Potential Anatomy

Chapter 3

The food is delicious pay attention to the food. Drink your drink. Reach for fork and... What the hell. This is most definitely not a fork. Looking down at my hand which now rests on top of the infernal man's beside me. Gah! This man! This man I swear! Pulling my hand away he smiles, grabbing his cup and drinking. Arse I refuse to be treated like a toy. I'm a respectable woman. As I glance up I notice the target I'm looking for. Mr.Danny Hoyt. Owner of sixteen banks, and three major coal industries. He's rich. Really rich.
"Mr.Hoyt, if I'm not mistaken correct?" I say smiling at the man as he offers me a smile.
"Why yes. And you are?" He asks puffing on a cigar. Why do men like those things. The man next to you isn't sucking on a death machine. Smiling I answer.
"Alannah Matthews it is quite a pleasure to make your acquaintance sir. " He smiles looking at me, Mr.Hast tenses and I feel his cold glare on me as his hands clench.
"Well Miss Alannah Matthews. I must say it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance also. I don't think I've heard your name before. What is it that you invest in?" Blast! I've never been asked what it is I've invested in. What do I say. Think of something you infernal tart! "I um..." My mouth goes dry as my brain discontinues to work. "Well?" Mr.Hoyt asks again as I look at him. YOURE BLOWING THIS LANNAH!
"She works for me Mr.Hoyt." the bloody hell. Glancing over to Mr. Gets what I want when I want it, hes looking at Mr.Hoyt. "really? She works for you and she's here?" Mr. Hoyt states now looking at Mr.Hast. "I do not work for..."
"Yes I brought her along with me as a date." He interrupts me as I gap at him. Date!
"Oh. Well I see." Mr.Hoyt smiles at me then returns to his food. I cannot believe this. He's ruining everything! Glancing at Mr.Hast I excuse myself from the table and walk back out onto the balcony. Date! He's a fool! Your a fool for not speaking up! You should have said something. I couldn't think of anything. Damned man! Damn him. Now I can't ask Mr.Hoyt about what he thinks about Poverty. Hell just assert his attention to Mr.Hast. "Blast him! Son of a Bachelor!" I scowl at the wind.
"Well I wouldn't think as much." Mr.Hasts voice comes from behind me and I whirl around smacking him hard across the face. Wow where did that come from? He stumbles back a few inches and holds his cheek.
"Who in the bloody hell do you think you are!?" I snap narrowing my eyes at him. "I did not need your help! And for your information sir I am not your date and never will I ever be your date! I could have handled that myself. And who are you to say that I work for you! " I growl as he stares completely immobile. He better be listening. I think he's listening. "I work for myself!" I snap as his eyes narrow and he steps closer.
"Miss Matthews." He murmurs. "If you do work for yourself as you say. Why did you not speak up?" He asks as I pale under his stare. No I will not falter under him. Gaining my composer I glare at him. " Because firstly I don't like Men! I'm a feminist so speaking to a man in the utmost respectable manner is very difficult!"
Mr.Hast glare slowly disappears as I face him, and then his lips twitch into a smirk. What? Did I say something funny?
"You are a feminist?" He asks his smirk turning to a grin. "Oh for bloody sakes put a sock in it. Im not here because I'm rooting for Female rights. I'm here only because of the situation with poverty." Rolling my eyes I look at him as he stares now without a smile and a brow raised.
Oh no... I've just sold myself out. Poverty issue. 'im here only because of the situation with poverty' good job Alannah.
"Only because of the poverty issue? Hm. So youre not a business owner? If you were you wouldn't be here asking for money." He steps closer to me as I step back hitting into the railing. Blimey! I've been caught. You're going to prison Alannah.

No...

No! I refuse to have this blown up in my face.

"I'm no begger. I'm not civilian. I'm here at this function to speak my mind as do every single one of you. You have no right to accuse me of anything else Mr.Hast..."

"Oh but Miss Matthews I most certainly do..."

Quickly looking up at him I frown deeply.

"What are you talking about you know nothing of me."