Look, we need you to make your daddy aware that we want the money,” Blake steps forward and pushes Chase away.

He holds out his phone.

“Something like, ‘Please help me, save me.’ Right?” I smile at Blake.

“Yeah, but more serious.” He mutters and holds the phone up. “You tell him we want the item or a million to cover its worth. If he doesn’t send it quick enough, you’re getting hurt,” Blake’s words are vicious as he leans into my face.

Heat floods through me. I’m unsure why Carl would set up this, but I think it’s fun either