Chapter 116

The nerve of this ...

How dare he talk about his next woman right in front of my face and after what we did last night. 

Forget about telling him how good of a sex beast he is. He really knows how to spoil things in a blink, doesn’t he? Gosh! Next woman, my foot? He should wait and start that breakfast-in-bed nonsense with that next stupid woman! What am I now? An experiment? Annoying jerk! "I can walk downstairs. You don't need to go through the trouble, Mr. Moore!" I say, and I try to pull myself out of his embrace, but he doesn't let go. He is solely bent on annoying the fuck out of me today. Or is this usually the mood the morning after?

"Listen here, Miss! I am not asking you. I am ordering you to stay right here while I get breakfast. You are not okay, so stop playing tough!" He howls.

Oh, so now he will be ordering me around like I am his what? His sex toy? Sorry, not me! "I can handle it!" I snap.

"I am beginning to hate that stupid slogan