Her trap

A beautiful woman dressed in an elegant pink dress that stopped slightly before her knees walked gracefully inside the building.

Her long caramel brown her sashayed lightly behind her back, in rhythm to her strides. Her eyes golden with a tinge of brown twinkled mischievously. She had a charming smile on her face, enough to whack anyone out of their senses.

The woman was none other than Queen. She was back from her shopping spree and rushed all the way back from department store.

She was back to the De Roi group in her full glory.

'Wait till you see me' Queen thought as she walked over to where Quince was. No one was able to stop her as she had the VIP card, personally given by Quince's mother.

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That concludes our meeting then." Quince said as he passed the proposal with red marks all over back to the marketing manager.

"Thank you Boss." The marketing manager bowed respectfully towards Quince. Even though he was older than him, he was always in awe of the young's man brilliance.

Just as he was about to exit, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in" Quince answered nonchalantly, thinking it was his lunch being delivered. It was a meal alright, but very different from the one he had in mind.

Queen strode in confidently and stood in front of Quince's table. As soon as Quince saw her, he had been shocked speechless.

It wasn't weird for him to see her here as she worked here. But she wasn't in her disguise!

Quince abruptly got up from his chair, his hands banging loudly on the table.

"What are you doing here?" He growled beneath his breath.

Queen didn't answer him but simply looked over her shoulder to the marketing manager whom was still standing by the door.

Quince saw her gaze and immediately excused the marketing manager.

"What are you doing?" He asked again as he stalked towards her with his signature non expression.

"I'm here to work for you." Queen answered with a brilliant smile on her face, causing Quince too fall into a daze for one moment.

"I mean...what are you doing here, dressed like that?" Quince muttered as his teeth clashed together again for the nth time that day.

Queen looked at his teeth pitifully, thinking about the enormous dental fee he had to pay if he clenched his teeth every time he met her.

"Dressed like what? A beautiful lady?" Queen asked as she twirled around, so he could fully admire her form.

"Why are you not in your disguise?" Quince asked as he tried to muster all his patience.

"Because I'm here as your fiancée." Queen answered and reached her hands out to grab his arm.

She then proceeded to walk out of his room. But she couldn't go anywhere as Quince stood rooted to the ground.

"Where are you going?" He gritted his teeth as he asked. The devil in front of him was like a whirlwind, coming and going as she pleases!

"For lunch you silly! I even booked a special place for us!" Queen gazed up at him with a smile on her face.

When Quince didn't answer, she started pouting. She looked so pitiful, Quince couldn't resist it once more.

"Just for lunch right?" Quince asked. Even though he knew he was falling in her trap, he was still willing to do so. Provided she stayed to pay for the consequences.

"Of course!" Queen replied happily, knowing she had succeeded in luring him.

"Let's go then." Quince started walking forward, with Queen clinging to his arm.

Seeing that it wasn't very convenient for her to walk, he pulled her hand out of his arm before holding it instead.

They walked out with their hands tightly clasped in each other's.