Author's P. O. V
Natalia paced around the bar where she worked part time as a singer, her head floating with thoughts, all centered around a rich little princess.
Well, at least not in bed. Natalia still couldn't shake off the shock she got when Jasmine took charge in the bedroom, her personality shifting.
"You're making me dizzy with all that pacing." Sydney blurted out, without taking her eyes off the guitar she was tuning.
Natalia shot her a nasty glare.
The woman huffed, "What is it this time? Did your roommate piss you off again?" Sydney asked. Although it hadn't been very long since Natalia got the job at the bar, she had already drowned Sydney's ears with talk of Jasmine.
At first, Sydney thought she was looking for an outlet to bitch about her roommate, but she soon realized that it was much deeper.
"Women can't be fucking trusted. They walk around acting like rabbits, but they're really wolves underneath." Natalia cursed.
