Unlucky. As long as Dad wasn't here, I was the one who had to accompany my father's colleagues to enter into a collaboration by investing some shares and the object was the megamall in Kensington. So, here I am. Walking slowly chatting about business while looking at the state of the megamall in the late afternoon.
Worse still, Jeff was monitoring me and making sure I was doing my job well. Dressed in a suit like a seasoned young executive, tossed aside the supra that I usually wear and replaced it with fantofol shoes. The hair that I usually leave messy or long is now gelled and shaped into neat spikes. Seriously?
Many times I ignore calls or messages from Austin on my cell phone. Actually tonight I have an appointment with my friends for motorcycle racing as usual. Forced, I canceled my visit this time and let Caden lead.
My eyes shifted to catch the dark-haired girl who was the most conspicuous in my eyes, entering Tiffany's while laughing out loud. Maybe he's planning on shoplifting again like the bracelet he stole yesterday. That bitch won't let go this time.
"May I say goodbye to the lavatory first?" I asked as polite and classy as possible.
"Please, Mr. Bryant."
Jeff looked at me suspiciously. But I didn't pay attention to the stares, instead speeding up my steps to enter Tiffany's. The five girls split up as usual. Elsie went around looking at the accessories on display while trying on the earrings or bracelet in front of her. When her hand moved quickly to grab the bracelet, I immediately grabbed her arm harder than yesterday.
She yelped in surprise. "You again."
"I should be the one saying it. Caught stealing now, hm? You can't run from me."
"I can't run this time, baby? Wow, wow…" She laughed sarcastically and exaggeratedly. Then she stopped suddenly and changed her face to be more embarrassed. "Incubus bastard."
"What do you call me?" Did she just call me Incubus?
"Incubus," she repeated once more. "Listen, Incubus, I won't let you trap my twin sister. Look for other girls, there are many more beautiful ones out there! Stay away from her. Please."
"Don't meddle in my business, even play in it." I pulled her hand closer until her body advanced and almost stuck to mine. My eyes met with her eyes that had brilliant blue irises. My tone lowered a little, almost a whisper next to his ear. "You don't know who you're dealing with."
I could feel his shuddering response getting an attack from me. As my eyes refocused on her fixed gaze, she returned the stare, more daring and defiant as if she wasn't afraid in the slightest. Or even melt like most girls out there when you fall into my trap. This girl is such a professional bitch.