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Chapter 18: Annoyance in Amusement

Rue Scarce

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The moment we walked in the building right next to where I work, people stopped working and stood still, watching our every move.

Probably because I am with one of richest men in the world.

I kept walking, trying hard not to over step Mr Riot's path. He was walking like he owns the building and everyone looked at him with pride and awe. I wouldn't be surprised if he stands out more than the president of the country.

Being the good lady I am, I pushed the button by the side of the elevator before he walked in. By the time we reached the highest floor, he walked out and headed towards the only door in this level. I fastened by pace in order to keep up with him as he opened the door without knocking.

A woman in her twenties stood in surprise, looking at Mr Riot as if he had two heads but he ignored her and turned towards the office attached to this.

"Sir, you're not allowed in there--" the woman approached him but before she could even reach him, I held my hand up to stop her by the chest.

"I'm sorry, Lady. You have to step down on this." I say.

She turns to glare at me but I only gave her a blank look.

She was about to protest when Mr Riot opened the door to the office, only to reveal a woman sitting on her desk with a man in between her legs. There were kissing each other until Mr Riot came to interrupt.

"I never thought I'd live to see the day that the pure and modest Candice Stone is making out with a guy in her office."

The two people quickly pulled themselves away from each other and it only made Mr Riot smirk.

The woman glared at him with pure hatred while the man pats his suit and then bows before rushing out of the room, mumbling apologies and excuses.

"Screw you, Vindik." The woman says in gritted teeth, looking at Mr Riot in anger.

This made his smirk grow wider in amusement and mischief was evident on his face.

"I would love to, Candy. But you see I am not a fond of doing it with you. Even if you weren't my cousin, you aren't my type."

This time, the woman fold her legs together and held her arms across her chest with a look of disbelief and disgust. Her dirty blonde hair in a short bob cut swung like small vines around her neck.

"Oh let me guess. You like tall girls with perfect cream skin and pretty faces that had their tits made." She was practically rolling her eyes at him.

I can see Mr Riot cringe yet his smirk didn't fade and like he just had an idea cross his mind, he raised both of his eyebrows and shrugged.

"Close, but not close enough. I like beautiful and simple yet very interesting and too powerful to even push me away."

I was taken aback when he grabbed me by the arm and placed an arm over my shoulder, pulling me so close to him to face his cousin.

"Like this one. This is Ebony Collins, she is the type of woman that girls like you would beg to become."

I almost scoffed. It's impossible for people to want to become me if they knew what I am and what I've been through.

The woman eyed me but her eyes didn't hold the judgemental look even though her face was hard and stoic. It was as if she wasn't surprised that a woman like me would be close with her cousin, even though her version of close isn't in my dictionary.