Chapter 1
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"Sir, please," said the station master.
"This is the last time I am telling you; there's no way in hell that I will allow a random stranger in my coach," said Perseus Jackson haughtily
"I know sir, but sir it is an emergency," the former person pleaded.
"What emergency?" asked Percy with curiosity.
Sweat ran the other man's face.
"Will you just tell me what the matter is actually?" Percy demanded.
"Sir the girl-"he began.
"Oh! Now it is a girl. What if she turns out to be a slut, only trying to seduce me?" Percy's temper was on the rise.
"No sir, I can assure you that."
"Oh! You can, can you?"
"Calm down, sir. The thing is that this train is full to the brim and the lady..."
"The lady what?" inquired Percy.
"She has a lot of power. Her one say can not only stop this one but ten other trains."
"Oh!"
"Now you understand, sir. This is why I am asking you to please..."
"Why me? There are at the least five other coaches."
"About that sir, the coaches are actually full. The seats are filled with people. Yours is the only coach which is empty."
"And what about the money? I paid a huge amount."
The man hesitated but consented, "That would be refunded to a certain extent.
"You do know that even I have the power to stop your train."
He looked down. Percy Jackson was a man whose force was to be reckoned. Not only he was the head of his own company at 22, the Riptide Inc., which was a successful world recognised incorporation, his father too was a billionaire.
"Sir I know, but I would lose my job. I have a wife sir and two kids and I am the only one who earns. Please sir, I am requesting you."
Percy studied the man's face, "Okay, just stop your sob story right here and fine just send her in."
The mousy mans ace lit up like Christmas.
"One minute, who is she?"
"Annabeth Chase, sire."
Holy shit.
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When she came in, Percy's whole world shook like a high magnitude earthquake with cyclones and tornado mix.
Top to bottom the women was the epitome of a sexy bitch. She has a perfect tan with a perfect body. With tall lean legs she dragged in her suitcase. Her shorts were extremely short. Her shirt was loose, her hair opened and curled like a princess. She looked like a goddess.
"Hullo Perseus Jackson," she said, with her angelicvoice, "We meet again."
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