Page 495 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
“I hate both of you,” I said.
“Speaking of hot,” RJ said. “What the heck is that portrait of me in your secret lair?”
“Oursecret lair. And didn’t you pose for that?”
RJ laughed. “No? You must have painted it from your imagination.”
“I didn’t paint it. Axel did.”
“Well that’s not nearly as flattering. I thought you painted me. Because you’re obsessed with this.” He gestured to himself.
“No. Why on earth would I paint you half naked?”
“Well, why would Axel?”
I sighed. “He said he did it at that painting class he took Gemma to. So you weren’t there?”
RJ laughed. “No. And there’s no way Axel painted that.”
“So who did?”
“Presumably someone who’s actually obsessed with me.” He stared at me.
“It wasn’t me, RJ!”
“Baby doll, no one would blame you.”
I sighed.
There was another knock on the door.
“That’ll be my date,” Liam said and walked off.
“Who did he end up asking?”
“I think his Russian girlfriend,” RJ said.
“I thought she wasn’t technically his girlfriend?”
“I mean...she is when she’s in the country. It would be super rude if he brought someone else when she was visiting.”
My cousin and my brother were so weird.
Liam walked in with a tall brunette on his arm. She was wearing a beautiful floor-length gown. It was a modest cut but super skin tight. And you could just tell that she was older than him. But I had no idea by how much.
“Everyone, this is Natalivanka,” Liam said.
Had he pronounced that right? That didn’t sound like a real name...
“Yes, yes. I Natalivanka,” she said in a thick Russian accent.
Oh. Okay then.“Nice to meet you,” I said.
“You must be the sister. I’ve heard much about you. Mostly bad.” She gave me a hug.
“Mostly bad?”
“Yes, yes. You destroy my mother’s apartment.”
