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fetch her drink.
“I’m starting at Columbia in the fall,
mam,” Juliet tells her. So, she will be going to my school. That should make
for an interesting semester. Poppy already makes it entertaining enough.
“Oh! That’s wonderful! Hugo and Poppy
attend there.”
Juliet looks at me. “How do you like
it?”
“It’s a wonderful educational
experience.” I speak in no other tone than my own and she arches her brow. “You
don’t sound so in love with it,” she points out.
“Education is very important, but I just
went to the one school that would piss off my father the most.”
“Your dad doesn’t like Columbia
University?” she asks, emphasizing the school’s name.
“My father was a Harvard man. In fact,
eight generations of Mandrake men went to Harvard. I decided to destroy that
tradition.”
“Oh, how very ardent of you in your
rebellion. What else do you plan to do to anger you dad?”
“The usual — ruin the family name with immoral antics and then ultimately
take over the family business after he dies.”
“Hugo,” Ms. Eleanor tries to be serious
but the woman is as serious as Doctor Seuss. “No bad mouthing the people that
gave you life.”
“Well, technically it’s not bad
mouthing. His death is inevitable like the rest of the human population.”
“Hugo has been here with me for years,”
Ms. Eleanor informs Juliet. She adores me. I don’t know why. Never have I showed
her any true affection, but she somehow overlooks my coldness. I will say this;
she is more of a parent to me than my own father. “No matter what they say, I
know he’s a sweet boy.”
“Oh, could have fooled me,” Juliet
mutters.
“I thought you said even the devil has a
heart,” I fire back.
“There is a difference between having a
heart and being sweet. I don’t see you as a ‘let me help you with your
groceries’ or flowers and candy type of bloke.”
“Judging so soon?”
“No, just observing. I mean, you’re
pretty blunt.”
“That is accurate,”
“Maybe if you took off your sunglasses,
I could see more. They say the eyes are the window to the soul.”
“Exactly… I don’t want anyone seeing
into my soul. Be careful what you ask for, Juliet. When someone gets glimpse of
it, they beg me to put them back on.”
“The only begging worth to a man is by a
woman who is capable of understanding the beast within him.”
A silent pause occurs at the dinner
table. Ms. Eleanor, who finished her Bloody Mary, taps her spoon on the empty
glass for another one. Thomas comes in on cue to refill.
“I like you.” Jordana points her fork
and smiles at Juliet then at me and mouths out, ‘Five hundred.’ This is only
the first damn night. No way I’m going to declare a loss.
“It’s about time someone was a match for
Satan,” Cody laughs.
“Cody, how’s life? Still blue in all
areas?” I ask and he throws back a glare.
“Cody’s a virgin,” Poppy whispers to
Juliet.
“Poppy!” Cody snaps and turns red
beneath his brown complexion.
“It’s alright Cody,” Juliet says softly.
“I think it’s rather impressive. A man with control in his desires says a lot
about his character.”
Now the red turns to probably pink as
Cody blushes from Juliet’s save.
“I bet it’s your year for true love,”
she says smiling.
“Sure.” Cody brushes it off.
She nods. “Trust me. I’m psychic.”
“How fascinating,” I deadpan.
“Yes, it is and I predict that this
year...” She narrows her eyes at me. “That supercilious and heinous individuals
will succumb to what they want the most in their life.”
“And what is that?”
“Less futile… more magnitude.”
My jaw twitches and I stare at her
through my sunglasses as Jordana claps again.
“Like I said… I like her.”
JULIET
After dinner everyone goes to their
separate corners but I decide to go out onto the balcony and enjoy the fresh
air while looking over the city lights. I want to
“I’m starting at Columbia in the fall,
mam,” Juliet tells her. So, she will be going to my school. That should make
for an interesting semester. Poppy already makes it entertaining enough.
“Oh! That’s wonderful! Hugo and Poppy
attend there.”
Juliet looks at me. “How do you like
it?”
“It’s a wonderful educational
experience.” I speak in no other tone than my own and she arches her brow. “You
don’t sound so in love with it,” she points out.
“Education is very important, but I just
went to the one school that would piss off my father the most.”
“Your dad doesn’t like Columbia
University?” she asks, emphasizing the school’s name.
“My father was a Harvard man. In fact,
eight generations of Mandrake men went to Harvard. I decided to destroy that
tradition.”
“Oh, how very ardent of you in your
rebellion. What else do you plan to do to anger you dad?”
“The usual — ruin the family name with immoral antics and then ultimately
take over the family business after he dies.”
“Hugo,” Ms. Eleanor tries to be serious
but the woman is as serious as Doctor Seuss. “No bad mouthing the people that
gave you life.”
“Well, technically it’s not bad
mouthing. His death is inevitable like the rest of the human population.”
“Hugo has been here with me for years,”
Ms. Eleanor informs Juliet. She adores me. I don’t know why. Never have I showed
her any true affection, but she somehow overlooks my coldness. I will say this;
she is more of a parent to me than my own father. “No matter what they say, I
know he’s a sweet boy.”
“Oh, could have fooled me,” Juliet
mutters.
“I thought you said even the devil has a
heart,” I fire back.
“There is a difference between having a
heart and being sweet. I don’t see you as a ‘let me help you with your
groceries’ or flowers and candy type of bloke.”
“Judging so soon?”
“No, just observing. I mean, you’re
pretty blunt.”
“That is accurate,”
“Maybe if you took off your sunglasses,
I could see more. They say the eyes are the window to the soul.”
“Exactly… I don’t want anyone seeing
into my soul. Be careful what you ask for, Juliet. When someone gets glimpse of
it, they beg me to put them back on.”
“The only begging worth to a man is by a
woman who is capable of understanding the beast within him.”
A silent pause occurs at the dinner
table. Ms. Eleanor, who finished her Bloody Mary, taps her spoon on the empty
glass for another one. Thomas comes in on cue to refill.
“I like you.” Jordana points her fork
and smiles at Juliet then at me and mouths out, ‘Five hundred.’ This is only
the first damn night. No way I’m going to declare a loss.
“It’s about time someone was a match for
Satan,” Cody laughs.
“Cody, how’s life? Still blue in all
areas?” I ask and he throws back a glare.
“Cody’s a virgin,” Poppy whispers to
Juliet.
“Poppy!” Cody snaps and turns red
beneath his brown complexion.
“It’s alright Cody,” Juliet says softly.
“I think it’s rather impressive. A man with control in his desires says a lot
about his character.”
Now the red turns to probably pink as
Cody blushes from Juliet’s save.
“I bet it’s your year for true love,”
she says smiling.
“Sure.” Cody brushes it off.
She nods. “Trust me. I’m psychic.”
“How fascinating,” I deadpan.
“Yes, it is and I predict that this
year...” She narrows her eyes at me. “That supercilious and heinous individuals
will succumb to what they want the most in their life.”
“And what is that?”
“Less futile… more magnitude.”
My jaw twitches and I stare at her
through my sunglasses as Jordana claps again.
“Like I said… I like her.”
JULIET
After dinner everyone goes to their
separate corners but I decide to go out onto the balcony and enjoy the fresh
air while looking over the city lights. I want to
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