They took too much.
Left too little.
I had nothing to lose... until her.
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Einstein said, "The weak revenge. The strong forgive. The intelligent ignore."
Fuck that. Einstein wasn't always right.
Revenge is a dish best served cold... Now that I agree with. It means they forget you're coming for them, and their screams sound so much prettier when the time finally comes.
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I love humanity but I hate humans. —Albert Einstein
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AIAH
"You look like you've been stood up," a guy says as I peer up from my phone, discreetly clicking the lock screen into place so she can't see what I'm watching.
I arch an eyebrow as I study her. Good looking, mid-twenties, arrogant smile, dominant posture... She's definitely barking up the wrong tree though.
"Actually, I enjoy eating alone," I tell her with a fuck-off, sweet smile.
She doesn't take the hint, because her eyes narrow with determination. Alphas prefer a challenge. I should have known better.
"I'm Jhoanna. You're..." She lets his words trail off as she rakes her eyes over me, but I say nothing before sipping my coffee. "If you don't give me your name, I'll just call you Beauty."
How original.
Her attempt at flattery is overtly untrained and certainly underdeveloped. She's obviously used to getting her way without much of a fuss, which means she never puts forth any effort after catching her prize either. Considering her expensive suit and visible appeal, I'm not surprised.
Plenty of women will overlook her arrogance, confusing it for cockiness, possibly even find it charming.
But I'm the wrong girl.
"How about calling me Not Interested? Because that's the most apt depiction of me at the moment," I tell her, leaning back in my chair, relaxed and fully in control.
"Apparently you haven't gotten a good look," she proceeds, leaning back and pretty much posing in a stance that gives me nothing more to look at than an arrogant ass.
"I've seen more than enough. Still not interested."
Her look darkens as she takes a step back.
"Fine. Fuck it. I don't need frostbite anyway," she says before turning and walking toward a table where another person is sitting.
