Enemies

ALANNA

It was strange to see Lucas here, especially when our first meeting wasn't so glamorous.

I mean, he basically acted like a spoilt beat bitching about how his mother is the Vogue lady and how he is the heir.

I could also deduce from our first meeting that he didn't really like me, so seeing him seated here in the reception, waiting for me was new.

I made my way to my office and then asked my secretary after some minutes to let him in.

I sat in anticipation, something tells me that this isn't a friendly visit and I had already had a long day and I was in no mood to put up with more crap from anyone.

Moments later, the door creaked open and he walked in with a certain kind of elegance and majestic paddle to his shoulders.

He had a sly smile on and his face had a smug look, he moved towards the visitor's chair, and without being asked he sat down.

Of course, how arrogant, not even a word of pleasantries.

“Good day, Mr. Lucas, is quite a surprise to see you here,” I feig