My face scrunches up in disgust, and I shake my head.
"Unfortunately, there's not."
She stares at me for a moment before she bursts out laughing, one hand slapping over her mouth as her eyes begin to shine with tears.
"I'm sorry," she says, lowering her hand to her chest as she takes a few calming breaths. "I'm not laughing at the situation, and I promise I'll help you, but first, I have to take a picture and send it to Kaleb and my cousins."
Now it's my turn to gape at her as she pulls her phone from the bag slung over her shoulder and snaps a picture of me.
"Are you serious?" I ask, dumbfounded by what is happening.
"Yes. We've all been convinced Dom would turn into a crazy bastard while married to you, and this is proof of that, so I need to document it. Plus, Jaylen and I had a bet on how long it would take for him to start displaying these crazy tendencies. I said a week, and Jaylen said a month. So I'm closest because it's literally been like… three days."
I'm too shocked to even speak.
"He owes me two grand now. But I'll split it with you to make up for the further embarrassment I've probably caused you by sending a picture of you in this predicament."
"I'll accept that, along with your help to get me out of these things," I grumble, yanking at the cuffs again, even though I know for sure by now they're pretty damn indestructible.
She nods and starts typing away on her phone again.
"I'll get Kaleb to come up. I'm sure he can figure something out."
I cringe, and my shoulders slump. "Great, so not only does he get to see me like this in a picture, he gets to experience it first-hand as well. I can't believe I'm meeting you both properly under these circumstances."
"Oh, honey, this is nothing," she says, chuckling as she sits on the bed down by my feet. "The first time I met Kaleb was at a club a few nights before I was married off to his brother, and he knew that, so he purposely came to the club that night, and we ended up sleeping together."
I choke on my own spit as she tells the story so casually.
"Holy shit. I knew you were married to Jericho before you got with Kaleb, but I didn't know the details of how it all went down."
"Are you telling stories about me investigating you again,dolcezza?"
I literally jump in surprise when Kaleb Rossi walks into the room, not having heard him enter the apartment or come up the stairs. Even Jellybean didn't react to him.
"Firstly, it's stalking, I won't continue to explain this to you. Secondly, I wasn't actually talking about your stalking habits," she shoots back, staring up at him with a wide, lovestruck smile on her face.
I clear my throat, not wanting to be sat here with these two staring into each other's souls.
"Can someone please help me now?"
Kaleb's gaze meets mine, and I suppress the fearful shiver that wants to run through my body when he takes a steps towards me.
"You know where he put the key to those?" he asks, glancing around the room before I even have a chance to answer him.
"I'm pretty sure he took the key with him," I state, rolling my eyes.
Kaleb moves over to Dom's wardrobe, opening up the doors and rummaging around.
"So, am I allowed to ask why my brother decided to handcuff you to his bed?" Sophia asks, watching me with curiosity as Kaleb exits the room, Jellybean tentatively following after him.
"I left the apartment when he told me not to."
She scoffs and nods. "Okay, yeah. That makes sense."
"Well, I don't appreciate being told what to do. So, I bribed Leo to walk around the streets of London with me for a little while."
"Hold on," she says, sitting up straighter and leaning closer to me. "You managed to convince Leo to take you out around London when he wasn't supposed to?"
