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The Fancy Pants Club

Chapter 3 Sweet, Delicious Revenge

Word Count: 2261    |    Released on: 21/04/2018

my back tensed and my feet shot tingles up my leg. The people around me seemed t

that it felt like I was just dreaming it. When he arrived in the table, he didn't care so much as to say 'hi' or 'hello' or even s

still remembers me and that in

s my escort, " he then s

ight! But of all the nicknames

at he is the President of the Fancy Pants Club, I think it is wise that I should act properly a

s the stage but I could feel his gaze riveted on me. His lips were in a neutral line; no hint of a smile what

raft, and I won't let this man bully me with his mesmerizing blue-green hazel eyes! I shoved my thoughts

eception. I am pleased to meet you and oh, just to clarify it, I am not your escort, " said I with my

cing the start of our dinner. "I do know who you are Ms. Rosecraft, quite very well might I add, but that is b

don't think any woman would want to be with him with that kind of mouth. His string of w

I consider myself unlike any other

. To educate you, the term escort in our generation right now is defined as a woman paid for sex.

I've gotta be

es sense. Why? Because in this evening only, I am your companion for conversation purposes; conversations that might bor

urve in the presi

ers didn't have the kidney to show up in a beautiful party such as this. If you don't like my presence, Mr. P

was able to bring them down with just two measured breaths. With all those po

eply then. This time he turned towards me; body

ing no clue that I was on

ake you my companion. I don't think o

flickered mischief and danger all at once

hat fir

at first

d my face heated. Is he f

n this table for five minutes a

ou, " was his remark then. Does he read m

atter is the

ersation wouldn't bore me. See? Look at

ring right now, but where is that heirloom anyway? I hope someone was able to pick it up and submitted it in

with the night's dinner menu. As I was present when Ms. Elaine and Mr. Aaron dec

se, cream of asparagus soup as the third, supreme cheese lasagna for the pasta course, two main types of meat; one beef and the other lamb for the m

g strangers for he didn't give one damn glance towards my way. Here I am fretting on how to make another good conv

champagne, that's the time I grabbed the opportunit

know, " I said making

rld said with a raise of his brow. He place

. "It is just unfortunate of me that Google or Wikipedia, or any other God

g about what happened

emember how you called

es and release

th him, posing like a proud man that he is. Even though I can't see

value our private lives. We don't wish for the internet world to boast our life achi

told me you were the

e it a lot. And also, I enjoy a sense of mystery from ti

candidate in the Big Brother reali

eate nasty wrinkles in my forehead. Hearing him call me that endearm

try songstress, Emily West, singing "Chandelier

at he was doing, but I seriously could feel

not burning me ali

e, Mr. Erik suddenly spoke up catching my at

mediately. I shifted my face to his direc

ord, yes, " was

my volca

ave prepared this party so that

is tuned to the 'a

, Ms. Rosecraft, " he s

kay, including countless sleepless nights just

to notice how flustered I am at all! "Everything in this reception should be perfectly fancy, but it seems that is t

ed my nail-polished, bandage-wrapped finger towards the newlyweds and frowned. "I don't have a say in them, and be

things, Ms. Rosecraft. Just look arou

ng in your carpet earlier, " I rolled out. For a moment there, I honestly thou

d me a faint smile (or at le

t case. I genuinely was concerned w

? It doesn't

ld be na?ve, so much so that you thought I wo

How did he know? Or were my earlier

smothering a laugh. Really. That wa

the glue out of my hair, Ms. Rosecraft, and because of that, I wasn't able to join the gr

e a murderous shado

it, " I said suddenly feeling guilty, but I won't show

for he stood up, motioned our personal waiter to take the two chairs that parted us and place his own chair nea

hing acc

red close in my ear, "I ho

and shivered. Shit! I just showe

Daniella. Sweet,

! This spells doom

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1 Chapter 1 The One Who is Bedazzled2 Chapter 2 When All is Perfect Except One3 Chapter 3 Sweet, Delicious Revenge4 Chapter 4 The Kamasutra Guru5 Chapter 5 Making Friends with Mr. Vice President6 Chapter 6 A Saturday Nightout Surprise7 Chapter 7 Kidnapped by Mr. ____ 8 Chapter 8 Eyes On Me9 Chapter 9 The Suave Spanish Son of A Duke10 Chapter 10 Pineapple Art Model11 Chapter 11 Lunch Date with the Three Gods12 Chapter 12 Steady As She Goes13 Chapter 13 Building A Harem14 Chapter 14 The Landmines of the Guru15 Chapter 15 Erik on How To Become a Dominant16 Chapter 16 When The Aphrodisiac Strikes17 Chapter 17 Dodging Cinderella's Duties18 Chapter 18 Conflicting Emotions19 Chapter 19 A Woman's Art Of War20 Chapter 20 When Lips Do the Talking21 Chapter 21 Keeping Up With Shakespeare22 Chapter 22 Between Truth and Dare23 Chapter 23 Questioning the Club24 Chapter 24 A Change Meeting25 Chapter 25 Contract Be Damned26 Chapter 26 The Injured President27 Chapter 27 The Touch of the Master28 Chapter 28 Returning The Warmth29 Chapter 29 Between Distance and Hallucination30 Chapter 30 Birthday Party for Two 31 Chapter 31 Meeting the Crabby President32 Chapter 32 Flaming Stares33 Chapter 33 When He and She Gets In34 Chapter 34 Bed on Fire35 Chapter 35 In Flames36 Chapter 36 Needing a Knight-In-Shining-Armor37 Chapter 37 Turning the Cards38 Chapter 38 Twisted Game39 Chapter 39 Inside the Lair of the Enemy40 Chapter 40 Mask of Indifference41 Chapter 41 In The Enemy's Bed42 Chapter 42 In Memory Of...43 Chapter 43 Calm Before The Storm44 Chapter 44 Fancy Redecorating45 Chapter 45 Somewhat of An End46 Chapter 46 Epilogue