Chapter 4 - The Devil Itself

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Janet Stanmore

Opened my eyes and slowly getting up from my bed , walking towards my kitchen and opened the fridge. Taking my milk and cereal out , pour it into a bowl and eat it while checking on my blog.

My last post has a lot of viewers , their comments are quite unique. There were a lot of harsh comments and support comments but it doesn't concern me about the hates.

Suddenly someone knocked my door , I looked at my door with a questioning look but still walking towards it. Opening the door and my eyes widen , my heart races in twice speed and my body become cold.

He stood there in his glory , his eyes darkens and he looked at me with hate. He scanned me from head to toe , his eyes roaming my body.. More like memorising every inch of it. I took that chance to smack the door to his face but he hold it.

He pushed it and take a step towards me as I took a step back. He kept stepping forward while I kept stepping backwards.

I gulped nervously and scared as the same time because I can't believe he's standing in front of me flaming mad.

"Miss Red Heart" I smirked as he said that , I'm not surprise anymore that he knows about me. I mean he has money to begin with

"What?" I asked in a cold tone , his expression tells me that he doesn't expect that. He looked around my living room and observe everything.

"Your house is pretty small for a famous blogger" He said as he looked out the window and I walked towards the kitchen to finish my cereal. I'm shaking but I'm trying to keep calm. My back was facing him right now and my heartbeat is beating crazy still not believing that he knew me now.

Suddenly I felt his hands sneaking my waist from behind me , I can feel his breath from my neck.

"Gay? Bad attitude? Bad temper? Bad brain?" He asked in a husky voice , I turned my body and pushed him away but he doesn't budge from his place. His eyes is flaming , he's mad.

"What's wrong with that words?" I asked in a challenging tone and he started to lean to my face. Closing the gap and stare straight into my eyes

" 'Never play with fire because you'll get burn' heard that saying? Well sweetheart you just entered hell and you're facing the devil himself " He said with a cold tone and giving me his evil stare

"Do you remember me? What did you do to me?" I asked and he chuckled suddenly. He walked away from me and sit on the living room but his eyes never left mine.

"Janet Stanmore , 24 years. Mother died cancer and dad in the hospital in coma. Mark Stanmore currently studying to be a doctor. A blogger a.k.a Red Heart with 1.5 million followers , a waitress in Colton Restaurant for 3 years and sometimes a waitress in Wombelt Bar" He state everything he knows about me

"Of course you know all about this with your money , you're a billionare after all" I said in a cold tone and he looked at me with an unstatified expression

"You got money and fame that you control , I'm not surprise you know my identity after 2 days I posted that article on that blog. What are you going to do now? Sue me? Trying to intimidate me by threating me to pay you back money when you know I don't have one?" I asked bravely as I sit across him , he looked at me disbelief

"Or I put you into jail" He stated

"I know" I said calmly and he doesn't seem to like my reaction , his hand turn into a fist. His bad temper starting to come out

"Is Mr. Locason mad? Am I being bitchy?" I asked as I put my hair into a pont tail , he looked at me intensely

"You got 7 people sueing you right now Janet , pay 700.000$ before the end of this week or you go to jail" He state and I smirked 'that's what I thought'

"Okay" I said and I know from his expression he doesn't expect my reaction will be like this. I stood up and walked to kitchen grabbing my phone. I walked back to the living room where the bad temper boy is sitting

"Give me your back account , I'll transfer the amount of money that you want before the end of this week" I put my phone on the table pushing it towards him. He looked at it and then looked at me.

He took my phone and slammed it on the floor , my eeys widen with his action

"Did I hit your button Mr. Locason?" I raised my eyebrows and crossed my arms in front of me

"Do you know who are you messing with?" He asked angrily

"Control your bad temper Sky Locason , you wouldn't want people know that you're sitting on a small and dirty apartment , would you?" I asked and now he's trying to calm his temper. He looked at me with killing eyes. I stood up and walked towards him , taking my phone from the ground.

I sighed as I find my phone screen is crack badly

"How about I crush your brother's dream Ms. Stanmore?" He asked and I turned to him

"Are you that desperate wanting to revenge me? If you hate me face me don't take my family into this. Childish much?" I said as I turned away to sit back but a strong arms caught my waist , he pulled me to his lap. He suddenly put his hand under my tanktop slowly trailing his hands up from my flat stomach.

"Now you want to rape me?" I asked coldly and I'm shock with myself that I can keep calm handling this situation.

"Challenging the Billionare is no good feisty" He said in a sexy voice and I can't help but feel my heartbeat is beating weirdly

"I'm a bitch after all , so I take risk" I said as I stood up from his lap , facing the devil itself.

"A girl like you will always be on the bottom of the chain , your job is only serving people but you made them dissapointed" I repeated his words 2 days ago , he looked at me

"Just because you're on the top of the chain , it doesn't mean you can judge other people being on the bottom of the chain Mr. Locason" I sighed and looked at him straight to his eyes

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