WOLFGANG II

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

Despite how freaked out Priscilla was about being here, right here with a pissed off Xander, she was going to see it through. Especially after she met his gorgeous wife.

Priscilla was just so bloody frustrated with everybody always assuming she wasn't important for more than to decipher stupid codes.

This was something she was passionate about, Xander was going to have to do a hell of a lot of begging. He was nowhere near ready for her to ever have mercy on his sorry ass.

"What was that?" He asked turning his head so he could hear.

And Marta decided to join them with the coffee. "I don't understand?" Priscilla was acting like she had no idea what Xander was on about.

"What was a sure thing?" She smiled to herself. Glad that it still affected him if she was with anybody.

"Oh, my date last night. You kind of screwed it up for me. Never mind... I've got all the time in the world." She said smiling.

He nodded his head not saying anything.

"So... Help me understand why I'm here again?" She asked Xander after a while. Priscilla wasn't sure how much Marta knew about Xander.

"You know why you're here." Said the coolest asshole alive.

"No, really I have no idea. I mean if you need me for something hurry up already. I really do need to be on my way."

"Busy?" He asked her now.

"Well, yeah. I am..." She was going to kill his life. "Actually never been busier." I've been busy fucking up your life you jerk!

Marta seemed totally over this stupid conversation. She asked Xander if he sorted out the problem. Priscilla was certain they were discussing her. She smiled to herself.

"Working on it."

"Xander... I need money... It was humiliating... I mean... Having my cards... All of cards declined. I wanted to die from the shame."

"Oh... What's going on? You low on funds?" Priscilla asked faking her sincerity.

"Shut it Cil." Xander warned her.

"Look, I can help you. How much do you need? I can loan you a few..."

"What?" Marta looked taken aback.

"I said if you are struggling and shit, I can help. I've been known to help out. Ask my uncle. I mean I helped him out of a pickle... He was ever so grateful."

Xander looked at her darkly. She smiled loving his dismay. "Vhat is the problem?" Heidi asked now. Priscilla was sort of glad for the distraction. Her heart was beating a mile a minute. She was nervous but was doing everything in her power not to let it show.

"Nothing. Nothing that won't be sorted." Xander kept his cool. Oh she was going to gloat when he lost his cool. This asshole was going to pay for fucking her up.

"I can help too..." Heidi was offering money too. Oh this was gold.

"I've got it under control. Don't stress."

"See, my uncle, he's the best like that." Priscilla was smiling to show him she meant it. Fucking jerk!

Xander kept is cool and refused to allow her to rile him up. Priscilla was fast becoming irritated by his lack of response.

She wanted to leave. It was easier to fuck him up when he was not in her face. Truth be told she was afraid. She was afraid of his retaliation.

Still, she was angry, she was hurt and she wanted to get him back for fucking her life up. Ultimately that's all he ever did to her, he fucked her life up.