Chapter 109. Panicked

"It's not heavy. I can carry the bag just fine, honey," Trisha reminded him cautiously.

She knew where she stood, and carrying the bag was something she should do based on her role in this play. However, Trisha was also careful not to offend the client.

"I know. I just want to carry them myself. I don’t want to look like I am slavering you," he retorted, not giving Trisha any chance to take the bag away from his holds. Then he whispered something to Trisha. “I will do that with you in the bedroom later…”

Trisha nodded but with her chin almost to her chest as she felt hot with how the man said those words to her, adding to the ticklish feeling of his breath on her skin. But as they were in a public place, Trisha cleared her throat, shook that silly thought off her head and although she could still feel her face slightly burning, she replied to her client submissively.

"Thank you, Mast— Uhm,” she abruptly stopped the words slipping off her lips by slapping h