Husband With Benefits

"Bianca."

Bianca looked up from her phone to see Autumn standing there in front of her. She sighed, exasperation evident in her tone. "What is it? Are you here to beg for Pierce? I’ve already told you—"

"Pierce is history as far as I’m concerned," Autumn snapped, cutting her off. She moved to sit opposite Biance, her eyes never leaving her face. "I’m here to find out why you want to harm me. What do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?"

"Doing this? What have I done? I only took Pierce from you and I don’t like you. As for what I want from you. I wish I could take everything away from you. You were always the smart one in school and outside, the teacher’s pet. You always had to outshine everyone. Your perfect grades, your perfect attitude—everything about you was infuriating. I want to see you suffer forever. I’ve had enough of you. My biggest achievement is taking Pierce away from you."

Autumn frowned. She needed to make Bianca blurt out why she had planned the attack this morning. Why was she talking about the past. And just how good an actress had Bianca become that she’d not even shown a flicker of fear when she came to stand before her? Something was definitely up. She needed a confession from Bianca and a lead. "You wanted to hurt me over such trivial things?"

Autumn frowned and decided she woulld need to use the big guns. She made a show of reaching into her bag and pulled out the small phone, tossing it onto the table. And yet, Bianca was not scared or even perturbed by it. Did the perpetrator not tell her that he’d lost his phone? But she had to have known she was okay and not hurt.

Before Bianca could say anything, the waitress arrived with a cup of coffee, placing it in the middle. Bianca’s eyes flickered to the cup, and a subtle smirk appeared on her lips as she moved her hands towards the phone," What is this? Why are you showing me a phone?"

However, before she could pick the phone, her hand changed directions and in a swift motion, she overturned the cup, sending hot coffee spilling across the table and almost on Autumn’s hand.

Autumn gasped and jumped back, narrowly avoiding the scalding liquid, even as a few drops scalded her. Her eyes blazed with anger. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Bianca leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Consider it a warning, Autumn. Stay out of my way. If you think you can come and play these games with me then you are wrong. I don’t know whose phone this is and I don’t want to know."