57 - My Little Slave - Season 2

Downtown N-Y.

Belle returned to New York State, with all the hectic work that Belle now had. Becoming the lover of a handsome young CEO is not an easy thing for Belle. What's more, all the rumors that had already been circulating among the public.

…

“Jack Group”

“Excuse me Mr. Jackson, here are all the reports for last month.” Said one female employee who looks so sexy and of course attractive.

“Oh, thank you, Miss Dea.” Jackson said, then refocused on all the files that were in his hands.

--”What a very handsome and attractive man. It's a shame, already with Miss Izabelle.. but, isn't there still a chance for me to grab his attention..”— the woman named Dea seemed interested in Jackson's figure.

“Miss Dea, please check back on the last page. Looks like you missed something.” Jackson said, but Dea didn't budge and instead looked at Jackson with a smiling face.

“Miss Dea, you are not here to daydream.” Jackson said.

“Ah, I'm sorry Mr. Jackson. Fine, I'll check back.” Dea immediately brought the entire file with a feeling that was so awkward.

…

Dea stepped out of Jackson's room with a very flowery feeling. At the same time, Belle came with lunch for Jackson and herself.

When she saw Belle, Dea seemed not happy and just walked away. Belle felt that something was going on, but Belle chose to remain silent and didn't want to take it to her mind.

“Good afternoon,” Belle said as she entered Jackson's room.

“Hey, honey!” Jackson replied, then hugged Belle just like that. Even though it felt so awkward, Belle returned the hug from Jackson, even if only for a moment.

“Master has done this to me too many times, now is the time for me to take revenge for that action.” Belle said, then served all the lunch.

Jackson looks very happy, all the burden of the problem seems to just disappear.

A few moments later…

Knock… Knock… Knock…

It turned out that Dea came back, but her arrival actually made herself feel uncomfortable.

“Mr. Jackson, waiting in the dining room for lunch.” Dea said with a sharp look at Belle.

Meanwhile, it was clear that Belle was serving food on the table.

“Today, I will eat with my fiancé. So, you two can continue to have lunch together.” Said Jackson, who realized that Dea's actions were too presumptuous, as an ordinary employee.

“Ah, okay Mr. Jackson.” Dean said, then walked away.

Seeing the uncomfortable atmosphere, Belle chose to remain silent.

“I'm sorry, for the impudence of my employee.” Jackson said, then invited Belle to start eating lunch together.

“No problem, sir. maybe I'm the one who lacked planning.” said Belle.

The heart's intention to give a surprise, will still be an unexpected event.

Seeing every cynical gaze from Dea, Belle began to think hard, about what really happened between Belle and Jackson.

***

After having lunch together, Belle soon left the Jack Group building.

When they arrived at the lobby, Dea was also there. That same cynical gaze, that was what Dea was showing Belle at this moment. Belle just smiled faintly, and began to understand something that was going on.

--”I'm still much better than that woman! I'm more sexy, beautiful and attractive. I've been with Mr. Jackson even longer. How could her, chose a man who almost became her own brother-in-law..” --- Dea began to reproach Belle, even though it was only in her mind.

***

Bell'z Group.

Bzzttt….

The vibration of her cellphone, couldn't make Belle continue to ignore it.

“Well, with who?” said Belle, when she saw the new number calling her.

“Are you starting to lose your memory?” answered a man from behind the call, and of course none other than Jordan.

Belle: “What do you want?” Belle replied sarcastically.

Jordan: “I want you, I wanna kiss you, hug you and wanna fuck you…” followed by a satisfied laugh.

Hearing the naughty words from Jordan, it was enough to make Belle shudder in horror.

Belle: “Fuck you, asshole!” Belle cursed, Jordan really is a bastard.

Jordan: “Don't you miss my lovemaking style too, or…”

Belle: “Or what!” Belle snapped, with trembling hands.