Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl, or anything he owns. Heehee.
"And I suppose you love me too?" she sneered at him, not particularly anticipating the answer, but unable to contain her curiosity.
"What makes you ask that?" he returned, the familiar, heartless smile on his face.
"Why would you be with me if you didn't love me?"
A question asking for trouble and hurt, she knew, but the need to know was more than the knowledge.
"Oh, that. There's an easy answer to that, Sweet." Their smiles now matched, even though she knew the answer, as she had known all along.
"I may hate you, but I love your money."
A nice 100-word drabble. Possibly the first one I've done in a while. Ah, love/hate relationships...
