Chapter 125

Agatha’s POV

“How did it go?” I asked, arms akimbo, as my eyes trailed Clara until she sat with a thud on the bed.

“How do you think it went?” she returned the question licking her lips and moving her body sensually.

“Oops, you know what I mean, Clara,” I said with a slight smirk on the side of my lips and paced around slightly, my hips swaying with every move I made.

“I see you don’t want to be fed details of how I gave it to him from the front, back, and even from the side. It was sizzling hot. Damn! You never told me this dude was good-”

I watched her as she kept talking about her escapade with Aaron without saying anything. She looked at my face in one jerk and saw how cold and serious it had grown. She didn’t need to be told I was in no mood to hear her vain blabbings.

“I could fix the chip to the side of his phone casing while he was fast asleep. Not to worry, he didn’t suspect anything but what are you doing trying to track a man like that?” she asked, her brows creasing slig