YOUNG LADY BED LOADER
I'M NOT A CHEAP WOMAN!

Flamini looked at the watch in his hand. It's been showing at seven o'clock in the evening.

"It turns out it's past dusk. By working like this I can forget about it. Huh.."

Flamini stretched out his hands and moved his neck for relaxation after long bowing to read the files he was doing from this afternoon. Flamini asked from her secretary Audri. While Sean he ordered to check two clubs owned by him in London.

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"Lake in!"

Audri opened the door. "Sorry sir, I have to take the file you signed".

"Yes you can take him. Some more tomorrow, I still have to check" replied Flamini. After this you can go home".

"Good sir. Then excuse me sir".

"Hem.."

After Audri closed the door, Flamini leaned her back against the back of the chair. He looked back at his watch, which was showing at eight o'clock. "Now, Ana must be home. I'm going upstairs to see their work" Flamini murmured as she moved from her seat.

Already a week he did not meet Anabelle, Flamini did it deliberately because he wanted to work professionally alone but he really could not apply it. The feeling he had on the girl was increasingly torturing him.

Flamini realized his feelings for Anabelle after three weeks of working with the girl. Flamini asks Sean who regularly communicates and sees the work of Anabelle and the team.

Sean tells Anabelle and his team to work until six in the afternoon. So after six o'clock Flamini often went up to see the work of Ana and the team's interior design.

Ting..

Flamini exited the elevator. Her netra looked at the corner of the room. There have been many changes on that floor. The living room is finished with wallpaper. Decorative lights already live with dim light. While some furniture according to the wishes of Flamini has been neatly arranged.

Flamini set foot outside where the pool was still in the works. His fitness center is still in the works.

"Not bad. I am satisfied with their work. Fast and neat".

Flamini headed to his room. He saw her last night, already gone. The choice of paint and furniture, Flamini asked Anabelle who chose it. He asked Anabelle to do it.

Flamini opened the door to the room. But it's dark. "Why did the light die?" he said in his heart.

Flamini felt his suit pocket, about to pick up his cell phone. "Ah shitt left my phone in my room".

Flamini looks for the switch but still the light goes out even though it is pressed. Until someone opens the bathroom door and hits it. Spontaneous Flamini hugged the body.

"Akh–"

I heard a woman's scream. And Flamini knew whose voice it was, he also knew from the scent of perfume that his sense of smell was.

"Anabelle!"

"Mr Cazandro?"

Anabelle's body was trembling. He felt Flamini's hands hugging his waist. Spontaneous Ana linked her hands to the front of her chest as a barrier to her body so as not to be so close to Flamini's body.

Coinciding with the lamp on the nightstand lives by itself. The dim light instead of making Flamini let go of his embrace he further pressed Anabelle's body to get close to him.

Flamini's actions made Anabelle nervous. He tried to stay away but could not. Flamini hugged her very tightly.

"Mr...

Anabelle blinked her eyes, staring at the gray bead of Flamini who was standing at no distance from her.

"Ah Shitt's. I can't hold it back Ana anymore. I'm sorry!"

Flamini advanced her face, fusing her lips against Ana's open lips. Of course Flamini's actions made the girl shocked. He tried to push Flamini's chest. And a hissing sound came from Anabelle's mouth. But Flamini was already overpowered with feelings so profound. He kissed Anabelle with a full of cravings.

Although Anabelle did not reply to him at all, it did not diminish the deep feeling that surrounded the man's body. With the feeling of a popping Flamini I* pulverized Anabelle's lips that felt quivering and cold.

Instantly Anabelle felt her body tremble. Cold sweat instantly soaked his forehead. The girl felt the heat all over her body as well as feeling sad. His feelings are mixed.

Long enough Flamini kissed Anabelle's lips that did not reply even once, for a moment he stopped his kiss and stared fixedly at Ana's face.

Anabelle stared at Flamini's grey bead. Both of Anabelle's eyes were misty. The clear bead was flushed. Flamini saw the translucent droplets dripping down on his deathly pale face.

"I'm not a cheap woman, Mr. Cazandro! I'm not like your women!"

Anabelle pushed firmly on Flamini's chest and ran away leaving the silent man standing where he stood.

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To be continue