Dare to sell a devil

"I bet this 'special guest' or company as you call him, is the showstopper, huh?" She did not bother to hide the ridicule in her tone as she taunted. She enjoyed seeing her parents so riled up, especially because there wasn't much they could do about it because they were trying to curry her favor.

As if on cue, the guest arrived. It was just as she predicted. A man whose first reaction was to glance in her direction. She would forgive him if all he did was look at her but he had to go and ruin it by letting his eyes trail down her chest.

She knew that she was wearing a blouse that was a little low cut but so what? It was not for him to look at as though he couldn't wait to burn her clothes off her body. Her stomach churned in disgust.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I was a bit caught up trying to get my niece off me." He apologized as she looked at them, explaining what must be the tale he came up with on the spot.