T R I C I A
"What do you want from me?" I demanded, trying to keep my cool.
"Two million. Cash. Should be provided before the end of this week, and we can lay low for now. Your secret is safe with me, until you fail to give me what I want. Then these pictures go to Dominic's Pack, the human police, and vampire council. I'm sure they'd love a story like this." He said, and the line went dead.
I stared at my phone, my mind reeling. Two million? Where the hell was I supposed to get that kind of money?
The thing was, no one knew one of the reasons I was back to the country was because of I had lost my career. My job. My modelling contract was cancelled quietly by my agency, because I had almost killed one of my managers.
That was the only option except jail. They kept everything low and d
