My Emotionless Goddess

” Do you perhaps have a personal grudge against me that I don’t know about?” Justin couldn’t help but ask.

” Rule number one, always keep a distance, even your closest friend could turn out to be the enemy.” Miranda replied and walked away leaving behind a dumbfounded Justin. Why did she sound a lot like his late Master?

Ignoring that absurd thought, he trailed behind her.

Miranda walked straight to the door and tried to open it but realised it was locked.

She turned to look at Justin silently asking him to open the door.

Seeing her look at him, he decided to use this chance to get back at her. Instead of opening the door, he leaned on the door and cocked his brows at her, challenging her to beg him.

Miranda, who was growing impatient waiting for the man to drop his childish acts and open the door finally realised that the man had no intention of opening the door.

Retrieving a phone-like device from her bag, she connected a small wire-like string to the lock. After pressing repeatedly for less than half a minute, the door opened with a click.

She pushed the door and sauntered inside like she owned the place. Justin, who had been smug a while ago, was standing rooted to the ground. He had always bragged to Ronald that his security was topnotch but seeing the door to his house opened so casually, he almost vomited blood.

He had spent millions of money on paying a mysterious man to improvise his security system in the house. He had even gone an extra mile to pay well known hackers to try to crack his security and no one was successful.

Then just how could she unlock the door so casually like she was cutting a birthday cake?

Just thinking about it, Justin started having doubts. Maybe she had approached him intentionally, luring him to her well set trap. He thought that maybe she had him fooled. Anger spread in each organ of his body and he felt his heart constrict. What if she was here on a mission to kill him? What if she was in cahoots with the rebels and was here to infiltrate the royal house?

Just thinking about it brought fear mixed with anger.

Justin strode angrily towards Miranda who was by now comfortably seated in the sofa scrolling through her phone. She had no care in the world after pulling that stunt.

Seeing her nonchalant expression angered Justin even more.

He removed his gun and pointed it at her.

” Who exactly are you?” he found himself asking.

” You don’t know who I am?” Miranda asked back, not flinching even with a gun pointed at her temple.

” Why are you here? Who sent you to assassinate me? the rebels?” He asked yet again.

” Assassinate you? Are you worth it?” Miranda nonchalantly asked.

” Don’t test my patience. you must be here for some mission. You better tell me before I blow your brains out.” Justin threatened expecting to see a change of expression on her face but boy, he was in for a disappointment.

” What are you? eight years old? Why are you playing with toys? A true man uses his fist to defeat his enemies. it’s not safe either to go around pointing guns at other people, you never know when the gun will land in your enemies hands.” Miranda said casually and before he knew it, the gun that was earlier in his hands was in Miranda’s hands.

” Be careful handling these toys, accidents do happen.” Miranda added but one could trace the warning in her voice. She was clearly warning him not to try that joke again.

” Show me to my room.” Miranda said.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

” Do you think I’ll let you sleep in the same house as me after what you pulled out earlier?” Justin sarcastically asked. He couldn’t sense any malice in her but it was better to be careful than sorry, that he learnt from his grandfather.

” Do you mean me opening your door? That’s simple, I am the designer, so I obviously know how to crack it.” she answered bored.

” You are not here to kill me?” Justin asked although knowing it was stupid of him to ask that.

” Why would I kill you? You are not rich nor important, why should I kill you and get nothing in return? Besides, I think you are goodlooking, it would be a waste killing you, I can just keep you as my gigolo.” Miranda said, making Justin’s eyes widen.

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing! She wanted to turn him to her gigolo? The crown prince of the country?

Okay, it’s fine if she didn’t know about his other identity but wasn’t he a top figure I. the society?

Justin figured out that only this woman saw him as a nothing. His fame! His money was not something she was interested in.

He found her interesting and unique.

” Show me my room, I am tired and get me a laptop.” Miranda ordered. She was after all used to giving orders.

Justin chuckled. This lady sure had the balls. How could she turn him to her errand boy? Was she aware of who she was ordering around? Definitely not!

” Follow me.” He said, leading the way upstairs. He decided to keep her close by and observe her. As the saying goes, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

He also realised that he needed to carry out another background check on her. The report he received about her from Ronald was only a tip of the iceberg. He was sure she was hiding secrets from the world. Justin swore that he would uncover her secrets very soon. The Sooner, the better

” This is your room, everything you need is inside.” Justin Informed, pointing at the room opposite his master bedroom.

” Thank you.” Miranda said and without waiting for anything more, she walked inside leaving a dumbfounded Justin behind. Justin shook his head and cleaned his ears to make sure he just heard that arrogant and emotionless woman just say thank you.

It was simply unbelievable!.