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A Cute Devil

Well this isn't a story about a damsel in distress Neither is it about a princess in a red ball gown Rather it is about one hard, nonchalant, and feisty lady determined to get what she wants. Of all the things in the world, the only thing she wanted was to get revenge; to kill the murderer. Turns out the murderer was a murderous beauty.... Just like an accident.... I shouldn't spoil your read, so read to know how the plot unfolds, meanwhile, I'll get typing... ***** The first step Mia took after the door was open made her bump into Mr Hugh. She wasn't really tall so her head collided with his hard chest making her almost fall backwards, but he caught her by the waist. A two seconds eye lock was shared before Mia stepped back. Within those two seconds, she had to fight the urge of punching his face. How dare he touch her? She looked at him and her mind screamed "murderer" She breathed in and got into character. She lowered her head in a bow inwardly promising to kill him for making her bow to him. "I'm sorry Mr Hugh" "Her voice is too innocent for her outlook" he thought. He wanted to smile and tell her 'its okay' but then he remembered that he was CEO Hugh. "Next time you might not be so lucky" he said and walked in "I don't need luck but you do" she said inwardly and smirked ******

GraceMorgan1124 · Urbano
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16 Chs

Will you be my date?

It was dawn, Mia sighed and looked outside the window.

She did not want to face Anton, she didn't know how to.

She was embarrassed, angry and irritated; mostly embarrassed.

How was she going to face him?

She sighed and forced herself up, she knew she had to make breakfast.

Anton waited patiently for Mia to arrive, he had to leave early today for an important meeting and also had to speak to her.

Through the camera, he saw her enter inside the house looking less confident.

She rushed to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Anton impatiently waited for her to finish cooking.

When she was done she served the breakfast of pancakes and coffee on the dinning table and almost immediately she saw Anton coming down the stairs in a black suit.

Mia realized that she never had to call him down when meals were ready, he always knew.

"Good morning sir" she greeted as he sat down.

"Good morning Nat"

She wasn't in the mood for argument, so she pretended she didn't hear that, besides she didn't want anything that would keep her here for long.

"Sit down"

She obeyed.

Anton felt that she might have woken up from the right side of the bed today since she was obedient unlike her usual self.

"How are you?"

"I'm okay sir"

"How was your night?"

"Its was okay sir"

"I want to discuss something with you"

She nodded.

"You know Jones Palvis right?"

"The CEO of Jo-Ne corporation"

"Yes that's him"

He ate a slice of pancake

"He is hosting a party for his 40th birthday anniversary"

The look in Mia's eyes said

'So? Why are you telling me all this? What do i have to do with it?'

"The reason I'm telling you this is because I want you to be my date to the party"

Something hit her, but she didn't know what it was

It was definitely a no!

"I'm sorry sir but i can't be your date"

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to"

And he thought she woke up from the right side of the bed; always the same Natasha he knew.

"I can't find a date at this short notice, the party is tonight"

"You're Mr Hugh, you can do anything you want"

'So she knew that but still acts like she didn't' he thought

"Yes but I have to check out the person, which I don't have time for right now"

He looked at his watch, he only had ten minutes left for this and Mia was making it difficult for him.

"I have known you for a while and you seem okay for the part"

"Sorry sir but I'm not an actor, I can't do it"

"Nat, I'm your boss and I'm requesting this help from you"

He was starting to get upset.

"But this isn't part of my job, I'm just a cook"

"I know that, but you can also be my date, just this once"

"Sir, I can't. I've never been to an elite's party, I don't know how it works"

"You won't have to do anything. I'm CEO Hugh remember, my presence is what is needed not any special kind of action"

"I'm sorry sir, I can't"

"Please Nat"

Something hit her again when he said that but she didn't know what it was.

Anton on the other hand couldn't believe he was begging a lady not for anything but to be his date; what almost every girl would have agreed the moment he said it.

He had to stop and think why his was attracted to this stubborn lady in the first place.

She had never been genuinely nice to him, her facial expression was also never welcoming but here he was begging her to be his date.

Oh, and lest he forget she was a fighter, that made him understand what 'small but mighty' means.

Mia didn't know what to tell Anton. She didn't want to go to the party but his plea made her feel a bit bad.

Anton broke the silence

"Natasha, will you be my date?"

"No"

"Thank you so much"

Why was he thanking her?

Then she realized that the 'no' she thought she said was a 'yes' instead.

She felt like slapping her mouth.

When she wanted to reverse her yes, Anton spoke

"I'll be back by 1pm, get ready, I'll take you to a boutique to choose a dress because I know you don't have any" he smiled cheekily

His smile made her feel something in her chest but as usual she didn't know what it was.

Before she could protest and tell him she didn't mean to say yes, he was already at the door

"Make sure you eat, I'll soon be back. Thank you once again for agreeing to this at short notice, I'm grateful. Bye" he waved as he got out.

Mia buried her face in her palms,  this had to be a nightmare but nightmares didn't comprise of cute smiles, did it?

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"Hey, how about we go out today and have some fun?" Dixon asked Luther

"No thank you"

"Why are you such a bore? Do you enjoy reading a dumb book or doing whatever on your computer all day than going to have some fun?"

"We both know the answer"

Yeah, he knew it.

Laconic!

Always finicky about fun.

"Whatever. See you later" he said as he opened the door

"Aren't you worried about Mia?" Luther suddenly asked

"Worried in what sense?"

He closed the door.

"We haven't spoken to her for days now, don't you want to know how she's doing?"

"Look bro, Mia is Mia. She can take care of herself, so there's no need worrying about her and she specifically told us not to contact her, so...?"

"I know. I was just concerned"

"You're acting like a worried mother right now incase you don't know and I find it disturbing. For your peace of mind, I'll call her now"

"Mia?"

"Yes"

"But she told us not to call her. She would be really angry if you did"

"Goodnews scared-y, she's not her so she can't beat me"

He dialed her number

"Just know I warned you"

Four rings and she picked up.

"I thought I told you not to call me"

Dixon almost shrinked because of the tone of her voice, the boldness he thought he had vanished into thin air

"Well, er...er...Luther told me to"

"I didn't"

"Luther would never be so insolent to do so"

"Alright, yes I called you on my accord but only because Luther was worried about you and disturbed me with his worry"

"Why are you worried about me Luther? I'm fine. Last warning Dixon don't call me"

"I'm sorry. But how are you progressing?"

"I can't get into his study, it's really hard because I need to have a good reason to go in without him being home, the guard is really stoic"

"So what's the plan now? Anything crazy or dangerous?"

"Why would you suggest that? Mia do what you are doing, just go slow and steady" Luther preached.

"I'm trying to but its getting annoying"

"Try to keep it up"

Dixon who didn't care about the tender conversation skipped what they were saying and asked

"So what are you doing today? Or are you just going to sit around, bored?"

"What else"

How was she to tell them that she had a date with Mr Hugh, the suspect.

And that she was to wear a dress, like a dress and also a heel.

Her head was in a turmoil.

She was in a mess!

"If you were here we could have gone out"

"To a club right?" She said in a sarcastic tone

"No. Club is in the night, I'm going for a friends party"

"Enjoy your party, grandma"

"Did you have to?"

"Of course I had to, isn't that right Luther"

"Yeah"

"Thank you"

"You two continue but not with my phone. Bye"

But he didn't end the call, he knew she would pile it up as one of his wrong doings and deal with him one way or the other, so he didn't dare.

"Don't call me again, I'll call you when I want to. Bye"

"Ok bye"

Dixon was still acting tough and angry

"Bye grandma"

She quickly ended the call while smirking.

The reason she told them not to call her was because she was being safe. If something went wrong and maybe she got  caught, she didn't want them involved in any mess.

She didn't save their numbers on her phone, she knew their numbers off-hand. The only numbers she had on her phone was Anton's and Ralph's, just to be safe.

Her mind reminded her of the so-called party and she began pacing around.

Why?

She didn't know anything about elite parties, and on top of that, she had to wear a dumb dress and heel.

She just wished Anton wouldn't come back.

Anton was in a good mood during the meeting and everyone noticed, but he didn't quite care.

He was going to a party with miss grumpy.

He looked at his watch and frowned a bit, of all days in the world it had to be today that the time decided to travel slowly.

But whatever, he knew this was going to be a party he would live to love.

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