A Deal with the Devil (Completed)

13. I'll warn your future husband to not marry you.

Such a loong chapter!! And only Colton and Racheal! <3

Ya welcome ;)

Chapter 13.

I'll warn your future husband to not marry you.

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Raul Aita, the Italian billionaire and Nick's neighbor lived in one of the most luxurious and prestigious places in the state. He owned a series of car brands along with other different electronic companies, in fact he had recently taken over a famous smartphone company. He was like Mark Zuckerberg, buying whatever he could lay hands on.

As of now he had his own Wikipedia (not made by a fan) and was the sole owner of 6 different car brands, four 5 star hotels, quite a few acres of land and was interested in investing in textile industry, until he was murdered.

His house was more like a mansion, and apparently it wasn't his permanent residence he only came here to relax and when he needed some humans surrounding him. His actual home was on top of a hill away from the dangerous Homo sapiens and pollution. Rumor had it that just the furniture in there cost around a million dollars. Pity he was dead and I wasn't his close relative!

We stared at his big white house from Colton's car which was now parked many feet away from the three police cars in front of his house. The mansion screamed rich and was ridiculously modern. There were a few walls to support the house but other than that it was all glass, making it possible to see inside if it weren't for the one way glass at the front and upper floors.

Colton whistled softly, clearly impressed. "I want a house like that."

I turned to him with a frown. "I thought you might already have one."

He shook his head. "I don't, my parents do. I want to earn it."

I stared at him in mild surprise. "Wow Hastings! You are going actually work? A sight to witness."

Colton scowled at me. "I have all A grades okay."

I snorted at that. Who was he fooling? "Of course you do. You are the copy master."

"Am not. I study." He huffed.

I patted his arm soothingly. "It's okay Hastings everyone knows you cheat."

"But I do not!" He exclaimed irately, throwing his arms in the arm.

"Now now." I shook my finger at him while shaking my head. "Do you not know that denial is the worst form of truth?"

Colton's scowl deepened. "You get on my nerves Smith."

"That's the only place I'll ever get on you." I bit out, laughing at my own declaration.

Colton seemed shocked at my words but then he smirked evilly, waving his finger at me, imitating my previous actions. "Now now Smith, do you not know that denial is the worst form of truth?"

This time I was the one scowling.

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"I'm Colton Hastings, Andrew Hastings son. My dad had lend some books to Mr. Raul Aita and we were hoping you'd let us take them back."

The fat policeman, looked up from the hot dog he was eating. He wiped his mouth on an already dirty tissue and nodded, seeming completely disinterested. "Give the book names to Pete." He pointed to a young policeman who was inspecting the car garage. "He'll go in and get those books for you."

Colton shook his head. "You see I don't remember the book names but I do know the covers."

The fatty shrugged. "Draw them and give it Pete."