"Ilia!" - I hissed at my brother wanting nothing more than to smack him across the face.
I owed nothing to Ben, but I didn't feel like kicking someone who's already lying, especially with false words.
"Oh, I see." - muttered Benson, also standing up from his chair. - "Thank you both for coming." - he said politely yet awfully officially. - "I won't keep you, then." - he said and with the one last look my way, he turned and started walking towards the door, behind which his guard was waiting.
"Benson, it's not like that." - I called after him, but he didn't stop, and soon disappeared behind the corner.
I turned to my brother and glared at him.
"Why are you sometimes such a little s**t?!"
He doubled over laughing, enjoining this way too much. I shook my head, because Ilia is a ho
