9| Fuck you!

"Will you wipe that look off your face, Habibtha? It doesn't look good on you. Take a seat and let's discuss what's bothering you."

Tequila watched him for a while. He looked prepared for anything he had to say like he was so sure there was nothing she could throw his way that would stir him off. Tequila hated that, the aura of confidence was something she wished she possessed right now. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it back, thinking of the right words to say. The Sheikh was as smart as he was arrogant. "Tequila? If you didn't hear me the first time I asked what was bothering you. Also, why don't you take a seat? It's better than standing."

She placed her hands on her hips, when he saw this movement, he rolled his eyes, but she ignores him. "What's bothering me, you say? Don't worry, I don't want to sit down, I'll rather stand than sit beside you."

He chuckled. "Fine, if you want to stand and stress your pretty
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