Chapter 17

Bryan pov He paced round the room, impatiently. while, constantly dialing Lincoln's number. "Damn it!"He yelled angrily. "Take it easy, Bryan. They'd be here soon"Livia muttered. A towel was tightly wrapped around her body as she strolled inside the bathroom to freshing up. I asked those morons to return to L.A yesterday to avoid lateness to the concert.but, they refused and now, we've got just two hours left and my manager has been giving me unending missed calls. A knock resounded from the door and I muttered a "come in" "Lord Bryan, The make up artists has arrived and they're waiting at your dressing room."Phillip uttered with his eyes on the floor. "Has Lincoln and Raymond arrived yet?"I asked upon knowing he's gonna give me a negative response. "Not yet!I think their flights were delayed. they'd probably arrive soon."I just scoffed and walked out of the room. Those two are just so frustrating. I think I should had be more strict with them and this wouldn't be happening. I