Chapter 16: Chapter 16

Cookie's standpoint

'Damn it, Cookie! Couldn't you knock!'

Strangely, my chest tightened at the blonde trying to get her dress from the floor while he arranged himself. That should have been me. I found my mischievous smirk crawling on as I wiggled my brows at him. I took clever steps back and sprinted to the elevator. 'Yolanda!' I shouted with an Australian accent.

'No! Catch her!' I heard him yell, but he was too late, I maneuvered to the stairs and slide down the banister. If I use the elevator, they could block me. I slid down calling her name between my laugh and as God would have it, she was right at the bottom of the spiral stairs.

'Vee? What are you wearing?' She asked, staring at my uniform.

'Uniform, long story short, your darling father is in there with a lady.' I said with excitement.

'Oh, I know,' she said with a sly smirk and took a long slurp from her juice box. 'We never met,' she winked at me, shoved her free hand into the pocket of her skirt and turned towards the kitchen. I was confuse, does it mean she didn't care or what?

'There you are!' Ted exclaimed from behind me. Before I could run, he already grabbed me, placed a hand over my mouth and dragged me to the elevator where Bruce was waiting. Wow, I'm being kidnapped again.

He walked into the elevator, his hand still clamped over my mouth, I didn't fight back. Bruce pressed the button, the door slid shut before he let me go. 'Don't bother, I didn't see her.' I huffed.

'Do you want to get me in trouble?!' He yelled furiously. 'Of all the bitchy snitches!'

'Throw your hands up

And celebrate

I didn't see her

So I didn't tell

Don't worry, Mr. Boss

You're safe for now…' I rapped, nodding my head like a lizard.

'Ora, ascolta qui, piccola puttana,' he said with a threatening tone, caging me to the elevator wall. He neared my face, too close for my liking, but his cologne is completely worth sniffing, besides the stench of death oozing from his mouth. Wow, he's so cute, can I touch him? 'Sei la strega più fastidiosa che abbia mai incontrato, una puttana soffocante e giuro su Dio, se continui a infastidirmi, ti tirerò una pallottola nel tuo stupido cranio!…' Zone out! I was busy admiring his lips down to his beard, just one pull, and we would be kissing like there is no one else there to watch us. 'Is that clear?' I nodded vigorously, in a way I'm sure my brain joggled. 'Good,' the elevator dinged open. He walked out angrily, leaving me behind with Bruce, who was leaning on the door with arms folded.

'I am ninety-nine percent sure you didn't hear a thing he said,' he said chucklingly.

'Make that a hundred, he talks too much.'

'She knows, doesn't she?' He asked, pushing himself off the door.

'Said we never met,' I said with a shrug as I led the way to his office.

'I've only met the witch twice since Annalise had her, but all the men says she's a bigger bitch than her father, is that true?'

'I don't like my best friend to be regarded in such a manner.'

'Well, sor-ry,' he drawled with hands up. I laughed and wiggled my butt, he chuckled too.

'I'm in love with your ass,'

'Keep loving it, ain't yours.'

'Blah, blah,' he said childishly.

'So you knew her mother?'

'The boss and I have known each other since we were teens, even though he acts mostly like we don't. We were somewhat friends. He became colder and distant after Annalise died. Carlos was the only one who still clung to their friendship.'

'Interesting,' I murmured and opened the office door and walked in without Bruce, the lady was gone.

'Sergeant Cookie, reporting for duty, sir!' I saluted like a soldier.

'That's the cleaning equipments, get to work.' He said coldly.

'Somebody's angry he didn't come,' I teased. I just realize I'll be the one to wash his underwear, when I'm not the one there… no, he's the enemy.

'Work,' he growled animalistically, in a way I cringed with slight fear.

'Note to self,' I said, writing it on my palm with invisible ink. 'A sexually starved Teddy, is an animalistic man, noted.'

'I am not animalistic!' He barked, I smirked at him knowingly. 'Not entirely,'

'This is my butt saying fuck you, jerk rat!' I said, wiggling my butt at him. He groaned.

'Don't push me.'

'Don't push me,' I mimicked mockingly. I hissed with an eye roll and walked to the equipment. The scrape of his chair made me flinch. With the corner of my eyes, I looked over my shoulder, seeing him making his way over to me.

Oh, shit.