After She Left (girlxgirl)

Eleven

"Do not get upset with situations or people, both are powerless without your reaction."

"I admit it, I underestimated you Ruby," Austin said, pushing himself away from the table. 

We had been talking about marketing and economics, as well as everything else related to the company for the past 5 hours. He was visibly tired and it looked like I had worn the guy out. 

I smirked: "that would be your first mistake in life. Never underestimate a Gold."

He ran a hand through his hair: "I think I got that the second you read the first document. How can one be so young and know so much?"

I shrugged: "I like reading."

He laughed, raising his brow: "okay, it sounds normal. Only, who even reads company documents and economy books at such age? Who would've guessed I'd ever feel dumb against a teenager."

"Hey!" I laughed, shoving him slightly, "I'm 19, grandpa." 

He laughed at me, rolling his eyes: "sure. Want to order some food?"

I thought about it for a second, soon realizing I had the perfect opportunity to piss Blake off even more than I had. Immediately I broke into a grin.

"Actually, we could just go to my apartment, it would be way cozier," I offered, patting my shoulder in my mind.

He looked at me weirdly, suddenly silent. 

I burst out laughing: "no,no, don't misunderstand. I have a girlfriend and we're living with tons of bodyguards. Dad's rules."

A half smile appeared on his face: "right, that sounds way better. Multiple bodyguards breathing down my neck. Been dreaming about it since I was little."

I winked at him: "I'm sure you can handle yourself, big boy. Let's go."

Without wasting any time, we walked out of the office, and I headed to Mira, placing a kiss on her cheek: "see you tomorrow, Mira."

She pinched my nose: "be good, princess."

Austin stepped between us, pouting: "Mira! Where's my goodnight kiss on the cheek?"

She laughed, placing a kiss on his cheek and landing a slap on his butt as he walked away.

"Jeez, Mira, I didn't think you'd actually replace me with some guy," I joked, walking to the elevator, "you should go home and rest. Take tomorrow off too."

She rolled her eyes, waving me off: "you wish, dear. You'll have to stick with me until I decide it's enough, not the other way around."

We both waved at her as the elevator door closed. 

"What are we eating?" he asked, "it better be italian or chinese, otherwise I'll have to stand up your very tempting full-house-of-bodyguards offer."

I smiled at his poor decision of being scared of my so called bodyguards. For all I knew, they were far from being the most feared gang in the world. After all, even I could escape them. 

"It can be negotiated," I said as we walked out of the building. 

"My car is just around the corner," he showed with his arm. 

I nodded my head to the rich-ass looking building in front of us: "no need for that. Daddy dearest decided I'm not good enough for a normal lifestyle."