
Max only smiled as he watched the girl's hand touch him. Hohoh, early in the morning has been teasing me. Didn't he know from last night I was holding him. Slowly Max's hand was already coiled around his waist.
Maureen glanced at it and was about to let it go, “Dare you touch. I cut off your hand!” threaten Max when he's about to touch her.
“Haiss, you're so mean!” Maureen slammed her head against Max's chest.
“You're still mad at me?” he said while rubbing the girl's hair.
“Uhm, I'm upset. You won't let me out. The guards made me uncomfortable. You're curbing my freedom. It's not in agreement!” tusky. Talking while putting his head in Max's arms.
“Who said nothing in agreement. Didn't you before the deal, I told you, you don't deserve to have your life. I'm the owner!” max reminds him of the covenant that made the chest
the girl is in pain.
“Yes, yes, but at least let me work. I just want to work. I want to feel the money from my own sweat!” grunts.
Everywhere the women who approached me always wanted money. Why he doesn't even like my money.
“Work? What job, huh? Whether to be a mini-market cashier or a dishwasher at a hotel, ah, or you're a waitress and a cleaner at a restaurant. Or maybe the one you're looking for is a drink delivery at the bar!” Max spoke while looking at his girl's face. He was downcast as Max unpacked all his work.
Huh, he really did investigate. It seems I won't get away with it easily from him.
“How else, the money there is bigger. I can earn more money from my other jobs!” cetus Maureen's. He did just get a chat from Lola about the work of delivering drinks at the bar.
“What did you say? What money did I give you less? Bigger you said!” Max throws Maureen's body and sits on the side of the bed.
He was eager to spit out his anger when the girl mentioned money. However, his heart instantly melted when he saw Maureen's face. He didn't know why the girl's face had made his heart melt.
“It's not like that, Max, but me and you are just bound to the contract you made. You can't be forever ..” Max turned around. He squinted his eyes and raised his jaw violently. The girl had already hugged her body and rested her head on her back.
How dare he think of a way to leave me. Looks like I'll have to teach her a lesson in order to make her a deterrent. Or yesterday's agreement couldn't keep him locked up with me. Max's mind fluttered.
“If you're short on money, you can say. Whatever you want I will give you. You're my woman. Would I let my woman work in a place like that!” cetus Max's. He still spilled his anger with the girl.
My woman. My woman. How many women I don't know. If he keeps me like this. How I live my days.
Maureen kept shaking her head. He didn't break all the words that came out of Max's mouth. He just wants a little freedom.
He was the only one who refused my money. I am less rich in his eyes. Max interprets the rejection of his girl.
“I'll add the limit. Five billion every time I see you. If I touch you, I'll double that, so fifteen billion. Is it still lacking?” Max said with great arrogance. He really doesn't want any more rejection.
Perhaps only a fool like Maureen would still refuse him. Such a fantastic offer would not be easy to get. However, the girl shook her head again.
“You!” max Delik.
“I don't need all that. I just want to, you let me work!” tusky. The girl still insisted on her wish.
"Rather than you discuss that, you better tell me how much nominal you want!" he said he didn't want to lose to him.
Max rubs his head. He had just felt a dizzy sensation in his brain. When a girl is not just rejecting her charm. He even rejected everything he gave.
Max doesn't give a shit about Mauraan anymore. He pulled out the blanket and went to the bathroom. Shortly the bell rang. The girl got out of her bed.
“Good morning, Miss Maureen!” Martin was already at the door. The girl did not answer. His face was still wry, but his hands opened the door wide.
“Good morning, Mr Max!” swipe again when he sees Max coming out with a towel wrapped around his waist.
“Hmm, you've come!” Max received the paper bag that Martin gave him.
Maureen lazily glanced at them. He left her and slammed her back into the bed. He, on his stomach and covered his head with a pillow.