Money. Power. And Control.
Those were thought to be the motives of the strong headed, determined, and stubborn co-owner of the Detroit Pistons. Shay Mitchell. She was the overly headstrong co-owner who wanted nothing less than her ultimate goal. O...
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"Yeah, I Love Me More Than You"
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{Shay's P.O.V}
I won't lie and say I didn't like being here, because I did. Most times I would be thinking of something snarky to keep myself amused but I didn't have to do that. That being said, I didn't want Blake thinking I liked it that much.
"You know, normally when someone does something nice for you, you say thank you instead of glaring at them the entire time," Blake says from across the square cut table.
"I wasn't glaring," I correct him "Just contemplating about my life choices"
He chuckled a bit "I would assume this one would be added to the list of good ones"
"Probably not"
"I'm still not hearing a thank you"
"Who's telling you that I'm going to say thank you?" I almost smirk.
"Me" He states to me with a matching smirk on his face.
He was persistent. Stubborn almost- like me. I didn't mind it, I never liked people who were pushovers, taking small little things to heart. It got annoying making sure poor little Poppy's feelings weren't hurt after saying something, and then never talking to her again because she took something the wrong way.
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