Manipulating the Manipulators

Chapter 2

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Dylan's POV

"Listen Hun, we had our time, now it's over...cherish over our wonderful memorises..."

"Okay let's cherish them over some Rosa," she smiled back at  me, winking one of her completely make- up covered eye lid at me.

"No I thinking more along the lines of-"

" Getting naked and make sweet, sweet-" she sung in her not so sweet voice. 

Rule number 1 of being a heart-less player - Don't have a heart. Yes I know smartie pants, you have to have a heart to be able to live, to be able to be have sex...imagine zombienated sex! Any way to the point; I have a heart. Believe it or not, I don't enjoy stealing candy from sweet little girls. Girls know what they are getting into when I kiss them. They know that it's a fling. And they certainly know it's not one of those relationship (if you can call it that), where i'm going to turn up with a massive diamond stone ring willingly asking to "love and honer," her for the rest of my damn life.  So when it does come to the time when I should part again, I like to get it over and done with. Tell her...let her get register it...then cry with her, get her a bit drunk, put her to sleep, then leave. Short but sweet. But when girls like Cherry here just don't get it, I got to get out rule number 1...

"Hey hon," Cherry whispered, dragging her long nails down the front of my chest, "you in there."

"It's over." I stated, letting silence engulf the oxygen around us and waited...

"Excuse me, but"

"Your Excused."

"I don't think you understand what WE can achieve together-"

"An unwanted baby, lack of sleep and free photo frame with our signed divorce papers?"

"No-"

"Oh, don't they do free photo frames anymore? Don't worry dearest, we shall not worry about that, as it shan't happen." I smiled uneasily at the girl who was currently being lend toward the front door by my ever-so-smooth hands. Her slightly redden face and her quicken movement of her breath signaled that she was going to exploded. 

"Dylan-" she whispered 

"Cherry-"

She opened her mouth so I could see her pink tonsils hanging and her tongue ready to roll,"Dy-" I quickly silenced her by pushing her out of the open front door and then slamming in her face. Cherry was just another girl that my Aunt Grace had sent over to magical change my life. Normally these good girls  gleam in every way possible: education, family history and looks, but somehow when they meet me their education and family expectations just fly out of the window, and all I'm left with is a new-born, sex-driven hoe, begging to take her. Of course, me, being the nice guy gives the girl everything she wants...expect my trust. The things no girl that I sleep with, will ever get.

"Now what was I supposed to do?" I muttered under my breath. 

Ring Ring....Ring Ring

"That will be Aunt Grace then." Cursing I picked the phone and pressed it to my ear.

"Aunt Grace."

"Dylan," she sputtered, "Dylan darling, how are you holding up? Don't worry, I understand that if you have no time to speak to your lonely Aunt here in Mexico, especially with that new girl, what's her name? Cherry, right? She must be keeping you occupied with those long legs of hers-"

"Yeah about her-"

"Dylan, already? You remind me of your dad. He used to go around hitting on chicks. He even tried to hit on me once when he was drunk. His own cousin! You better find someone quick and produce some minions," 

"Aunty G, I don't want to settle down now. I want someones who's well educated, plus I'm only 21!"

" Well in my time-" letting Aunt Grace to babble on, I cut the phone placing it on the holder whilst placing my bum on the plush sofa. Just I was about to lean my head on the head rest, the door bell rang. Assuming it was Cherry I ignored it.

"Dylan!!! Move your bloody bum and open this door!" Recognizing the voice I jumped up and ran to open the door. There stood my brother without his top on.

"Cover that please," I asked my brother pointing at his well tone chest.

"Hi to you too. And tell me my brother, why must I cover my beauty? Do you have the hots for me? hmm?"

"Shut up, just tell me why your here ?"

"Well since you asked; I wanted to warn you that you have a new personal assistant starting tomorrow."

" Well that's sooo important." I sarcastically  commented, "What do you need Jordan?"

"I know that it looks bad for you when your cash disappears with out an explanation, but it really does help them and-

"Stop beating around the bush..."

"They need more money."