Chapter 16-Game on

Savannah

I'm sitting chilling in the living room, watching something unfamiliar. I'm simply waiting for his guest.

That's right. He should've known I'm not one to back down from a challenge. Shame on him.

After our not-so-heated eye contact and arguments about the challenge, he all but dared me and stomped up to his room, where he'd been holed up for hours.

Me? I didn’t have anywhere to go. Mom said she had visitors over and didn't want me there, so I’m just chilling.

I'm starting to get disappointed when the doorbell rings. I spring out of the chair with a wicked smile on my face.

I pull the door open, and the first thing I see is a woman's figure. She has huge tits, like a stripper, with an hourglass body. Hazel eyes meet my green ones. She seems sweet and nervous, which makes me rethink my decisions.

“Uhm, I’m sorry, but I’m looking for Dominic. Is he in?”

I look at her and smile brightly. “Sure, he is. You must be the new house help?”

She looks surprised. “Oh no, no, I’m not. I’m—”