My Unique Goddess: AZALEA

Azalea just ignored the man who send her the wine. When the food arrived she just simply attacked them. She is totally famished. She eats faster than Lindy and Ken is so amused watching her eat with full of gusto.

Another bowl of salad came in for her and the waiter told them it came from the man again in another table. Azalea turn around to take a good look on the man who's sending her food and wine.

The man is good looking for sure he has blonde hair almost clean cut, almond piercing eyes, a gorgeous smile and he looks tall.

The man smiled and raise his glass, she just nod at him acknowledging his good gesture.

"Do you know that guy?" Lindy is curiously dying, she have an intriguing grin on her lips.

"I'm not sure." she answered casually.

"Hey, how about you guys, do you know him?" she can't stop her curiosity.

On the other table, Jack stole simple glances on Azalea's table without Sue's knowledge. He is simply monitoring the man who's sending food on his so called wife and he recognized him.

He is Riff DePinault. He is also known as the notorious ladies man.But like they say it's not his fault that all ladies are throwing themselves at him and he is just gracing them with his blessed kindness. He is also a multi billionaire.

'Is he trying to get Azalea's attention too?'. A question hit his head.

Riff DePinault is watching Azalea as soon as she walks in the restaurant. He can't believe he will see her again in time when he is not looking for her anymore.

He first saw her in the private car racing event held by the rich investors like him and she is also dressed like what she is now but he just ignored her back then at first. He participated in the car race just to show off. It is a fifty million dollar event but he doesn't care about the money everything to him is just a game. But before the race is about to start he saw her took off her cardigan and glasses. She released her long silky black with silver dyed hair in front of her face cascading down her jaw line and gave her an air of innocently seductive look and also to his surprised this little woman fed them with dust in the race. He was so impressed by her driving skills that he tried to look for her but failed.

Riff wants to push the time, he wants to finish this dinner meeting quickly. If only he had known he will meet her here he should have reserved a table of his own.

The minutes is getting to long for him he just asked them to drop their proposals to his assistant and he will study them as soon as he can. The businessmen are very pleased with his decision but his assistant was shocked. But he needs to do what his master's told him

After bidding goodbye to the other businessmen he rose quickly from his seat and walk straight to Azalea's table.

"Good evening my cute Japanese doll." Riff use his sensual and sexy voice to allure her.

Azalea who suppose to shove a spoonful of vegetables in her mouth was stunned. She left her mouth wide open when he spoke to her.

'A cute Japanese doll, is he kidding me?'. In her mind she ridicule the endearment he used for her.

"Do we know each other?". She put down the spoon of salad in her plate and took the wine to drink, she needs to clear her throat.

"Yeah, we've met in the race several months ago." and he smiled sweetly to her without taking his eyes off her.

She almost spit out the wine in her mouth when she heard about the word RACE. She cough roughly and when she looked at Lindy and Carlton both of their eyebrows are knitted in one line.

" What race?" her smile is hinting helplessness and she tried to kick Riffs feet.

Riff feels her feet kicking his. He feels like she's giving him a sign.

'Is she hiding her skills to this people?'. He was in deep thought, and later he gets what she wants to say, he think fast.

"The charity race where you donate a good sum of cash for children."half true though, ten percent of the prize should go to their charity funds but she gave ten percent more. She's quite generous specially to the children in the orphanage.

Carlton and Lindy are still in doubt but they decided to let it go for now.

"Are you Riff DePinault?". Ken recognized him.

"In flesh." he stretched his arm to shake his hand. "Ken Mullen, the ultimate racing champion and now a business tycoon, I have a great respect for people who made themselves by their own hands." And a genuine smile flash from his handsome face.

Ken took the handshake and also the pride from his praised. He did work hard on his own and didn't lean on his family's wealth. They are one of the old money and he was born wealthy but he wants to create his self.

"And you are Carlton Son, son of Charles Son, am I right?" Riff is now taking his seat without an invite or asking anyone's permission.

'Nice move.' Azlea who is watching all Riffs move was amazed. 'This guy knows a lot of trick.' A red beam of light is flashing in her brain, he means danger.

"Yes I am." Carlton answered calmly.

"And of course a beautiful goddess of the runway, Ms.Lindy Laurent." and he kiss the back of her hand.

Her cheeks blushed in red.

Jack on the other hand is still watching Azalea's table. He is just letting Sue do the talking and the whining of the things he don't even understand.

'Swift move.' he thought when he sees Riff took the initiative to invite himself in his wife's table. 'He's a sweet talker indeed.' Now he is getting curious of what kind of conversation they were having.

"So you still remember her after several months, did she leave a really good impression to you?" Ken is having a gut feeling and he wants to test it.

"A very remarkable one." Riff looks like in a daze while staring at her. What is he seeing is not the woman she is today but the woman he saw back then.

His mind is playing the memories of that day on the racing track.

A black unbranded car appeared in the race track and a young man came down and talk to the organizers. This is a betting race that reach up to fifty million dollars and a lot of sports car joined the race and the bet.

When the race starts the unbranded car named Black Prince didn't move, it was left alone in the starting line and everyone laugh at it saying the race just started but the unbranded car is already broken.

After almost a minute the car flew on the racing field leaving all the car behind one by one.

The car called Black Prince won and the driver came down and to their surprised it was not the young man who talked to the organisers earlier that was behind the wheel but a very innocently beautiful little woman.

She's not even wearing a racer's driver suit but a fitted rip jeans that hugging her full round hips and a white soft fitted tops showing her remarkable massive melons and tiny waist, her body is like an hour glass.

Her soft silver white hair in front cascading down to her face makes her face looks like an angel and the long black hair with soft curls on the back that slightly hide her gorgeous body makes her alluring.

When she tilted her head while talking to the young man who accompanied her and almost without blinking she looked like a cute Japanese doll to his eyes.

'A face of an angel and a body of a goddess, a perfect combination.' he told himself while admiring her from afar.

He quickly told his assistant to do a research about her but to his dismay they found nothing, she's like a ghost, no one knew her.