And finally...the door was opened...She was very much ready to pounce on whoever stepped out of that car.
His classic oxford shoe was first seen out, then the tall frame in a Dolce & gabbana classic suit stepped out of the car. Heather immediately, with immediate effect, froze. She froze still infront of the tall figure. She was quick to perceive the powerful and domineering aura from him. He stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at the pathetic thing infront of him.
Heather gulped as she unconsciously assessed the features of the figure. From his shiny black hair, to his beautiful grayish blue eyes which were slightly squinted, not to mention his perfect nose to his- 'Done staring?' his deep calm but intimidating voice broke her out of her trance. 'Huh?' she uttered and he cocked his brow amusingly. 'Uhmm...well...' she was loss of words, nothing was popping up in her head. 'Listen, girl. Don't waste my time' he said in that same tone, she slightly flinched and gupled again. 'W-well ummm, y-you...' 'Are you dumb?' what? How arrogant! What kind of a question is that? I'll teach him.
'Well Mister? Just because you have a nice car and nice clothes, doesn't give you the right to drive recklessly!' 'hmmm...' he replied in very uninterested tone. 'Are you listening? You almost ran me over you know, do you think you own the road or what-' 'What if I did?' his question threw her off. 'What?' 'what if I did own road then, what would you do?' he demanded casually. Heather felt so angry she could strangle him right now.
'Well till then you don't own it, so keep your head straight when driving-' ' why should I?' 'what? Listen Mister, you are not the only who is rich and buys things and what not, being rich doesn't give you the right to be an ass ok, What are you so pumped up about anyway,What,a car? Well you just wait' She said and left to get something from her car.
She came back with a big hammer, she walked towards him looking straight into his eyes. She had sly smile as went straight to the car front and 'Boom!' 'boom!' she hit the car countless of times. His brows elevated in amusement, he was quite impressed by her little stunt. She suddenly stopped noticing that she finally cracked the screen. She was very satisfied with it.
She turned back to him, with a wider smirk. She walked back to him 'I broke your windscreen and do you know why? Because I can, since, I am rich and can pay for it.' she said making him snigger a little. She took a step closer to him 'V&M industries, go there to collect your cheque' she made her statement with a sly smile and walked away.
The man stood there watching her disappearing figure to her car. Then, someone came to him. 'Hey, what happened here?' Derek asked 'What was that, looks like a problem, should Dragon take care it?' 'Hmmm... we've got work to do. Get us a new car' he ordered and Derek responded right away.