"You know I wouldn't do this for anyone else than you, right?" Harold pouted at Denny. He squinted his eyes as if he were waiting for the man in front of him to admit the fact and honesty of his said words."Let's just say... Now, I realize why I had to do my best to save you from a deadly snake's bite way back years ago," Denny answered with a victorious smile."What!?" Harold was rendered speechless at Denny's remarkably candid reply. He huffed in the whammy feeling that he cannot say he regrets being saved nor is happy being bullied by his "savior"!"Get lost!" Harold roared in great annoyance. "And take her with you," he added."How about the papers?" Denny asked with his smiles from ear to ear."Just send them to me. I really hate looking at your smug face right now," Harold covered his face with both palms with just his lips free so he could speak clearly."I will ask my driver to get her things tomorrow, so ask Sandra or Marie to pack her things," Denny did not move from his se
Trisha remained silent. Besides, she wasn't asked for anything that would require her verbal answer, so she kept her eyes on his face, not in an intimidating way but in curious cat-like expressions. But not for long because Denny raised a question that demanded her answer."Did you say you would like to work for me?" Denny asked.Trisha was not sure how to answer his question, so she blinked her eyes at him. Was he talking about serving, or did the word work mean as he mentioned earlier? She was hoping it was the latter, but she could not let high hopes devour her."Would you like to quit her and serve me alone?" Denny asked again."I... I'm..." Trisha stuttered. "I am..." she paused. She swallowed the remaining food in her mouth and asked. "How...?""Quit here and come with me. You will have to stay at my house so I will not worry about your safety all the time," Denny answered, feeding her another bite of food."I am sure you have heard about why I am working here," Trisha looked do
Denny's phone screen flashed a notification that an email had arrived. He swiftly opened it, and after making sure it was an electronic mail from Harold Brown, he handed his phone to his service girl. "Thank you, sir," Trisha meekly uttered as she received the phone with both hands courteously. She checked every detail. Her head nodded slightly as she read, showing that she concurred with the contents she was carefully skimming at. "I hope it's okay to ask for a hard copy of this later...?" Trisha timidly mentioned as she handed Mister Vero back his phone."Of course, I will prepare everything in black and white, hard copy, bind them, and let you have them for record-keeping. Would that make you feel comfortable?" Denny asked with satisfaction. He noticed aside from making sure she had everything legally settled, she did not ask for anything else. All she was worried about was if her debts on Sweet Haven's management were cleared. She just made sure she wasn't walking blindly witho
"Don't forget us, okay? If you need anything or if you ever get bored and need a chat, you know where to find us," Rebecca clipped Trisha's hair behind her ears as she teary-eyedly smiled at the young girl."We don't know Mister Vero well, but I have heard he saved Boss Brown's life before. I believe he is a good man," the Head Receptionist added. "Serve him well, and everything will be just fine, or they might even be perfect," Gilda patted Trisha gently by her butt. Soon, Marie arrived and saw the three saying their goodbyes. She walked faster to join them and assured Trisha about the orders Mister Vero had left for her to do about Trisha's belongings."Hey, Trish, I hate to see you go, but I am happy for you. You will be safer with Mister Vero. I can assure you that compared with being near Daisy or Glenna, not to mention those clients who crave to have you serving them," Marie pulled Trisha into a warm hug. "Daisy...?" Trisha was confused."Yeah, but never mind her. She can die
Denny called for Carl to get the car ready, but he did not know he was coming out of Sweer Haven with a company. A beautiful girl in a red dress topped with Mister Vero's suit jacket. He was waiting by the side of the car's backseat door and opened it as soon as he saw his employer walk out of the building to his vehicle. The driver waited for his passengers to get seated before he closed the door and swiftly walked around to the driver's seat. He was already sitting behind the wheels, but Carl noticed Mister Vero had not given him orders on where to go. He waited a little more, but when he did not hear anything, he started to drive away at a very slow speed. Denny noticed his driver's driving speed, so he looked up. Their eyes meet in the mirror, and Denny realizes that Carl is clueless about where to go. "We're going home," he simply stated. "Yes, Mister Vero," Carl courteously replied. The driver got what he needed to know, so he focused on doing his job. He had seen his employe
The ride did not take very long. It was almost before midnight, so the traffic was smooth. Trisha noticed they had to get out of the car in front of a house similar to its neighbors. She got out of the vehicle after Mister Vero, and she walked with Denny holding her right hand as if she might feel scared of her new surroundings. They got inside his home—a two-story house with a hundred and twenty square meters in size. The ground floor has a living room, study room, fitness room, kitchen, and a small spare room at the back. The second floor has two bedrooms and a small theater next to a balcony.Carl had a quarter, but his way into his room was not from the main door. He will have to walk on a path by the side of the house to his room. It was initially built for maids, but as Mister Vero would only call for house cleaners once a week, this room became for the stay-in driver.Denny led Trisha upstairs as soon as they got in."I will let you tour around the house tomorrow. I want to sho
"Honey...?" Trisha called out softly."Hmmm...?" Denny hummed in response as he spooned her in his warm embrace."What setting is this?" Trisha asked. Giggling.The girl was actually confused. Mister Vero said he needed her to warm his bed starting this night but after sharing a good hearty laugh, he snuggled her under the covers and was like drifting to sleep already."This is the best setting for tonight," Denny replied lazily. He was feeling cozy with the nature's cool night air that he was enjoying to sleep with a warm and youthful body wrapped around his arms and one of his legs in between hers beneath the soft duvets. He felt like this was the best lullaby he has had in his whole adult life. The peace of mind, the warmth and the contentment of having her as a companion in his very own bed was dragging him to an irresistible serene slumber."Huh?..." Trisha hummed softly. She slightly shook in his hold as she curled her neck away from his face. She was tickled by the soft air of
Denny walked his way to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for work. Trisha was trying her best not to let their fluids slip out of her as she got out of bed and trailed the same direction to the man of the house. She had to clip her thighs with the hem of the shirt she was wearing to avoid any droplets of cum on the floor as she walked her way after Denny. The bathroom door was wide open, and she saw the man under the running water inside the shower cubicle. Still, the service girl knocked on the door and waited for Denny's confirmation that she was allowed to get in before stepping inside the washroom. Denny turned his head to check what sound he had just heard as the sound of water made it unclear to him. And he widened his eyes to Trisha as if asking her of what is it she wanted or needed."Can I come in? I need to pee..." Trisha asked with an abashed face. "Of course!" Denny exclaimed. "You don't have to ask such things. Feel at home, okay?" he added as he continued his show