Prisoner of Love Mr Cool
Grant Wilson

At that time in a white house with a deer headdress embedded in the wall of the house, a van stopped in front of the magnificent house.

Before long, came out a beautiful girl with a petite body with a sea blue crop top and harem pants with matching colors. On top of the girl's head was paired a sea-blue veil along the elbow.

Behind the girl, a handsome man followed her. He then gave his arm to be hugged by the girl. They entered the magnificent white house with their hands.

Some of the guards invited them inside.

"Please sit. Mr. Wilson is coming soon" said one of the servants.

The girl and the man were sitting on a long wicker chair. Behind the sofa is a small waterfall that flows on a stone wall. The gurgling sound of the water makes the atmosphere of the house peaceful and beautiful.

"Why should I dance here? Why didn't he just come?" ask the girl, whispering. In that house there were only the two of them. But for some reason, Mia whispered.

"He paid me more than all your guests in one day" Luigi whispered.

Mia looked at Luigi's bead and locked it away with emotion. "How I want to get a big paycheck, every time you see me dancing, you attract me and I have to serve you!"

Luigi kissed Mia's cheek in a fit of anxiety. "Because you're beautiful and adorable, Mia. Besides, you haven't served me yet because you forbid me from getting in there,"

"Well, that's our deal, isn't it? The one down there belongs to someone and not just anyone can go in there," Mia replied not to lose.

"Curtain! Sooner or later, I'm gonna put mine in there. Just wait, Mia!" lugi again.

Before long, another man approached them. "Welcome, Mia Walter and Luigi. How are you?"

Mia shook the man's hand. "We're doing fine. Your house is beautiful, Mr. Wilson," said Mia.

Grant Wilson is a quiet man. His appearance was very simple, very different from Finn. As of today, he only wears a white shirt with a gray vest and black trousers. No broche or tie or suit. Just a simple knitted vest.

The man continued to watch over Mia from head to toe. "Can we just start?"

"Of course you can't, Mr. Wilson. You have to pay fifty percent up front" Luigi said shamelessly.

"Don't worry, I've prepared it. This time I applied for a condition" Grant said.

"And what is it?" ask Luigi. "As long as you don't insist on having intercourse with my pen, I will grant all your wishes,"

Grant smiled. "You're coming in, Luigi,"

"What! You're nuts! Nah! I can't go in and see you two, .... " Luigi moved both hands, then shook his hands again. "No, Wilson!"

"Then I'll pay half of the contract" Grant said calmly.

Luigi's face flushed red, he growled in annoyance. "Aargha! All righty! Give me fifty percent first!"

Grant gave Luigi a thick brown envelope. "Calculate if you don't believe,"

After delivering the envelope, Grant immediately embraces Mia's small death. "Follow us, Luigi. If you disavow, I won't pay the rest!"

"Yes!" answer Luigi. With a heavy step, Luigi follows Grant and Mia into a room.

The room resembles a studio with a floor made of vinyl in a brown wood pattern and there is a large mirror in the room of the studio.

Grant asked Luigi to wait outside the studio. There were chairs and a long sofa. The room was soundproofed and could not be seen from the outside. "You, just wait there. There'll be a couple of waiters coming after you. Just tell him what you want and he'll grant you all your wishes,"

He admired the studio room and he started running around at first, then after that he set foot and he danced to the rhythm that came out of his mouth.

"You like to dance apparently?" ask Grant who was watching Mia without the girl noticing.

Mia stopped with a red face. "Initially I didn't know dancing was going to be this fun. My friends at home dancing Luigi taught me to dance and then they asked me to enjoy every movement and rhythm of that music,"

Grant interrupted his head and smiled at Mia. The man patted her on the thigh, asking Mia to sit on his lap. "Sit down,"

Fearfully, Mia approached Grant and sat on his lap. "Luigi said, I'm just gonna dance here and do nothing but dance,"

Grant smiled back. "I have a secret. I'm not interested in a girl or a woman or even a man's ex-wife, "

Spontaneously Mia heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank God, but does that mean you like men? "

"Haha! Not so! It's just that I have an allergy if it's close to the opposite sex" Grant smiled. "I would break out in cold sweat, nausea, and even faint if I was close to a woman,"

Mia knitted her two eyebrows. "But now, you're fine being close to me. Does that mean I'm not pulling in your eyes?"

Grant laughed again. "Haha! You're funny and interesting. When I first met you, I felt the same way. Pounding, cold sweats, but I'm not nauseous and I'm still conscious,"

"So, what does that mean?" ask Mia. The calm he had, now turned into panic and fear. But he was trying to stay calm.

Grant shrugged both of his shoulders. "I don't know what that means. I visit you every day just to see you. Over time, I enjoyed the beauty of your face and the beauty of your body. Not only that, I get curious about you every day,"

"I'm like a crazy person. Your shadow always pops into my head. I want to get to know you not just your name, but everything about you" Grant said.

"Then? What am I supposed to do now?" ask Mia. He would do anything for the man who was looking at him, just as not to serve him.

"We'll just talk." Grant replied briefly.

Mia was trying to understand Grant Wilson's way of thinking, but it was hard. "Then why did you ask Luigi to come with us?"

"Since there's something I want to do after we have a conversation and if it's time for him to come in, we'll call him inside" Grant replied.

Mia still doesn't understand. "And what is it?"

Grant releases the veil that fell on Mia's shoulder. He also took off the girl's pigtails. Then, he lowered Mia's sleeves.

The girl could feel Grant's increased heartbeat. His sweat fell as the man's hand touched Mia directly.

Mia caught Grant's hand. " Close your eyes and relax" he said. This time, Mia was moving. The girl kissed Grant. Her kisses were getting lower, her forehead, both eyelids, nose, cheeks, and lastly gently, Mia kissed Grant's lips. "You okay?"

Grant opened his eyes slowly. He returned Mia's brief kisses one by one, just like Mia did earlier. The handsome man felt a pleasant rush as he did that.

"Mia Walter, .... "

"Enough Mia!" cut off Mia, she put her arm around Grant's shoulder.

"Mia, would you marry me? I think I'm in love with you and not only that, I need you in my life?" ask Grant seriously.

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