
Really being a person! He doesn't even provide a bathrobe here. She nagged incessantly and opened the door of the room and went down to the ground floor. “Excuse Mister.”
“My food is ready?” ask Dante who took his eyes off the laptop on Bella.
“I'll just get it ready, sir. But I want to be honest with you if I can't cook.”
“I just want to eat, it doesn't matter if you can cook or not.”
‘Basic! In that case, please just accept what I will make for you arrogant master! Just be careful if you protest later, said Bella in her heart. The girl turned her back to walk towards the kitchen because she did not get any more response from Dante who was more focused on her laptop.
‘No man has ever treated me like this before, so cute so much as a person.’ Bella grumbled softly as she opened the refrigerator. There were only eggs, sausages and frozen potatoes. Hmmm.I make cow's eye eggs only if I make omelet no ingredients.
I can also fry sausages and potatoes. It's late, it's not good to give him coffee or the juice, the better. Without a second thought, bella took out all the ingredients she needed and started cooking.
“Excuse Me Sir. The food is ready.” said Bella after thirty minutes in the kitchen.
“I hope you don't disappoint me!” said Dante to the dinner table. “You didn't eat?”
“Can I sit with you?”
Dante did not answer just directly take the food and started tasting.
“not bad.” he replied glancing at Bella. “You didn't eat? Aren't you hungry?” Dante repeated his question.
“I will eat then,Master.” he immediately took the plate and put it on the dining table and started eating.
“You remember what I told you? Every morning someone comes to clean this apartment, okay?”
“Iya, Sir. I still remember.” Bella nods her head even though not all of Dante's words are remembered.
“Is there anything else you want to ask?”
“I'm not dressed, will they see me without clothes every day?”
Dante looked at Bella with a faint smile, he did not answer and went back to chewing his food.
“Open your towel.” Dante's orders while continuing to eat his food.
“Hah? Towel?” Bella looked at her body and her hands released the wrapped towel and then sat back in front of Dante.
“Do you like this kind of appearance Mr?”
There was no response from the man, just a glance and then go back to eating food. Bella sighed.
‘Why the hell did he never answer my question? He can ask but I can't. You weird guy! Just this time I got a weird customer like this, ahhh he's not my customer. Maybe for him I was just a slave.
Just look at him, time won't let me get dressed? His mouth rattled but he was still trying to keep his attitude in front of Dante. Don't wanna interrupt the guy's dinner.
“You know why I met you tonight?”
“Satisfaction? Is that so?” bella is spontaneous.
“Satisfaction? Do you think you can satisfy me? Not necessarily I also want to be satisfied by you.” for the umpteenth time Dante said sarcastic words full of satire. The man no longer held his cutlery, his eyes fixed on Bella.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.” Dante laughed out loud. “Listen to me carefully yes. Do you think someone like me would be interested in a woman who's been fucked by a thousand men?”
Gluey!
Bella swallows her saliva. For the umpteenth time Dante's words pierced his heart. He cursed inwardly, ‘If not interested why touch me and tell me to be naked like this in front of him?
“What do you think? Is that true what I said?”
“Sorry yes Sir. Maybe I should clarify for you. Every month, all women experience PMS. When I was PMS I did not serve guests! And not all guests fuck me either because I have my own rules of the game that customers have to follow! So...”
“You mean, the number is not a thousand?”
“Ya it seems so.”
“A little or more, for me it's still a thousand people who have touched your body, you think I'm interested in touching a used woman?” dante asked with a smile that was hard for Bella to interpret.
The man sat down while leaning his body on the back of the chair, his eyes looking at the girl with a gaze that Bella could not understand. “Come!”
You dick! Said I was a used woman, not interested but why even tell me to come closer? Bella puts down her cutlery and steps closer to Dante.
“Sit!” Dante spoke while patting her lap hinting at Bella to sit there.
Aisss. You hypocritical man. The grunt in the heart.
Bella sits on Dante's lap. She felt like she won this time and was very sure if the man ended up being attracted to her. “Do you feel something is up?” ask Dante.
Bella shook her head. “So you think I'm interested in you?”
The girl realized that if there was really no movement below, the man's property did not wake up meaning he was not interested. Really so? Or maybe he has strong self-control? Or maybe he is a same-sex person? Or maybe he has a problem. Where are there normal men who are not interested in beautiful women who appear innocent? Bella tries to come to a conclusion to convince her mind.
He finally shook his head. “Why are you shaking your head?” dante asked for an explanation.
“Maybe it is true that you are not interested in me, Mr.”
“Oh so is that your decision?”
Although a bit hesitant, Bella again nodded her head.
“Then, do I have to return you to the club?”
“No...don't Mr.” replied Bella quickly followed by the head bobble. “I beg you not to return me there, sir! If you are not interested in me, please tell me what I did to make you feel satisfied?” Bella's gaze was straight on Dante. The man just smiled thinly.
“Do you still remember what would happen if I wasn't satisfied?” said Dante again as his hand lowered Bella's hand covering her twin.
“I understand Sir!” bella replied as Dante's finger toyed with both of her sensitive points.
“Keep your hands away from my body!” prince Dante when Bella was about to hold the suit she was wearing.
“Do you not want Mr?” bella asked, clenching her hands away from the man.
“When did I say I wanted you? You think I've been with a woman who's been sleeping with a thousand men? Cih!” the insults were again thrown by Dante even though his hands did not move from the same place, playing Bella so that it made the girl start to get washed away.