What does a mistress do?
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What did she say? Leave? Leave me?
The Damien Welsy Knight. No one dares to me defy. Never challenge the authority of mine. Never even have the courage to say in front of me in the least. And here she is. Telling that she will leave. Never in the thousand years. Not until I say.
He was about to burst in anger but his eye traveled to her cheeks that were heavenly wet by her tears.
She is genuine.
She is genuinely hurt.
And she is genuinely dumb, he sighed. Who cares about the dead stones of pieces? It was her, to which my soul is thirsty for. Her single drop is heaven to me. He raked his eyes to the petite body of hers. Still in a single shirt, with no panties. His hands were in a serious mission to keep themselves at bay. He licked his lips. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he said, “you will not go”.
She looked at him. Her eyes were still wet and looking at the counter ones for a logical answer.
How can I stay? He will go bankrupt if I stay and waste his money. She knew the kind of detail that humans do. They work, they buy food, they save currency. Small one saves in a metal box, big people save in a building called the bank. There are people that are in the business and if they fall; they will have no food, they will sleep on the path, and they start living without houses.
She further knew that the learning system here takes the currency or money, to give knowledge to the children’s, unlike Unix. That part was wrong in her context. If one cannot survive, what is the use of mankind? And knowledge is the savior for every soul in the universe.
She cannot think the unimaginable crime of having the man beside her, of having his kids illiterate. Just because this pure soul, helped him, she will not take any advantage of the poor soul and leave his kids for no food, no cozy beds and without homes. She eagerly denies that.
“No. I will go” she says silently.
What the f**k, is wrong with this lady. I am providing her with the best of the luxury and attention of mine but she is eager to leave. Why did she want to leave?
“No, you are not,” he says in his alpha voice.
In business, this brings the opposite party to toes. He hopes it works here.
“You don’t understand,” she says with a serious face.
Exactly! I don’t understand why in the world I am attracted to you. Leaving the entire world hot, sexy and seeking girls, I am crazy for you.
Crazy? More or less.
He smiled to himself. Crazy weds Dumb. A match in heaven.
He moved towards his posh and golden plated chair or one sofa, which is kept beside the glass window, “and what is that I don’t understand?” he says with a little amusement.
He knew to talk to her will not more than talking to a child but he listens as it is the most important stock detail he can ever have.
“Your children’s,” she said in a little loud voice. It seemed like she was in a court and asking for the judgment by the judge.
My children’s? He thought. Though he was not expecting a brilliant answer, he definitely did not expect this.
How in the world his future kids get involved.
“Excuse me,”
“Yes. If you, don’t let me leave. Your children will suffer,” she said like she was saying an important verdict that needs to be done.
Children will suffer! How will the children suffer if she leaves? And how will be there children, if she leaves?
Even, he wanted to talk eagerly on the subject of children’s, he wants to hear out what the lady have to say about that.
“I did not understand,” he said while watching her trembling self.
She noticed the man, how pure and foolish is he. She looked at him with a concerned look, “Listen, if I stay here and break your precious things. Then you will be a beggar. Then your children will have no food and no bed. And..”
“Okay, okay” he interrupted and rubbed his face.
So, she put her awesome brain here.
“Look, if you will go, I will be,” he said and paused.
I will be angry.
I will be divested.
And then I will be the beast and lock up you here, on my bed. f**k you all night and day long. Till then, you forgot how to walk with your legs. I’ll make you pregnant. Swallow your belly with my child. But now, things can better be held.
“I will be in pain” he completed.
She looked at him and then look down, “me too” she squeaked.
Really? She will be. His happiness was in his heights. He smiled broadly and lunged towards her to hug but she spoke, “but we need to handle the situation”
He stopped.
Yes, why not? The situation is of world war 3, he huffed.
Maybe he started from the wrong foot, he thought.
“I have the exact solution,” he said.
Donna looked up with glitter in her eyes, “what is that?”
“Work for me,” he said and engulfed her hands.
“Work?” she said with a questionable look, “what work I will do?”
“Be my mistress,” he said and smirked. His eyes were in pure lust. He tightens his hold on her hand and screeched her to himself. His breath was fanning on her. His face was a little apart. He was about to take his lips in, when she said, “What does a mistress do?”
He looked at her for a long while. No moving, not looking elsewhere. He can sense that she did not know it really. The urge to yell made strong. He controlled himself. He cannot back out now, she is his, end of the discussion, he repeated to himself.
Such a delicate piece with such a superintelligence, he won’t let go. Never. She is his future wife and he will woo her.
“Sorry. Not a mistress but a maid” he said voice lacing with determination.
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