Azzura: The Fight Of The Tough Lady
Chapter 5. Make Me Your Servant

Azzura came out of that room. He glanced at Rubby at a new glimpse of him completely closing the door. Azzura's eyes sparkled very brightly, his mouth agape. For the first time Azzura saw this grand and luxurious house. Azzura did not know if the man who helped him was a conglomerate or a BBM Mafia man.

"Truly very amazing!" he murmured as he went down the stairs. Azzura also saw several maids in the same uniform, no, not how many, but there were dozens.

"Is he his wife, sir?" Why is she down still wearing a wedding dress?" A maid whispered to another maid. Azzura did not hear that. He immediately looked for a way to the swimming pool where Azzura had seen someone swimming.

His eyes twinkled even more when he saw the man getting closer to the edge of the pool. Azzura's reflexes approached the man. Really, Azzura was really amazed to see this man. Not only was his body stocky, but his face was also extremely handsome. Very handsome. The fine feathers on his chest made Azzura very anxious.

"Master!"

Azzura wants to help the man to ride but Aaron ignores Azzura's helping hand. The man picked up the towel that Bert had thrust.

"Master. Tonight we have to go see a client in Japan."

Aaron nodded. He was about to leave the pool area but Azzura held Aaron's wrist. The man turned around. Azzura smiled. He looked at Aaron expectantly. "Master, I can stay here right? Please help me Sir. I want to marry an old bandot. I don't want to marry him. Please let me stay here. I'm not gonna mess up. I can also work as a waiter. No need to pay me. I will do anything for Young Master. Just feed me and hideout, I promise I'll do my best."

Aaron knitted his brows. He was confused as to what to say. The girl in front of him boasted that Aaron wanted to throw him into the lion's den.

"Let go of my hand! This isn't a homeless shelter, I'm not gonna let you stay here."

Aaron wanted to go back but again Azzura pulled his hand. A very upset Aaron immediately threw Azzura's hand until the woman ...

Byurrr!

Bert gawking. He wants to help Azzura but is afraid of being misunderstood by Aaron. Bert actually knows that Aaron is a very good person even though he is a little indifferent, but seeing his attitude towards Azzura, Bert knows that Aaron really, really hates this girl.

"Sih, troublesome."

Aaron threw the towel he was wearing and immediately threw himself into the pool like a professional swimmer. The pool is very deep, if the ordinary pool only has a depth of 1-3 meters, Aaron's pool has a depth of about 2-5 meters.

Azzura looked at Aaron who was getting closer to him, he was already trying to move yet it was very difficult. Why his weakness should also follow him. Azzura couldn't do anything in the water like this.

"Hahhhhhh!" Azzura hugged Aaron's neck very tightly. So tight, Aaron who was helping Azzura almost drowned.

"Please don't let me go. I don't want to die anymore. I promise, I won't force you, if you hate me so much, I'll just stay on the streets, don't kill me the same way. I beg!"

Aaron stunned. His legs kept moving so they wouldn't drown. This Azzura sentence sounded very strange, Aaron never intended to kill him. Aaron accidentally, but the strangest thing is, Azzura said do not kill him twice, it means this girl had almost died from drowning.

"Ekhemmmm. Are you gonna keep sticking like this? I know you're very proud to have a melon this big, but I'm not interested."

Azzura glared instead of playing, he loosened his arms around Aaron's neck but the man pulled his waist. "Shut up or you'll be a spectacle of the male workers here."

Azzura hugged Aaron. He has no other choice. Her wedding dress was left out of nowhere, and now she was just using her makeshift interior. Seeing Aaron's attitude like the current Azzura became very confused between having to thank him or having to beat him up.

Bert nodded steadily. Now Aaron and Azzura are just two there. Azzura alluded to his stupidity, even at a time like this his heart was beating very fast. Azzura knew, Aaron could definitely feel the thump that Azzura was experiencing.

"Master. You're not taking a chance, are you?"

Aaron laughed blandly. "Do you want me to let go?" seloroh Aaron does not accept being accused like that by Azzura.

"Don't, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Azzura increasingly tightened his embrace that automatically his front body was increasingly attached to the chest field Aaron.

"Aren't you the one who took the chance hmm?"

Azzura. "I'm not like that. I know you're handsome, but I still have my pride. I can't possibly stain a man like you."

Aaron pulled the tip of his lips, who said he was an old bandot, but now Aaron even got a compliment, whether this girl is really stupid, really very interesting. It's nice to tease him.

"This man is the towel!"

Aaron nodded. "Just put it there. You can leave if you have."

The maid glanced at Azzura at a glance. He thought very hard, actually who this woman is, just entered the house Aaron can already hug Aaron like that. Really lucky, he thought.

Aaron held onto Azzura's waist after hearing the sound of footsteps away. With a very fast movement Aaron lifted Azzura's body and sat the girl on the edge of the bed. While he himself immediately jumped by making both palms as a pedestal.

"Immediately put on your towel if you don't want me to devour you here."

Azzura flinched back. Hurriedly she put on a towel and ran away leaving Aaron alone. Aaron chuckled again. Really cute girl. She hugged Aaron tightly. But in stupid like that alone has run away in a storm.

"Master, here's the bath towel!"

Bert handed the towel straight to Aaron. He also got rid of items that might have been able to block his master's path.

"Delay our flight for a few hours Bert. There are some things I have to take care of."

Aaron spoke as he continued to walk up the stairs. Bert nodded but his eyes remained focused on monitoring Aaron's steps fearing that the man would stumble or fail to climb the steps.

"Don't underestimate Bert's ability."

Bert pecking. True said people, if a person loses one of the functions of his limbs, there must be another limb that is more sensitive. Or maybe it could be stronger.

"Sorry Sir."

To be continued.