My Wake

My brows furrowed at Nadia's words, the perverted introvert in me feeling a bit annoyed but I understood the necessity and brilliance of her plan.

"Sure."

 Nodding her head, Nadia excused herself and left, leaving just me and Nadia in the room.

"She's different."

"I care for her, do you" Denise asked as I let a column of smoke into the air.

"Go to the point."

"I saw your eyes follow her butt as she left, what are your plans"

"You decided to make her my personal assistant despite knowing the kind of person I am, what did you expect."

Though I didn't pull up her profile system info seeing as I had just 4 more chances to view it left, glancing at Densie from the corner of my eyes and seeing her become contemplative I understood that given her faith in me, she had made an oversight on my perverseness and brought Nadia to me.

"She's now probably reconsidering her idea of bringing Nadia to me. I can't let her doubt me."