CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN
AUTHOR'S POV
"Selena! You haven't still fulfilled your end of the contract" Dera settled on the seat opposite Selena as she typed away, barely acknowledging her presence.
"I'm speaking with you" She nudged the laptop a little, threatening to close it if Selena kept ignoring her presence.
"Dera please" She muttered under her breath "I'm busy. Can you come back later?" She didn't as much raise her head to look at her, for she was trying to keep up with the week she had gone on an impromptu leave "Don't you have something to do now?" She groaned
"Will you shut the fuck off, you ungrateful bitch. After all, I've done for you, you still dare to curse at me?" Dera began to take things too far "Do you know how many strings I pulled just for you not to be convicted of the crime? You have no idea, do you? I can.."
