Page 601 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Nice fake name!
“I Russian. Suck lots of men.” She sat down and looked very pleased with her answers.
“Does that mean we have to drink if we aren’t Russian?” asked one of the bridesmaids.
“Yup!” I said.
Every girl took a shot.
Well that worked out well. A few more rounds like that and these girls would be so drunk.
Ash looked around nervously. Slavanka had just gotten up to pour everyone more shots, so Ash was now next to me. Which meant she was next to introduce herself. All eyes were on her.
“Do I have to go?” she whispered in my ear. “Everyone is staring at me. I think they’re onto us…”
Oh no.Ash was in her paranoia stage of banana juice drunkenness. “Just go,” I whispered back.
“I’m Ash…” she said in the quietest voice.
No! Don’t give your real name.I kicked her foot.
Her eyes got huge and she added, “…niqua.”
“Your name is Ashniqua?” asked the one black bridesmaid.
Ash nodded. “Yup. Sure is. Ashniqua Williams III.”
“What is your pasty ass doing with a name like Ashniqua Williams III?”
Ash shifted uncomfortably and bumped into me a little. I’d never felt someone so sweaty in my life.
“It’s an old family name,” I said, trying to cover for her.
The bridesmaid pursed her lips in the sassiest way.
“Please continue, Ashniqua,” I said.
“Right. Where was I?”
“Just do a never have I ever.”
“Okay. Um… Never have I ever had a basic ass white girl name.”
About 90% of the bridesmaids drank. Including Ash.
The black girl looked at her suspiciously. I thought she was gonna call her out, but luckily the bride stood up to go.
“I’m Chloe,” she said. “I’m the bride, obvs. I’ve been with 7 guys. I…”
“Liar,” said one girl, trying to mask it as a cough.
“Fine. I’ve been with…” She started counting on her hand. And then the other hand. And then back to her first hand. “Fourteen guys.”
A few of the girls gasped.
Hot damn, girl! Fourteen guys in one weekend?Chloe was a freaking legend.
She gave a nervous laugh. “If any of you tell Jason that, you’re dead.”
