He looked at me with no expression, then he calmly stated, "First, I never thought of you as incapable, and you are capable enough of protecting yourself, you don't need me. Second, I would never tell a girl or anyone to not do something, it's their life, why would I interfere? Third, do you want to have sex?" He suggested. I had my doubts but now I was sure, he was a robot because saying all that without even moving the face muscles was beyond me.
"We can't have sex, I'm on my period."
"We can always use the backdoor."
"I can't believe you just said backdoor."
"I did, get over it."
"I'm pretty sure you have seen my ass hair, you don't have to refer to it as backdoor."
"Ok."
He continued with his work.
"AHHHHH I NEED ATTENTION." He closed the document in front of him and paused for a second. Did I finally manage to make him quit the work? I started smiling. He then, whipped out another document from one of the drawers.
That. is. it. "Remember, during one Christmas party, you dressed up in the mean girls' Santa costume and then danced to jingle be-"
He closed the document real quick. "Okay, what do you need?" He leaned back in his chair and I smirked.
"Take me on a date." He stared for a few seconds before releasing a sigh of defeat.
There were three reasons as to why I was being so annoying. First, because keeping my body in motion and talking helped the ticking inside my head to be in limit. Second, it was a personality trait and third....
I detested the third reason.
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| |I was walking in the garden alone when I heard whispers. Immediately getting into work mode, I ducked and soundlessly walked towards the source of sound with my hands in front of me.
Before I could get to the source and attack, I heard Mario's accented voice, followed by Maria's giggling. I heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the soft grass.
Suddenly something came to my mind.
I kept forgetting how Mario matched the description of Emiljano. It was as if I only remembered it when I saw him or heard him and the moment I walked away, I would forget that information.
I looked through the bushes and saw them having a picnic in the garden. They looked so happy together but I couldn't just ignore the fact that the description matched perfectly.
Mario always seemed clueless but chatty, mysterious and weird. No one would have ever suspected him to be related to Autócrata. And even I was having a hard time thinking about it. Expect the most unexpected. Chief Jacob's voice resonated in my mind.
But still, how? He was always at the mansion with Maria. If he truly was related to the rivals, he was a mastermind.
I still didn't know what to believe. So many questions swarmed my mind. Why did I keep forgetting about the description thing? Is he being used as a decoy? Is this all an act? And the most dreaded question...Is he Emiljano?
Keeping the description thing in mind, I ran. I ran towards Jayceono's office so that I wouldn't forget about it. I kept repeating "Mario, description, Emiljano." As I ran through the corridors.
The bodyguards automatically moved away when they saw me come towards them with full speed, I slammed open the doors and stood there wheezing.
Wait...why am I here?

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Virtuously Evil [Book 1 of Animosity series]
Romance#1 Spy #2 Mafiaboss ? Ziva and Jayceono. Two of the most popular people at school-aka troublemakers-who absolutely detested each other's guts and presence. They were sworn enemies and never left any opportunity to humiliate and mortify each other. D...
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