Getting out of his Cadillac CT6 and sparing a glance at his diamond plated customized Rolex wristwatch, Aaron Kress, one of the biggest fashion entrepreneur's in new York city, adjusted his Chanel coat and checked himself out before looking up at the sorry sight before him, the downtown buildings were in pretty bad shape, and the houses around were in sorrier shape, shaking his head to rid himself of base thoughts, he took a step forward just to be scared by a black hairless stray cat running across his path "Crap! what the freaking hell is this place" he asks himself in anger and fear, looking around the seemingly unsafe area, he signals to his long time driver Alex to keep the car running then walks into the dark corridor then up the funny looking stairs to room 208 the room of the woman his mother had sent him to pacify, groaning at the thought of how much work he had left undone to take time to get his mother out of her present predicament with the unknown woman she had referred to as "the crazy bitch" who was intent on dragging her to court and getting the entire worth of her jewelry store as compensation.
He knocked on the door whose hinges were almost falling off and whose paint were peeling off leaving the door looking more like a vintage top than a blue colored door and a brunette with light chocolate doe eyes answers the door looking seemingly baffled at the sight before her "Sorry wrong door" she says before moving to close the door, through the slightly open door a blonde woman's back is seen facing the door, with her hair reaching almost her thigh , she is dancing slowly to the soft music playing in the room, he prevents the brunette from closing the door with a strong hand keeping it open "This is room 208 right ?" he asks her and she looks around before answering with an unsure...
"Yes ..who do you seek? " her face laden with confusion and endless questions, he throws her an uneasy smile and asks if he could enter, a question to which she just blinks, nods then points him in, he walks into the studio apartment with careful steps and takes in the small space with pictures of ballerinas hanging on the wall and cheap but manageable furniture and a small table wondering how two people can live comfortably in a small room the size of a match box, he is met with two large green probing eyes belonging to the blonde who is not dancing anymore but looking at him with an eyebrow raised and a puzzled look on her face, taking in her look and stance he was undoubtedly sure she was the one he was sent to meet with, the brunette didn't look like the type to cuss his mother out but just to be sure he asks "Are you Paris flinch? "
Placing a hand on her jean clad hip in a posture meant to undermine, the hip which he realizes is so full and round dividing her body into a perfect hourglass shape, she carelessly says "And If I am ? " with her eyebrows drawn up and her face stern, obvious malice coloring her face... leaving him stunned at her reckless behavior, why was this woman so defensive, Aaron wondered to himself, what was up with the attitude? she needed to take it easy because she looked like she was ready and itching for a fight, he only came here as a messenger and a broker of peace, at his age of 30 and of his years in the modelling and fashion world, he had seen women and seen quite a lot but he hadn't quite seen a woman who had such iron balls as this golden blonde with an obvious sharp tongue, gathering himself he moves to the small dining table in the center of the small room and takes a seat on one of the chairs as the brunette the gentler and more understanding one of the duo places a glass of water, plain water and not even wine and not juice in front of him with shaky hands, why was she so scared he wondered to himself…
Was he that intimidating?
Was it his stance?
Or his face or his aura?.... but who understood the weird creatures known as women anyway, the first man to understand their species should be given a Nobel price, looking up and ignoring the cheap, weird looking cup sitting in front of him like a disco ball he turns to the blonde woman and says "I will be brief with what I came here to say."
"Then just fucking say it and stop taking up space in here" came the harsh response from blonde as she is stared down by the nice brunette in a wordless reprimand to be more welcoming, he initially came to this forbidden slump to pacify this woman, to try reasoning with her but it seemed hot-headed blonde here wanted it hard-core and that was what she was getting. Smirking darkly he says "Return back to kress jewelries, take the money we are offering you and forget about the lawsuit against my mother, you have low chances of winning the case anyway, that is if the case ever even makes it to court, I will increase the money to make the deal a fair one, I and my mother are willing to give you two million dollars more, compared to what was offered in the initial deal, great deal right? I thought so too, just imagine what you could with that much money, your options will be limitless, your horizons broadened, you won't have to live such a shitty life anymore, you could live big, live large, wild and free, you can go on a crazy shopping spree, lord knows you could use a wardrobe change or travel to the Bahamas, take your friend with you. "
Lord! This man was crazy.
"Hmm I see!" she says slow and calm, totally unfazed "you are the son of that lying twat! if you were so sure I had low chances of winning, or getting the case to court you won't be here wearing an overpriced suit and those ridiculous shoes, your mom is scared isn't she? She should be! am sure she sent you here to try to scare and intimidate me but am not falling for that! if you want to beg, then fucking have your mother come here, go down on her knees in front of me and ask for my forgiveness but if that isn't the case don't you and that troll ever gang up to threaten me ever again, am not going to give up this case so you have a lot to worry about"
"To you people money might be of the utmost importance but in my case, justice, self- respect, self- love, and human dignity are the most important, you think you can just throw money around and that will solve all your problems? Well not in this case, I won't be bought, I won't keep my head down neither would I be persuaded or bullied into letting your mother go scot free, someone needs to check that woman, and with fate and karma on my side I will be the one to deal her that hand, so go back to mama, mama's boy and tell her I said no! I have said no today, I will say no tomorrow and I will keep on saying that until justice is served like hot steaming chocolate tea with a nice slice of apple pie, adios!" she added dangerously, her nose flaring in anger.
Furious Aaron slams a fist on the table standing up , the cup of water on the table sloshing on his trousers , making him even more irritated, an action that doesn't faze the crazy girl who just eyes him maliciously with a smirk on her face , to show much she doesn't care she just leisurely packs her hair up into a sloppy bun on top of her head.
"Don't you dare speak down on my mother again! How dare you? who do you think who are? Ever since I got here you have been acting very difficult! you know what? you need to get that stick out of your ass and change your approach to life, we are giving you a great opportunity to take the high road and you are being rude and mouthy … Pride? Dignity? Self-worth?
"All this are nothing….meaningless, cheap when money is involved! money speaks, the world listens, people like you work for it, slave for it, answer to it! So stop acting like the world revolves around you and your crazy mentality, I know your type … the stubborn, goat headed type! But it will get you nowhere and for your information blonde, am my own man, I am not a mama's boy and I answer to no – freaking -body, this overpriced coat? it cost most than you and this weird looking apartment put together, you want more money ?? do you want us to up the ante? So you could fix your life? fix this trap of a house? To move to a better place? then fucking ask for it, don't try to act all high and mighty … you know what? … you want to pursue this case? then go ahead, you could use the money anyways pending you win and karma? You really believe in that payback shit? You need to get schooled and You need to get a life!" He says looking around the room condescendingly, a sour look on his face, beyond furious at this idiotic man's audacity and his disgusting similarity with his highhanded, merciless mother, she threw him a murderous glare with a tongue in her cheek and with her eyebrows carved upwards in anger she angrily slams her hands down on the table, an action that jolts Aaron who is forced to seat back down as her hair falls out of the bun on her head and forms a blonde curtain which totally covers her face.
She had a lot of hair….Aaron noted distractedly, like a man in a trance as his anger turned for a minute to adoration, he found out he was lost for words, and as she ran a hand through her hair pushing it back, for the first time Aaron noticed how milky pale her skin was, he also takes note of her well-manicured nails which were painted a neat deep black with multiple cheap silver knuckle rings adorning her pale hands, glancing at the stray lock of golden blonde adorning the front of her head, he found himself wishing he could touch her hair to test how soft it was, for research purposes only he told himself smugly, a test to see if her hair was as stubborn as she was, he also for the first time could point to where the slight strawberry scent filling the room was coming from, how an actual human could smell so strongly like strawberries baffled him, despite the danger he might be in the hands of this psychotic woman he instead found himself scanning her heart shaped face which was porcelain smooth with well-shaped eyebrows and dark thick lashes framing her forest green eyes, her mouth was a pretty pink which was full and shaped like a bow and an arrow, and he found out he couldn't tell if she was wearing lipstick or not as her face was devoid of any makeup, he also could spot two large bunny teeth standing straight and pretty like royals from the British throne from her slightly open mouth making her look like a furious rabbit, if looks were grenades and could kill… literally, blonde would have blown his head off in an instance.
Letting out a strangled breath as the sweet smell of strawberries assaulted his nostrils, miss- I don't care- blonde- angry rabbit pointed a finger at him and said slowly "Don't mess with me, don't underestimate me either... why? because am that crazy bitch! Now get you and your designer clad body out of this small house and don't ever come back, we will be meeting in court...Gracias!"
Annoyed beyond reason at the blonde's audacity to drag him, he with all the grace he could muster stood up from the chair and adjusted his coat again earning a sneer from the truly crazy woman and bothered by how unbothered she was, he walks out, the brunette looking at him with sympathy and walking briskly down the stairs, where he runs into the hairless black cat again, angrily kicking him off his path this time, he lets out a loud sigh then walks into his Cadillac and signals to Alexander to drive away.
Paris looks on from the window at the fancy car driving off with a grimace on her face, hissing loudly at the irritating sight of the moving car, she smugly says to herself "I hate rich folks" and walks into the bedroom.
