A Date III

From what Andrew could tell with simple sight, Gloria was a sort of leader among these ladies. It didn't matter what she requested or how she worded herself, everyone seemed to follow her rhythm to the thee, what surprised him the most was that this was the case even for Maya who he originally thought was the 'leader'.

With a mere wave of her hands the sexy Alicia who had cream leggings and a top, walked over with an enthusiastic smile as if she had chosen to do a noble mission.

"Our little boy here is going on a date with a gorgeous young lady. A pity it is none of us~ mind getting him something nice? It is on me" Gloria winked at Alicia whose countenance dropped instantly if even a little.

"Really? Who is your date bonbon? I might get jealous... was that the reason you're trying to get in shape?" The model's hand rested on Andrew's shoulder while the boy watched the interaction between her and Gloria with a keen eye.

"It wasn't really for her sake. It is complicated, she's my childhood friend of sorts, but I don't really need help-"

"Of course you need help! come on, I'll pay for everything, Gloria!"

"Hah!?"

The gorgeous Alicia rushed out pulling an unwilling Andrew and leaving an aghast Maya who had intended to flee with him a moment ago.

"Wait! I'm going too-" Gaby was the one to make a move next, but before she even noticed, her shoulder was grasped by Gloria, "No, you're staying here darling~".

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'W-When did she?!' Beatrice was the most shocked, a second ago Gloria was by her side, sure, her attention got divided when Alicia took Andrew away, obtaining her attention, but even then, 'I didn't notice her move at all!'

"Gloria!"

"You go, Maya~ I'm sure your taste is better than this girl's"

"Ha!?" The pornstar just got her fashion sense ridiculed while the surgeon ran ahead with shining eyes, pursuing Andrew and Alicia.

"Thanks!"

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"You… who died and made you the Queen?" Beatrice asked with twitching eyebrows, glaring at Gaby who was likewise glaring at her, clearly, they weren't going to be friends.

"I slaughtered the devil and made myself the Queen, Beatrice~".

"…" Beatrice flinched, frowning at the lady's unusual rhetoric, 'So arrogant, just like back then... I don't have time for this, I have to ask her what I want to ask and tail Andrew quickly'.

"How about the three of us have a cup of expresso in Maya's apartment? I mean we could have it at Andrew's penthouse, but... you wouldn't appreciate the intromission, do you?"

Gloria led the way to the elevator, the three ladies entered and she pressed the button towards Maya's apartment.

'Does she has Maya's apartment keys?' Beatrice wondered with intrigue, thinking that perhaps they just had that much confidence.

"I don't mind as long as we do it quickly, I have to protect Andrew".

"The boy does need protection which you can't provide, darling" Gloria leaned on the wall, brushing her long hair aside, lips curled like a winning gibbous forever more.

"Are you saying I am too weak for the job?" Beatrice took offence.

"I am saying you are not prepared for the job".

"I have been taking care of him for many years now, I don't allow you to tell me how I should do this!" She retaliated, even intending to go as far as to take Gloria by her shirt's collar, but when she closed up enough, it was as if her legs stopped instinctively.

As if her every atom knew to not mess around with this lady.

"It takes more than a marine veteran to protect the heir of Archon" Gloria's eyes looked at nothing, she took a finger and gently bit on her long crimson-coloured nail.

"You mean Archonte..." Gaby corrected, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, quite roguishly.

"Yes, that... I won't be saying another word until I have a cup of expresso in my cute hands by the way".

"Who calls their own hands cute? aren't you too old for that?"

Gloria rolled her eyes at Beatrice's ill-intended comment, "The sharpness of your tongue has grown alongside your boobs... back then you weren't so articulate".

"Back then I had nothing to care for".

"And now?"

"Andrew is my everything".

"Aren't you afraid I'll call the police on you?~" Gaby mocked loudly, "He's still a minor, even if you're after the money you should at least have some reservations".

"Reservations? Quite the irony for a slut like you to use those words".

"..."

Perhaps Beatrice's words had been instinctive, she knew Gaby Mozi's background... but she wasn't completely prepared for the full-blown kick that rushed her way like a swinging bamboo.

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*BANG!*

All of Beatrice's instincts flared in the tight space of the elevator that had just arrived on Maya's floor. She felt her arms go numb after blocking the ravenous kick sent by Gaby. With enough momentum she took her leg and swung her out of the elevator, Gaby kept her balance and panted, finding herself in front of a guarding Beatrice both with their own battle poses.

Gaby recognised a standard kickboxing stance.

Beatrice gasped at Gaby's Muay Thai's stance.

"Never seen a pornstar that does Muay Thai".

"Never seen another girl that can hold one of my kicks".

"That was Taekwondo just now, so you do mixed martial arts? Quite the hobby for a slut".

"I dare you... call me a slut again!".

"Hush, you gals are so hostile, weren't we going to get coffee? Andrew is having his date soon, so, we can have ours as well... come".

Gloria Wickedheard ignored both ladies and leisurely entered Maya's apartment, leaving the door open for them to follow. But for the longest while, the two ladies just glared at one another.

"Retreat what you said".

"What is a pornstar if not a slut? I didn't lie".

"Hmph, I don't care if you lied or not, retreat... what you said..."

Beatrice frowned, 'This is leading nowhere, although I'm interested in this girl now... it is not the time, I have to be with Andrew'.

"Sorry... I retreat what I said, you're not a slut".

"Good~"

'Tch! If you don't want to be addressed as such then why did you do it? ridiculous'.

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"Finally, huh? I'm about to finish the coffee".

"So fast?!"

Beatrice flared, indeed... It seems Gloria was quite eager to have her coffee. She ignored Maya's lavish decorations and took a seat, ready to ask some questions.

"Expresso, mocca, latte or cappuccino. Gaby, Beatrice? Or would you prefer some tea and milk?~" Gloria offered.

"I could do with water, hurry up and tell me why you want me here... stop wasting my time" Gaby was in a rush, she took a seat in front of Beatrice and crossed her slender legs and full tighs.

"The Bufford Underdogs in Manhattan..."

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Beatrice couldn't recognise the name in any corner of her mind, but for some reason, Gaby gasped and even visually paled.

"What is Bufford?" She asked immediately.

"Uhm, delicious~" Gloria took a sip of her coffee and held her cheeks in delight, "Perfect amount of sugar as always, to the last grain".

"..."

"There is no need to rush our date, Beatrice... Do you want Mocca or Latte?"

"Mocca..."

"Sorry, there is no chocolate".

'Why do you ask then!?'

"Macchiato it is for you~" Without even asking for suggestions, Gloria got into her own thing and started preparing an Italian coffee for Beatrice who wasn't fond of Macchiato or expresso to begin with.

'She does whatever she wants!'

Beatrice knew instinctively... she wasn't going to enjoy this 'date'. When she glared at Gaby, the other lady shrugged as if saying 'get used to it'.