Sugar Baby The Cassanova

Sugar Baby The Cassanova
CHAPTER 40 - Morning Conflict


"Hungry?"


Agny nodded quickly then gave a spoon to Justin. He didn't seem to care about her appearance this time, just because the bowl of porridge the woman's mood changed as well. Justin smiled faintly as Agny tidied up his hair as long as it seemed to be starving and not eating for more than three days.


Looking at Agny this morning, Justin was back in the air with what he did last night. Truly it is the most heinous thing that Justin has ever done to women, the regret is increasingly imprint especially when seeing Agny looks relaxed and ordinary as if there is no problem at all.


"Why are you only seen? Are you full or want to eat something else?"


Justin laughed discordantly for a moment, he was completely powerless to hold back when Agny asked a simple question but seemed to surrender himself to Justin this morning. There's nothing wrong with Agny's question, just that Justin's brain isn't clear at all.


"Eat you can?"


Regretfully he asked, Agny fell silent and went back to enjoying his breakfast feeling suddenly nervous as if he had just realized that the man who was in front of him a few minutes ago was Justin.


Trying as fast as possible to finish breakfast until Justin actually thinks Agny will not be full this morning. In fact, Agny is currently trying to be fast because indeed Justin's view is only fixated on him.


Too soon he ate, his spoon even fell to the floor and it managed to make Justin up. As if there were no end to the way to make Agny embarrassed this morning, either because last night finished playing with emotions or indeed he liked this Agny.


Agny bit her lower lip, with eyes that sharp can be concluded if Justin had damaged Agny's mood to the roots. However, for Agny this was no big deal, he was used to this kind of bullyan when he was in school.


Choosing to be silent and not care even though Justin is making it entertainment at this time. Agny looked down and was trying to consider Justin a display, his hand almost managed to reach the spoon lying on the floor but without Agny guessing, Justin made the spoon further with one kick.


"Ck, his legs never went to school? There was no manners to wonder," grumbled Agny as regrettably, if only he was not hungry might have chosen to leave at this moment. However, the porridge is still half and Agny's stomach can not be compromised.


"Dirty."


True, the facts are obviously dirty. But in the eyes of Agny actually not at all, but he tried to look ordinary even though a little embarrassed. "Yes it's dirty, I took the spoon instead of using it anymore_"


"Then for what?"


"It's taken not to work twice." Agny dodged when indeed from the beginning he took the spoon was for him to use again.


"Oh yeah? Just an excuse, but you want to wear it, right?"


It's up to Justin, Agny doesn't want to prolong the problem and chooses silence then receives a new spoon Justin gives. Agny's sitting position which was also bent was still the reason Justin did not release Agny from his sight.


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Not only the position, the food must be considered, Justin.


Suddenly Justin thought of Keny's remarks last night, his intention to make Agny pregnant seems to have been really as sincere. As soon as possible Justin gave his porridge to Agny immediately.


"Did?"


"But I'm full" said Agny clearly refused because indeed he felt his stomach was solid with chicken porridge.


"Not yet, Agny .. don't worry about your weight gaining because I like it more."


Not only speaking, Justin also blinked and it made Agny blink instantly. Justin is too good or how, even though he has not eaten a bit and it seems unlikely that the man's stomach feels empty.


"It's not a problem, but it's eeeuugghh .. listen to yourself, full, Justin."


For the matter of the bed may be forced, but if it is a matter of food what it feels like Agny's mouth if you have to receive another bowl without Justin just reduce a little. Until the belch he could not stand and came out because Justin continued to force him to spend the porridge.


"Justin? What do you call me? Justin? Ck, don't joke ... Your age is too far to call me with a call like that," Justin refused a little uncomfortable if Agny called him with just a piece of the name, the man is more comfortable if Agny calls him as usual because with that he feels power over Agny.


"Om don't have a plan today? Work or go where? It's noon already," said Agny trying to realize who knows Justin forgot.


"There is of course, I still need money to support you .. After this I am ready, you have no intention of going to work so?"


"Whether it's work, I'm not a child."


"Yes help me work, back massage or my head .. make a living is exhausting, Agny," Justin told hyperbole when there was absolutely no agreement that he should provide Agny as he intended.


The modes of the players began to smell and Agny understood one hundred percent if the massage on the back would be long-ended and it could not be Agny concluded, especially the man with him is Justin Anderson.


"It doesn't seem like it, Om. .. I also have business today, so it looks like I'll be out later in the day."


"Hm? Why did you just say? Where did it go?"


"I want to grab all the stuff in my Om house, I have nothing here .. The bra that Om bought yesterday was no size fits, all greatness." Honestly, he expressed the reason for leaving the house because indeed what Justin bought yesterday was just guessing and imagining with his eyes.


"Later the size fits itself, trust me .. My hunch is never wrong, Agny."


"Oh yeah? Om know where?" agny asked not at all aware of where Justin's conversation was going.


"It usually does ... Oh yes, I do not let you go alone, I will accompany you but later tonight yes," said Justin who now seems to relented and began to put a mouthful of porridge into his mouth.


"I'm myself bis_"


"No, don't argue .. You have to be with me, we go after dinner, okay?" This is an order, it is absolute and cannot be sued. Justin understood how crazy Uncle Agny was, obviously he would not let the woman go alone for whatever reason.


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- To Be Continue -