The Young Master's Woman
WSTM Chapter 12 - Ains and Ford
"Beautiful" Damian said once more and finally managed to make both of Ainsley's cheeks blush red.
"Master must have had many lovers, because you are good at seducing," Ainsley replied, she lowered her head trying to hide this shame, Ainsley also tucked her hair behind her ear making an unimportant movement.
While Damian did not respond to Ainsley's words, he asked another question. "What's your name?" ask Damian later.
"Ains, you can call me Ains" explained Ainsley.
Damian smiled for a moment, a name that again made him think back about Ainsley. But Damian doesn't want to be a loser, making Ains the woman he's been looking for. Damian chose not to behave like that. Ains is Ains, not Ainsley.
"I'm Ford" Damian explained, instead of mentioning his first name, Damian actually introduced himself with his surname, Lynford, so Ford.
"Master Ford," repeated Ainsley with his spoiled voice, sounding so crisp in Damian's ears. A voice that makes him smile.
"Have you eaten? Eat, I order all this food for you" Damian said, pointing to the table with his eyes and Ainsley followed the line of sight, and on the table was served a lot of food. When he entered Ainsley did not realize it, he was too stunned by the good looks of the client.
"A lot, so wasteful if not eaten up," replied Ainsley, slightly complaining about the abundance of food on the table.
"Then spend it" said Damian.
"Where can I, my stomach will break. What if we eat as necessary? I'll take the rest home, can I?"
"Why bring home the leftovers? I'll buy you a new one."
"I don't like wasting food" Ainsley replied, with a glaring eye.
Surprisingly Damian felt weak with those eyes, he seemed unable to resist. Instead her hand moved up to gently caress Ains face. "All right," Damian answered briefly.
This time he was wrong, because he was providing too much food.
Ainsley took some food in one dish. "Master Ford, does it matter if we eat from a spoon?" ainsley asked, fearing that he would disgust the client.
"No problem" Damian replied.
"A," said Ainsley who began to feed his Master.
Damian was obedient to open his mouth.
Tonight they really ate together, from the same plate and one spoon.
Even before leaving, Damian had dinner with his family, but now he still ate all the food given by Ainsley.
At the end they choose to drink in the same glass.
"Will you come again tomorrow?" ainsley asked, starting to hope. If Mr. Ford doesn't come, there could be other clients ordering his services.
"Hem, don't dance tomorrow. Come straight into this room and wait for my arrival."
"What about Juan? Will he agree?"
"Of course."
"Sir must be very rich, I like it" Ainsley said with a chuckle. Damian then pulled his waist until they were very close, until Ainsley's hands touched the Master's chest.
"From now on I'm your only client" Damian said.