"Why don't you let something cross that face of yours?" This guy was tough work. And that made me even more determined.
"Do you have any idea how humiliated I felt to wake up in an empty bed and find out from a guard that you left for God knows what...
How in the crooked hell was she gonna bring me the deal?
I mean she was successful, much to my shock. Her bubbly character doesn't fit for a business woman, I thought both can't fit in the same body.
But I have an example which proves me wrong sleeping beside me every single night.
I kept listening to her ranting about her jewelry and designs, all the while skipping her head off. I couldn't believe her stamina. I was very bad with skipping. I wouldn't be up for 5, my legs would get tangled with the rope.
Taking a shower I headed to my office, all the while wondering what kind of persuasion that I didn't use would help her get the deal.
She would get it, such was her confidence.
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"Tada!" Athena popped in front of me, twirling around for me to see. "So... How is it?" She said in excitement while I stared blankly.
"You are gonna wear that to the gala?" My question made the wide smile on her face slowly drop to a faint one.
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"Why, is it bad? Don't I look good in this?"
"Are you even wearing anything? It's just a thin piece of cloth that doesn't cover your back." I scoffed. Along her spine was a hot dragon tattoo.
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All this for strangers? Nope.
"Now I have to tear the eyes of anyone who looks at you for longer than 2 seconds." I grumbled, making her gasp.
"That's the most romantic thing you have said to me in weeks." I rolled my eyes with a single command. "Change."
"I can't." Athena frowned, her pink full lips slightly jutting out in a pout. "Layla was the one who chose this for me, I don't have anything else." Her frown deepened, so did mine.
"Who is this Layla?"
"Great. She is my best friend, Ace." I raised an eyebrow, staring at her. "So your best friend...gives you a dress...that shows almost everything...for a gala...?" I asked slowly, making it clear.
