I'll take the control

Cynthia’s eyes widen in horror when she sees Vincent carrying Athena in his arm. She hurriedly walks up to him and demands, “What did you do to her?” Athena mewls, whimpering under his hold. Santos checks her body temperature and finds it hot.

“I didn’t do anything. I found her on the sixth floor like this” Vincent snaps, having a hard time holding her for a long moment. “I will take her home.”

“No! Give her to me” Cynthia objects, fiercely holding Athena’s arm. Vincent groans in irritation. On one hand, Athena is teasing him which turns him on and on the other Cynthia is getting on his nerves.

“Look, she doesn’t look so let me take her home.”

“I don’t trust you, lad. And as far as I remember, you are supposed to depart once the work is done.”

Athena hisses, clutching onto his shirt tightly. “Take me home” she whispers as if pleading with him. Vincent gives a look at Cynthia and Cynthia finds it hard to object now.