Ruthless Goddess

With black heels clicking soundlessly on the red carpeted floor, She walked in with a high charisma that commanded attention as soon as she was in the place. Every eyes turned to look at her just as she came in followed by her two bodyguards.

"you can wait here" she told the guards and they obeyed. Then she kept walking further into the venue.

She was wearing a pink satin dress that had a plunging neck exposing her cleavage and was a bit revealing. The dress was sexy and at the same time conservative. It was the typical type of dress, hugging the top of her curvy body until the waist and then flowed down to her feet. The satin of the dress covered her body but the top was a bit revealing.

Freya Quinn was a blonde haired very beautiful woman with green eyes.

She walked steadily through the party venue, ignoring the looks that were thrown to her. She heard all the whispers that were said about her but she just ignored it. What do they even know? She walked up to the table of the birthday man, Mr Fred Das. An old bald man with blue eyes. He was dressed in a luxurious tuxedo. As she approached, the man stood up with his wife and they smiled sweetly at her.

"My dear Freya, how are you doing?" Mr Fred asked opening his arms to hug Freya.

"doing great, Mr Das. Happy birthday" she replied after greetings and with a smile. Then he looked behind her as if searching for someone.

"where is your sister?" he asked expectantly,

"she is a bit busy, she couldn't make it. So I came in her name" Freya replied.

"okay, thank you for coming. Hope you will enjoy the party" Mr Das said, even though he was visibly disappointed that her sister couldn't make it but he smiled nonetheless.

"actually, I am not going to stay. I have other appointments for tonight" she replied.

"oh. Okay then" he was clearly a bit disappointed. Then she turned her attention to the old refined woman standing next to him. Mrs Das, with blue eyes and short gray hair. She returned a smile to Freya. However, the smile was one of contempt, which Freya gracefully ignored and just smiled back.

"Mrs Das" Freya greeted and extended her hand for a shake. The woman shook her hand lightly.

"Ms Quinn" Mrs Das replied dryly.

After the greetings, Freya left. She just came in the name of her sister to give the gift. After she was out of the venue, many murmurs arose.

"oh the snob! Did you see that?"

"oh yeah, I saw. You don't know how much I dislike her and her snob sister"

"I thought her sister was the one invited"

"that woman only appear when she likes, you need to be very lucky to see her in an event like this"

"yes, that woman is a total snob. They think they are really in top of the world"

"she is soo pretty though! I wish I was half as beautiful as her"

"yes and it said that her sister is also as much beautiful"

"well, yes, but she rarely appears so much people do not know her face."

"I would really like to see her one day"

the whispers continued on. Freya walked away listening to all of this,a soft chuckle escaped her lips as she walked away.

A long while later, Freya walked into a big luxurious mansion. She removed her high heels once she was in the parlor.

"ahhhh!" she sighed and let herself fall on the couch. "I need a wine of glass too" she said.

"the party was that tiring?" she was asked by a woman seating lazily on a couch near the fireplace with a glass of wine and a tablet in her hands.

"you know the usual. Boring with the same faces and blah blah blah" Freya rolled her eyes and took the wine glass that the maid served to her. A smirk curved on the woman's face but she did not say anything.

If Freya was beautiful, then the woman on the couch was even more beautiful if that was even possible. She had a dark shade of green lazy eyes that gave the impression that she was bored by the world and didn't make any effort to look around. She had nape length straight silky blonde hair that looked almost white. She was wearing a black fluffy bathrobe and her sexy slender legs were crossed elegantly. She had the total vibe of a boss lady. She was Dahlia Quinn, Freya's elder sister.

"I understand why you don't like going to that kind of invitation, sis. But really, you should hear their comments it is always so funny" Freya said happily.

"that's what you like, I know"Dahlia replied with a calm and unbothered tone "but you should get to bed now. It is late"

"why do you like cutting the fun? And you know I don't need much sleep" Freya pouted, dropping her empty glass on the glass table in front of her,

"I know but it have been three days now and I don't want you to look like a vampire walking around humans" Dahlia said and Freya smiled.

"you really have a weird sense of humor" she said then she stood up. "I am telling you now, if you keep treating me like this, next time, you will go to your invitations by yourself" she threatened and walked away.

"even if I give you another car?" Dahlia asked without tearing her gaze from her tablet. Freya paused and looked back before walking slowly back to her sister.

"are you serious?" she asked

"when was I ever not serious?" Dahlia finally raised her eyes to meet her sister's gaze with a raised brow. Freya's eyes widened then she ran happily to hug her sister.

"oh thank you! thank you! Thank you!" she exclaimed excitedly. She knew her sister was always serious especially about things like this. Freya sat on the table and started telling her sister the type of car she wanted. Dahlia watched her 18 years old sister getting excited over her new car with a lazy and amused expression.

"you should go to bed now. You have an important appointment tomorrow. Remember?" Dahlia cut her sister off. Freya released a frustrated sigh.

"what a party popper you are!" she grunted like a small child and walked away. Dahlia looked at her retreating a back and when she was out of sight her expression changed. She looked down at the document on her tablet again with a hard and cold gaze.

The next day, Dahlia was seating at the dinning table drinking a coffee with her eyes glued on her tablet again when Freya came down. She stood shocked at the door.

"are you going to stand there or are you going to come and eat?" Dahlia asked her sister.

"you are eating?" Freya asked shocked "really!? Are you sick? Do you feel unwell?" Freya was getting worried. Her sister rarely ever eats, especially in the morning.

"stop acting silly and come and eat" Dahlia said with a firm but soft tone. Freya made her way to her side of the table and sat down still looking at her sister with a worried gaze. "stop giving me this look" Dahlia raised her a brow at her sister over her coffee mug.

"okay" Freya raised her hand in surrender. "I won't talk again" she picked a red apple and sliced it before starting to eat it. "so when am I going to get my new car?"

"when you will get your degree"

"what!? You said it was my reward!" Freya exclaimed with a whine like a spoiled girl.

"I never said you were going to get it for going to the party on my behalf, you are my representative, I pay you for that, and second I never said you were going to get it now. I just said I might be kind enough to give you another car if you behave" Dahlia straightened her point.

"then when?" Freya pouted. Dahlia sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Freya you got the other car not even three months ago" Dahlia was frustrated.

"yes, but three months ago is far"

"then do with it until you get your degree" Dahlia said with finality as she stood up "now stop being whimsy already and go to school" Freya groaned and stood up. She picked her bag, kissed her sister and left for school.

A short while later Dahlia reached her office through her private lift, she had a private lift to avoid the humans eyes which she dislikes so much. Then her secretary walked in. She was an average looking woman with brown hair and blue eyes. She was dressed very formally.

"good morning Mrs Quinn" she greeted but as usual she knew there would be no response so she went on with her daily activities. "your schedule for today is… " she started to enumerate all Dahlia had to do while Dahlia was still watching a graph on her tablet. When the secretary was done she waited patiently. Dahlia then looked up at the secretary who had finished her task and was waiting for her next order.

"what about the bidding sales of the oil refinery company?" Dahlia asked.

"it is going to take place tomorrow evening at a gala at the president's of the board's house. Will you be going or should I tell your representative to prepare?"

"I will be going" Siara, the secretary nodded and jotted something down on her note pad. Then they all set to work. But through out the day, Dahlia kept on checking the graph on her tablets.

Those graphs indicated the possibilities of her company to win the bidding and she was near the win. However, their was this company, the Galann corp. who was as much as close as her. That company have been in serious competition with Quinn corp. for long years now and actually, they were both fighting over the winning of the bidding. Dahlia knew the owner of that company all to well, a womanizer who spends most of his time and money with women in parties. But as much as he was a womanizer he was also ferocious in business but Dahlia was as much, and she had no intention of loosing against him.

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