Gloria glanced down at the box briefly before locking gaze with her, her expression was filled with smug confidence. Arching an eyebrow, she snatched the box from her. Opening it, the corner of her mouth quirking up then she burst into a fit of laughter. Sera stood there, perplexed as Gloria's laughter rang out.
"Guys, she got me cupcakes," Gloria mocked, and her followers joined in the ridicule. Her minions joined in, causing Sera's smile to slip. The box slipped from Gloria's hand as she continued to laugh uncontrollably.
"Oops, I dropped your cupcakes," Gloria exclaimed, her tone thick with fake sweetness. Sera's face flushed with humiliation as she stared at her crushed cupcakes.
"How could you drop her CUPCAKES? Glo. Do you even know how expensive they were? Twelve whole bucks," one of her minions sneered, sending another round of laughter rippling through the group. Sera stood there, her eyes welling up.
"Awww....Don't be mean to my cousin. Look, you made her cry," Glo mocked with fake sympathy.
Sera clenched her fists, her face burning with shame. Without another word, she spun on her heels and walked away, tears spilled over in time.
While running, she bumped into someone.
"Sorry," she murmured, barely glancing up before rushing past them.
.......
Nate watched her running off somewhere, her hoarse voice suggested she was crying.
"Gigi, Nate! My two favorite people," Gloria gushed approaching them in eager strides. Nate looked at her.
"How do I look?" Gloria twirled, sticking her butt and boobs out for the show. Much to her disappointment, Nate didn't even glance at them, let alone stare. She sometimes wondered if he was secretly gay. Such a waste of looks it would be.
"Goddess," Gigi complimented, bringing a smile to Gloria's face. Gloria turned towards Nate, her gaze playful.
"Got nothing to say? Have I turned you speechless," Gloria teased coyly, biting her lip.
"Don't expect him to give compliments. The only thing he knows is how to annoy others," Gigi drawled out instead, looking done with her brother. Gloria gave him an overt look of interest.
She hugged her arms around herself to lock her warmth, unknowingly causing them to spill out more. The damn fabric clung to her soft curves. His breathing turned heavy as he shamelessly stared at them, entranced without realizing it.
She looked up only to find his gaze locked on her chest. It was only then she realized her shirt had turned sheer with water. Her breath hitched, eyes turned wide before she quickly spun on her heels to hide from his stare.
He felt a flicker of irritation as she turned from him, hiding herself. Her petite figure was trembling, unknowingly asking for his help. Walking over, he stepped around to face her, towering over his slave. Her chin dipped to her chest, her arms tightly wound around her body.
Nate reached out and gripped her chin. His grip harsh against her soft skin. Lifting it, he made her meet his eyes. There was open loathing in those frost-kissed irises.
Leaning closer, he breathed in her ace, "fucking loser." His eyes filled with loathing.
Sera couldn't restrain the tears from blurring her vision.
Nate let go, stepped away and left, leaving her behind shivering in the cold.
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