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Okay, so, here it is! The 16th Chapter, also the chapter that made me stop writing for several months. I had ideas about their conversation but I didn't know how to turn those into a casual discussion. So anyway, I hope you will enjoy this chapter as well!


Holt had been flirting with her since the beginning of their encounter. He wanted to know just how much she was implied in her relationship, and he expected her to flinch every time he would call her 'baby' but she never flickered. Not once had she even asked him to stop, and he'd found it interesting. Most times, when he would call a girl with pet names, she would tell him "Stop this, I have a boyfriend" or she would at least show signs of annoyance. Nefera didn't.

She wasn't all over him, fluttering her eyelashes or something. No, she just seemed to ignore him, to ignore all of his attempts to please her. Holt wasn't used to girls resisting him, most of the time, the girls he wanted, whether they had a boyfriend or not, he had them. But if anything, her resisting him only made Holt wanting the princess even more.

He had found her beautiful last weekend, with the dim lights and when she was upset against his human-self, well, this Saturday afternoon, in broad daylight, she was even prettier. He noticed that she had a cute tan that showed off some light freckles on her shoulders. She was wearing a strapless top, and she kept pulling it up so it wouldn't fall off.

What a pity it would be.

They were sitting at a table, drinking milkshakes and as they were chatting about anything that would cross their minds, he was analyzing her. He barely listened to her enchanting voice as his eyes ran over her body. She had her legs crossed, but she wasn't shaking them so it meant that she was interested in their conversation, and she was a little bent over the table, not against the back of her chair so it was a good sign.

"May I ask you something?"

"Sure," she replied.

"Why did you accept meeting me? I mean, isn't Jakey going to be jealous, or something?"

"I wanted to get to know you more. If the guy I'm dating has multiple sides it is only fair for me to know them perfectly, isn't it?"

"Well, then, what do you want to know?" Holt said as he started to touch one of her foot with his.

He saw her put her hand in front of her mouth to hide a grin when she understood what he was doing.

"I wanted to ask you why does my sister thinks that you're a manwhore, but I think I just got my answer."

"Your sister said that?" he asked before she nodded. "So, you've done some research about me."

He couldn't stop smiling, all the while still playing with her foot.

"Of course I did."

"So did I."

"Really? Boy, it probably wasn't bright.", she said, uncomfortable as she put some distance between them and took her foot off of his grip."Who did you ask to?"

"Fellow teammates. Your ex, more specifically."

"And so, what did you get from it?"

"Not much. He mostly talked about how good you were in bed. Nothing I didn't know already."

"Excuse me?" he heard her say as she now showed signs of annoyment.

"Calm down, sweet face. It's only because of body aches. And the hickeys. And, well, those scratches on my back. You must be a true lioness." And I can't wait to hear your roars.

She stared at him, straight in his eyes and he shifted, for it made him uncomfortable, which rarely happened. It seemed as if by looking in his eyes she was also trying to read his soul, and Holt felt like she succeeded. He hated the feeling but it wasn't something he could control, he felt like an open book in front of her, an open book showing off its deepest secrets to an attentive and curious princess.

He faked a cough to hide the fact that he was uneasy. "So, what about me?", he asked with false confidence.

"You want everyone to think that you're just some dumb jock, some guy who runs after the ball just like he runs after girls. In fact, I shall say that it arranges you, that Jackson is way more scholar than you are because it helps you put an emphasis on your lack of intelligence, or at least, that is what you want people to believe. I don't think you're stupid. You seem to be quite the opposite actually. And I know that because so far, you and I seem to have a lot in common. When I want something, I get it, and it doesn't matter if someone gets hurt in the process, the only thing that counts is that I won. I have my way with words, just like I can tell you have, and of course, I don't consider myself trustworthy.", she took a sip from her milkshake and added, "Just like you."

And Holt was speechless. He couldn't overcome the fact that they were exactly the same, and it made him want her even more. At all costs. Just like she would.

Nefera couldn't help this feeling she had deep down in her heart when she had seen Jackson again, a couple of hours ago. She felt as if she was betraying him, somehow, and she decided not to mention to Jake that she had met Holt during his day out. She had understood that her boyfriend didn't really like Holt and he had been quite clear about how he didn't want her near Holt whatsoever.

"What, you don't trust me?", she had complained.

"I don't trust him.", he had answered, and by the look of Jake's eyes, she could tell that his doubts seemed well-founded.

But the princess wasn't one to be told whether or not she should like this or that person. Nefera hated stereotypes and liked to make her own mind up about people. Another thing that went against Jake's warnings; She would always do what you would forbid her to. Because no-one could forbid a princess anything.

And after a bit more than three hours spent in Hyde's company, she couldn't resign herself to hate him. They both were alike in many things. She was drawn to him for many reasons, she could see what was similar between Jake and Holt, but she also recognized herself in him.

She wasn't interested in him the same he was in her, but she was curious to know him better. Nefera wished for them to become good friends, or even better, allies.

When she had met Jackson, the princess had stopped scheming against her little sister, as the dark-haired boy was all she could think about and focus on. But now, here she was, satiated and in a rather healthy and committed relationship, she started to miss the time when she had her mind all to herself and her devilish plans. Plus, since she had started to date Jackson, the number of possible targets had crazily increased. Starting with the green puppet.

"So, I've heard you're friends with the Stein girl…", she had told Holt during their 'date', as she hoped to learn a bit more about her brand new enemy.

"Oh, my little voltage-girl. Yeah, I like her, she's cool. Why d'you ask?" she had winced at his answer, disappointed that the little bitch had Holt wrapped around her finger too.

"Oh, nothing, I'd just like to know a little more about Jake's friends, that's all. He's not very talkative about his friends, girl friends, I mean…"

Thinking back to it, Holt would probably ally against her if she ever dared to hurt that Stein whore. Alone in her room, Nefera let out a disapproving snort. The bitch had her back well-covered. She made herself a mental note about asking Holt about that Operette girl, he maybe would turn a bit more useful for this one…

She hadn't wanted to sound jealous with Jake earlier, but she had little to zero trust in him being in group work with a girl, even more after what she had witnessed the last time he had been teamed up with one.


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