Eternally

32. yellow skittle

Chapter 32

Oriya Deronte

I've been here for about 3 days and I've been staying away from Vincent as much as I can. I only talk to him about business or about Sarah and Ryder. Other than that, I completely ignore his existence.

It's been hard, not going to lie. I realized how close and comfortable I've gotten with him over the past few months. I want to stay away from him but it's hard. I can't stop myself from talking to him. I don't know how I survived the past 3 days.

Vincent definitely caught on to what I was doing because he sent me looks. I couldn't explain it. Just looks. He just didn't know why I was doing that but he did know.

I've run into Leo a couple times but ever since the day Ace slapped Ryder, he has been staying clear of me. He even smiles at me sometimes. I think he's trying to get on my good side.

I found out that he doesn't live here. He stays in one of the other mansions they own. I'm not sure why but I don't think I want to find out.

I walk with my iced coffee in hand, making my way to my room. As I get closer, I notice maids with my clothes and belongings in their hands. What the fuck are they doing. I stop one of them and stand in front of her.

"What are you doing?" I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Mr. Laurent said to move all this stuff into his room." She says before scurrying off.

He what? I take a deep breath and stalk over to Vincent's room. As I walk in, maids are all over the place putting my into his closet and my toiletries into his bathroom. I look around the room to see Vincent sitting on the bed with a smug look on his face as he stares back at me.

I walked over to him to give the bastard a piece of my mind,

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I said, standing in front of him.

"Are you blind? See for yourself." He nods towards the room.

"We're almost done Mr. Laurent." A sultry voice speaks from behind me.

I turn around to see a woman wearing a maids uniform. If you could even call it a uniform. Her buttons are undone as she leaned over, so her breasts are in view of Vincent. He shamelessly looks at them and I feel myself getting mad.

Why the fuck am I mad?

"Okay, point taken. You can leave now." I interrupt whatever the fuck was going on. She looks at me with a slight scowl. "The door is over there." I smile and point to the door.

She rolls her eyes at me as she struts to the door, swaying her hips for Vincent.

Vincent looks up at me from where he's sitting and smirks. Bastard.

"Don't be jealous sweetheart." He said.

"Shut up dork. What the fuck are you doing?"

"You were ignoring me and it was annoying." He mumbles.

"So this is your solution?"

"Yeah." He nods, "Why are you even ignoring me?"

"I'm not." I lie through my teeth.

He raises an eyebrow at me, clearly not buying my bullshit.

"You're like a yellow skittle." He mutters.

"Thanks?" I said.

He stands up, "I hate yellow skittles." He says before flicking my forehead and walking out the room.