All Chapters of BABYSITTING the JERK: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I tried to remove the clothes that stuck to my body, and I was not strong anymore. It was excruciating.I sat on the bed, with Edmund watching me with scorn."You don't want to touch me, Sir?" I begged him, but Edmund only smiled crookedly. If my body weren't hot like this, I wouldn't have asked him.I got up, took off the blazer that stuck to my body, approached Edmund, licked my lips. I was going to tease him. I inhaled his scent deeply, stroking Edmund's chest, who only looked down at me like a worm scalded with hot oil."Sir ..." It was a voice begging and also full of seduction. Edmund was not affected at all. I covered my eyes, biting my lip to be touched. I wanted Edmund's fingers to touch my whole body. I waited so long, but Edmund didn't touch me when I opened my eyes, damn it! Even I had lowered my pride to a degree, but it was not affected at all.Edmund tugged at me. I just gaped. He pus

"Be careful, Sir. Don't miss me." I wiped my empty tears to make them look reassuring, as if I would lose Edmund when he was gone. This is what I'm looking forward to.Edmund had only a flat expression. You son of a bitch!Edmund has a business trip to Dubai as he talked to his father. Although I don't understand what the job is, my level is only Edmund's slave. How pathetic, isn't it?Edmund will use his family's private jet. My brain is calculating how much money they spent, but not up! My brain can only count up to $1000. Otherwise, it's empty.Edmund is very tidy, today he took the driver and drove him to the airport, Edmund left in about three or five days. And those days I can use for parties and can be spoiled like a dirty Emerald. I'm going to go back to my flat and get into bad habits, wake up late, just eat a sandwich, trash all around and spend time watching without annoying intrusions from the big, bastard boss!I'm also going to ask Da

We arrived in Dubai at noon. The sun was so hot, I was so sleepy not sleeping at all, and I still grudge to that damn bastard! Even all the documents for going abroad are already available, and I just found out that this is the journey of the rich man. We headed straight for Edmund's hotel to stay, I thought Edmund was staying at the Burj Khalifa, but it doesn't seem like there.I still hold such a big grudge against that damn Edmund, even though my body feels crushed and sleepy. I want to fall asleep even on the side of the road. If there were a bridge ahead of me, I'd jump over and let myself drift away instead of with that damn Edmund.We arrived at the Edmund's Inn, the hotel was so big and grand. Being here made me feel even smaller and less despicable like an ant.It was time for recess, Edmund was having lunch, so I headed straight for the restaurant, saw the bastard eating. Shit!Maybe

I saw the clouds that looked beautiful, with a white color even though they could turn into monsters, and suddenly sucked myself into the black hole, and I died, carried away by the current.I just looked outside with a broken feeling, a dead feeling. I avoided that damn Edmund, even in his fancy jet. I leaned my head against the plane window and contemplated my bad luck.Edmund, that damn bastard got me in hell.I smile when the flight attendant gives me food, her smile is warm and calm. I miss Mommy, and sometimes I want to go back to being a child."Perhaps you wish to join Mr. Edmund?" I shook my head and just looked back outside. The bastard was hanging out with some of his business colleagues who were going on a trip to America. Even though on the plane, I can hear the sound of them laughing together, On the plane, but feels like being in a luxury hotel. In a private jet, the service here must be ensured VIP.I peeked at what food was served. The

Living with Edmund made me feel like he was home. I shook my head, with that ridiculous thought, and propped my chin up. Today is more relaxed, I only wear a white T-shirt, and ponytail my original hair, with a big headband, today is cleaning day. Actually, Edmund could have hired someone to come clean, of course he wouldn't have done that, if, he thought of me as a slave to be used as he pleased. I took a deep breath, with my bad luck. Peeking at Edmund who was also changing into his gym clothes, he was about to do a game in a special room. I narrowed my eyes, looking for something to irritate him. I giggled, as the ridiculous thought of dropping a banana peel on the treadmill and Edmund slipped. Good! Pardon my brain for watching too much Tom and Jerry. "What are you doing?" My eyes bulged. Actually it's a reflex, as a form of self-defense. Because whenever Edmund was around me I always felt threatened. He is very dangerous! "What ar