At around 3AM, hr phone started ringing, jerking her awake. Thinking it was Amber, she answered grumpily, "The s** is better have been worth waking me up."

There was a slight pause before a husky voice, "Now that sounds like something, i'd like to hear more about."

Victoria bolted upright, knowing that the voice definitely did not belong to Amber. Amber's voice wasnt deep or y as the person. She glanced at the screen. It said "Unknown Caller". Quickly, she placed the phone back to her ear. "Who is this?" she demanded. Erumi, her dog noticed her distress and stood up, getting ready to protect her owner.

"The owner of the phone you are holding," the deep voice drawled.

"What?" Victoria asked confused. She had gotten so caught up listening to his voice that she hadnt comprehended his words.

"You have my phone," the voice started firmly.

"No, I dont. This is my phone," Victoria insisted. She had placed her black phone next to her before she went to sleep. She knew it was her phone. Victoria started petting Erumi, trying to soothe his uneasiness.

"Look through the phone you are holding. It's not yours," the y voice demanded.

Victoria did as she was told. The background was a picture of a blonde bikini model. Definitely not her phone. Victoria felt curl into a scowl. Typical male objectifying and exploiting women. "That's a disgusting photo," she remarked the caller.

"Trust me sweetheart, to every heteroual male it's y as hell," he informed her.

Victoria scoffed. It's degrading! It transforms women into ual objects!" she argued.

"It's not like she was forced to take the photo. Shouldnt you be busting her balls and not mine?"