The Promise

“Yeah, brat. I promise you to look like you’re scared of me. You don’t seem to know how I behave, Riss. Come here, sit next to me, let’s play a game,” said Billy again with a more convincing face.

Billy was not a man who took advantage of the situation for pleasure. He believes that if he loves a woman then he must take care of her, including maintaining her chastity.

Clarissa finally complied, she sat down beside Billy with her feet dangling under the bed. But Clarissa still didn’t dare to speak, she was so nervous at that time. I couldn’t even look Billy in the eye. Clarissa kept looking the other way with her feet scribbled on the ground.

“Clarissa, why is your face so tense, like I’ll just do it to you. We’re not on our first night,” Billy joked with a chuckle.

“No, I’m not nervous. Now I’m used to it,” Clarissa evaded.

“Your face looks so tense you’re blushing like that,” Billy added excitedly to tease Clarissa.

“Is my face red?” Clarissa asked as she looked up at Billy, Clarissa