“This is really a bad thing to do.” I swallowed the lump in my throat, rubbing my face as I breathed heavily.
“Let's go home. My mother needs you for something else.” He shrugged, and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“My work is done.” I seethed as I put on the cloth brought for me.
He scoffed. “It's not something meant for you to decide!”
“We made a deal that once I am done pulling this stunt and it works out, I will have my freedom. What other work does…”
“When we get home, you ask her that and stop ranting in my ears!” He barked, walking out while I trailed from behind.
He turned to me with a mean face. “You have to hold my f*****g hands, b***h! We should act like couples in public after what just happened in that room!”
“I am not touching you, filthy human! I hate you. I hate your mot
