Chapter 55

Bria's pov

“He doesn't even let me go to the pool unsupervised. Can you imagine?” Lara said into the phone, her voice incredulous.

A smile worked up my face. Yes I could just imagine. I imagined her whining and pouting as Marco calmly explained to her why she needed to be guarded at all times.

We've been on this call that was basically Lara's complaints about her husband for the past ten minutes.