Sara POV "Sara, please come down." He was shouting at me from the balcony."No, I will not come down." I took a seat on the terrace. I had no idea that the whisky's stinging flavor might make me feel less hurt. I didn't like the bitter taste at first, but as soon as the unpleasant thoughts left my head, I felt lighter. I felt like I was flying into the sky. I gulped down one bottle of whisky, and now I feel like no one is more powerful than me. I felt like I was drinking rocket fuel instead of whisky.What did he think of himself? I'll prove to him that I can have fun with another man. I swear that every day, I will post a new video of me having sex with the new man whenever I have the opportunity to leave this jail. I clenched my fist in anger and opened a new whisky bottle. Then only he will understand how it feels to see them having sex with another person.However, given that he didn't love you, how could witnessing you with another man be hurtful? My subconscious question bri
Aron POV Oh god, this woman is insane. Has she lost her mind? How could she ask me to pay for her housework, which I didn't even ask her to do? Why did she take Jerry's words so seriously? I'm at a loss for how to respond to her foolish behavior. I wanted to yell at her for her ridiculous price list, but when I noticed her pout, my anger dissipated, and I couldn't help but smile.She needs ten bucks to do laundry. She demanded $15 for cooking food. Seven bucks for house cleaning. In exchange for Jerry's courteous service, she asked for $2. This woman never left a single opportunity to make me wonder about her. I have never come across a pricing list as humorous as this one for housemaid services."So you won't pay me, Aron?" She sobbed again upon seeing me. Oh god, why is she so desperate to earn money by doing housework when I already asked her to join me in my office as an assistant? Did she not want to work with me? I looked at her face to get an idea about what was going on in h
Sara POV Oh god, why is my head bursting with pain? I felt a sharp headache as I attempted to open my eyes. What did I do the night before to make my head hurt so much? I remembered what had happened last night. Oh shit, what did I do last night? How could I act like this in front of him? Now, what will he think of me? I felt a heavy weight on my thighs, so I turned my gaze to look at its source. What did he do here? I gave Aron a startled glance. He was still sleeping soundly after fucking me all night. I recalled my nonsense, which I was babbling to him while he was fucking me. I hope he will forget about last night's nonsense. I closed my eyes tightly as I noticed him waking up. I wanted to turn away from him, but to do so, I had to open my eyes and confront him. "Sara, good morning." He gave me a forehead kiss. His sultry voice is enough to make butterflies in my tummy dance, and his forehead kiss made me feel even more shivers. I opened my eyes and pretended as if nothing h
Aron POV "Why are you crying, Sara?" I wanted to burst into laughter upon seeing her terrified expression. I never would have guessed that whisky would make her act like this. She babbled about the pricing list the entire night. Seeing her in the whisky affect my Junior got even harder, and I ended up fucking her for the whole night. I was eagerly looking forward to the morning. I was eager to witness her blush as she realized the foolishness of her actions from the previous night. I teased her even more when she tried to pretend that she didn't remember anything that happened last night. I wanted to see what she thought of me, so I lied to her and told her that she had declared her love for me. But knowing that she merely saw me as a friend and didn't feel anything special for me broke my heart. Why does she not love me the way I love her? I wish I could force her to love me, but unfortunately, love is not something I can obtain by force. "I assure you, Aron—I never lied to you
Sara POV "Why do you stand there like a statue, girl?" Jerry's irritating voice pierced my ear. "Yes, madam. Do you need anything?" I questioned her, bowing my head. "Please come into my room to massage my body." She gave me a fierce glance before going into the room. Even though I was having trouble standing, I managed my weight and stood up straight. Why was he so terrified of his sugar mommy? Why didn't he tell her that I was taking today off from housekeeping tasks when he had already permitted me to do so? He didn't even give me a goodbye kiss; instead, he hugged her and headed for his office. It's not his fault; it's my fault that I easily agreed to follow his orders. Why did he ask me to give Jerry a massage when he knew that I had a problem with her? Despite my desire to tell him no, I relented to his pressure and gave his sugar mommy a massage. Even though I know he has no affection for me, I still get the impression that he does whenever I stare into his eyes. However
Aron POV "Your clients are waiting for you, Mr. Finge." Selena requested that I see my customer first as soon as I arrived at my office. I ran inside the conference room to attend the meeting because it was now too late for me to meet them. Sara's thoughts are always on the back of my mind at meeting time. Although I am focused on my work, she is still in the corner of my mind. I am thinking only about Sara. I hope her feet don't hurt now. When I left the house without saying goodbye to her, I felt guilty because of the way her whiny eyes gazed at me. Jerry always tried to control my life, but since I love Sara, I had every right to kiss her forehead. Without kissing her forehead and saying goodbye, I felt incomplete. I paid close attention during the meeting, but I didn't feel content on the inside. I want to talk to Sara. Her chirping voice is something I miss. "Mr. Finge, your next meeting is about to start." Selena proposed a new meeting invitation just as I was wrapping up th
Sara POV "Sara, which institute did you learn massage therapy from?" She was enjoying my massage. It amazes me that a simple massage can transform her into an adorable aunt. She's speaking to me so tenderly right now. Hearing her lovely voice made me feel a little guilty about what I had done to her only a few minutes before in an attempt to teach her a valuable lesson. However, since I have already massaged oil all over her body, there is little I can do to assist her at this point. "Would you like some coffee, madam?" I tried to disregard her questions about my education because I didn't want to lie to her any longer about my massage therapy degree. "Sara, please don't put too much pressure on your injured feet. I'll make us some coffee.""What?" When I heard her, my jaw fell open. How did she become so kind to me? Is this all a result of my clit-rubbing? I questioned myself. "Allow me to assist you." I assisted her in getting out of bed, as she was struggling to do so due to
Aron POV "Why did you come back so early today, Aron?" They both gave me shocked looks. "Forget about me; tell me what you two were doing." I felt disgusted at seeing their closeness. How could they develop a romantic relationship in my house? If I arrived here late, they would kiss each other. "Sara made some coffee for me." With a furious expression in my eyes, I told her to go into the kitchen so that I could keep her away from Jerry. "She couldn't walk properly due to injuries to her feet, Aron. How could you be so cruel?" Jerry expressed worry for Sara. In a single day, how could their hatred for one another turn into love? "Jerry, please don't give her liberty; it is her job to do the house chores." I know I was doing wrong by sending her into the kitchen, but what else can I do? She didn't leave any option for me by befriending Jerry. "Why are you standing here? Don't you listen to me?" I gave her an enraged look. "Okay, sir." She lowered her head and gave me a grumpy