The Young Master's Woman
WSTM Chapter 40 - The Sign of Vanity

"Bi, if mommy asks say I went to Aldian's place," Damian told one of the servants he met on the 1st floor.

"Good, Sir."

Damian immediately left with quick footsteps, no matter the time that was getting late at night.

At Zen Minimarket, Ainsley immediately left all work and hurriedly changed his clothes. She was wearing a nightgown without a bra. Now Ainsley is back in her casual clothes and wearing her bra again.

Every time he was with her, Ford always wore long clothes, so Ainsley thought the man did not like the open look. That's why he always adjusts.

Ainsley sat at the cashier's desk, now the shop was lit only by dim light, while the main lights were turned off.

Ainsley sat there until he finally saw a luxury car entering the parking area. He knew who the car was, so he opened the main door of the store. The padlock was large enough that he let go.

"Hi" Damian said, breaking in and hugging the girl.

"Lock the door first!" ainsley chuckled between the laughter that was created every time they both.

"Give me," Damian asked, he took the key in Ains' hand and closed the door.

Afterwards Damian held Ains like a baby koala to get into the break room. The room is not too spacious but feels comfortable to live in. There was a medium-sized bed, there was a table they used to eat. There is a long sofa and also a comfortable bathroom.

"It's cheating on his name" said Ains, who was still in the man's arms.

"Cheat why?"

"It's not the weekend yet but Mr. Ford has already met me to spend the night together."

"Let's just say you're overtime" Damian and Ainsley replied with a laugh. There is an answer given by the Lord.

Arriving at the break room Damian immediately held Ains on the sofa. They both are in an intimate state.

Ainsley wanted to talk about the reason why tonight he chose to sleep in the store, there was some data that he had to input into the computer. But had not had time to speak his mouth, Damian had already gripped his lips with affection.

The same kiss as this afternoon, a kiss that seemed to drain the feeling of anxiety, fear of loss. Ainsley is not going anywhere.

"Sister," said Ainsley softly, now his voice is more breathless.

"Hem, why?" damian replied, pulling Ains' body against him, until he could kiss Ains' neck easily.

"Is Ford in trouble? I'm sorry if my question is presumptuous" replied Ains, complete with a question.

"Hem, there's a little problem."

"Can I know?"

"Someone I've known all along seems to have a trait I don't know yet" Damian replied, he was talking about Helena.

Tonight somehow Damian felt something was different about that woman. It was clear he said reject about the matchmaking, Helena was still adamant with her own efforts. Clearly, there is no relationship between them.

That stubbornness Damian had never met Helena, but she did not seem to really know the woman.

"Everyone is a mystery sister, we will never be able to understand until at any time" Ainsley replied.

"really?"

"Hem, everyone must have their own lies. But it doesn't matter, because this is life."

"When have you been this wise?"

"Since I was wise." Arrogant Ainsley, even he raised his chin a sign of arrogance.

Damian who was anxious then bit the chin. Right, he didn't have to think about Helena, which he didn't really understand.

"Sick," whined Ains, but Damian didn't feel the slightest guilt, smiling with pride.

"Why are you sleeping here? is there something you're working on?" damian asked, one hand gently stroking Ains' long hair.

"Hem, there are some new products coming in so I have to put some data into the computer."

"Let me help," Damian asked, he got up and carried Ains.

With such a position Damian led Ains to the cashier table.

Tonight there was no hot scene, because all this time Damian was very evasive about it. Damian always took care of himself, because he hoped that out there Ainsley was always spared from the striped men.

During this time Damian always wears clothes with long sleeves, so that he can continue his life. Damian didn't want to see the scar on his right hand. A scar that always pulls him into the past.

Until 12 pm they both input the data, when finished both equally sleepy. So without doing anything else they immediately lie on the bed and sleep with each other hug.

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Morning comes.

Early in the morning Damian decided to go home.

"It's very cold outside, come in" Damian said.

Ainsley answered him with a nod of the head and Damian kissed his lips as a sign of separation.

Ainsley continued to smile, even after the Lord's car was no longer visible in his eyes he still smirked the smile.

The memories that Ford's sister gave him were so beautiful, Ainsley found no room for sadness.

When he entered the store, Ainsley locked it again because it was not time for the store to open.

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At 7am after Ainsley was tidy with a uniform that he made himself, the beautiful girl also opened a store for the public. Zen stopped by to give him breakfast before he went to school.

At first the shop seemed quiet, then came some visitors. The more daylight the store is getting crowded. In front there are also tables and chairs that can be used for the public.

"Can I pay with a credit card?" ask a customer, a man who looks like Ford's sister.

"Sorry sir, I can't. We only serve cash," explained Ainsley as it is.

"How's this? I had drunk the water" said the man, feeling guilty at once. He was so thirsty that he had to drink first just to pay.

Ainsley was also puzzled, seeing that the man had not taken anything but a bottle of drink in his hand.

"Is it true that you don't have any cash?" ask Ainsley.

"No." He pointed out his empty wallet, only containing a lot of cards in it.

"Yes, no need to pay," Ainsley replied, he could not hold back just because of the drink.

"No, I don't want you to get scolded by your boss" said the man, who thought the cashier was just an employee.

"Then how?" asked Ains anyway, not anything, the drink the man took was indeed the most expensive drink.

"This is my identity card, save it first. I'll come to pay." He handed over the identity card and left.

Ainsley was forced to accept it, and read the name written clearly on the card.

Eric Fuller's.