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Chapter Fifty
DAWN. [MONDAY, LAS VEGAS.]
"Welcome to Las Vegas!"
Joanne cheers beside me, and I let out a chuckle as the fresh air of the city hits me.
"We are getting a fucking suite! Can you believe that?!"
She says with her eyes wide, and I shake my head; rolling my bag along with me.
"I sort of can believe it. It's the CEO; I wasn't expecting any less. "
She nods as we walk behind him while he speaks to the hotel receptionist and after two or more minutes; he signals to us and we all head in the suite's direction.
For the thousandth time today; I bring my phone up, a frown stretching over my lips when I see nothing from him—not a message and not even a call.
Ever since Friday night, he hasn't been replying to my messages or calls and I'm getting fucking worried. If this is one of the bullshit where he tells me he just wants to get a reaction out of me, then he can go to fucking hell!
"Are you okay?"
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DAWN.He looks so good.Damn him for looking so well!"Princess. " He gives me a small smile, taking long strides across the room to get to me before pulling me flushed against his chest, one arm around my waist while the other goes to my head, pressing it tightly against his warmth. "Fuck, I miss you so much. "Pulling away from his embrace, I stare up at him with a frown. "You're in Las Vegas, how?"I ask and he chuckles before casually throwing himself on the bed, staring up at me with his left leg crossed over the right one. "A little surprise. "He shrugs, and I raise my brows at him. "You mean you knew you were coming here, but you said no?"He nods with a bright smile, seeming obviously proud of himself whereas I'm mad as fuck."Okay, I get you wanted to surprise me, but does that also justify you not replying to my texts?""No, and that was a prank I pulled. I was busy, Dawn. "You girl, are in a rel
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