“Are you fine now after getting beaten up by her?” I asked in irritation to Esmei who was sitting with a smirk still plastered over his handsome features. “Surely not.” His smirk grew wider when Irene came.
“I apologize, Sir.” She said, looking down. I looked at her flabbergast. It wasn’t her fault nor I ordered her to do so. “It’s fine.” He smiled and she left for the room.
After she left he laughed to himself and leaned back, “God… she is such a desirable woman.” He breathed out, turning on the LED. “Hey,” I called him.
“What?” He asked, oblivious. “You can’t see the beauty before you but, the jeweler knows the gems’ worth more.” He smirked, straightening his back. “I can’t believe you are still saying it after Irene almost broke your arm.” I sighed, shaking my head in disapproval.
