The Satisfying of Cassanova
Chapter 4. Shame Alone

Because she can barely sleep, Bella wakes up first when it is still dark. He immediately went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast with potluck ingredients.

He is no longer surprised by all the home remedies that look expensive, because he once had them. Long ago, before the father died, and the company went out of business.

Bella tails her hair high and wears an apron so that her clothes are not dirty. He tried to cook as quickly as possible, so that when William woke up everything was ready.

Today he is only able to make soup and prekedel. In the middle of the trip, a phone came in. Bella frowned, between wanting to take the call or not, afraid if she was labeled presumptuous. But the phone kept ringing, until finally Bella rushed. "Hal, hello?" His words.

"Go to my room now!" william's word was with great emphasis, for he had to wait a long time until Bella picked up her phone.

The connection was cut off, from her voice Bella clearly knew that it was William's voice. Bella flinch, but she quickly remembers Jo's message, so as not to make William angry.

Bella turned off the stove and stepped into William's room. The girl knocked on the door with a nervous feeling, only one tap of William's voice reverberated. "Lake in!"

Bella sighed, facing William was really testing her inner strength. When the door opened, he was immediately treated to the naked body of William who was standing next to the nightstand while playing a mobile phone.

Bella's eyes were perfectly rounded and tried to turn away. He doesn't want to see things he shouldn't see.

Oh, my God, how can I calm down if she likes anything. It was a sensitive area, where it could be seen by just anyone.

Seeing that William raised his gaze on Bella who was sculpting. A rough sigh escaped his mouth, for the rest of his life he was faced with a very troublesome girl. Does not fit at all with his personality that is irritated to talk.

"Why are you standing there? Do your job now!" cetus William, this early in the morning he had to pull a vein to teach Bella.

"God, do I have to keep talking to say whatever your duty is!? Serve me!"

Serving? One word suddenly spun in Bella's brain. He thought that William wanted a romance, considering that not a single strand of thread was attached to the handsome man's body.

Bella's body trembled again, was it true that William would continue to charge her until she could satisfy?

And all that was amplified when William pulled his arm into the bathroom. Tired of saying, William finally taught Bella an act.

"Master," called Bella with a frightened look, but William did not shed his glare at all. "I'm not ready yet."

And will never be ready!

William pulled the corner of his lips upwards, looking at the weak Bella and thinking that she was about to commit immoral acts towards the teenage boy seemed to really make William want to laugh.

I might be tempted by it. He's just a snot kid.

"I don't care if you're ready or not. But I need to remind you, your mind is too far away!" fill William with emphasis. The next second Wiliam turned on the shower, making Bella ashamed of herself with her thoughts.

Oh, my God, what the hell am I thinking? Turns out he's not that bad, Bel, you don't have to be so scared.

Because actually William only asked Bella to help him take a bath and prepare all his needs. Not more.