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The next morning, Arabella was awakened by loud sounds everywhere.
She slowly opened her eyes as she thought she was just dreaming but the reality was already in front of her.
Trishia was with a fat woman wearing a servant’s uniform.
Without asking what are they doing inside her room, Arabella could already decipher why they were there.
“Hah! Who do you think you are? A princess living in a castle?” Trishia’s eyeballs were bulging as she roared at Arabella.
She couldn’t still get over the night Arabella had with Bill Sky in her room.
Then last night, this woman made another vicious move.
For Trishia, she could not allow that to happen again.
She could not allow Arabella to ruin all her plans now that she was very close to them.
With Arabella in the house, she could not find her calm.
Trishia had always doubts and worries about her and Bill Sky.
Last night, Trishia tried to talk to Bill regarding the eviction of Arabella Jones from their mansion but Bill disagreed.
“Sweetheart, can we just get rid of that wicked Arabella Jones in our place? You know… I don’t trust her. I just don’t want to risk you and our relationship. With her, I feel very uneasy because you see, she is a desperate woman and she would do anything to steal you away from me. “ Trishia sounded calm but deep inside she was very irritated talking about Arabella Jones.
For her, they shouldn’t be talking about her.
Arabella was nothing and she had no importance even a bit in their relationship.
She was just a stain in their life that needed to be erased.
Bill put down his pen on the table and looked at Trishia seriously. “Sweetheart, don’t you trust me?” Bill asked with a deep frown.
Trishia was stunned as she was very careful with all her words and actions toward Bill because it was her last shot.
If Bill would not like any of her actions or words, he would be displeased with her and that was the thing she didn’t like to happen.
In the eyes of Bill Sky, she should be the most elegant woman, the most sophisticated, the most brilliant woman, the sweetest, and the most resilient woman just like her mom, Alice.
Sen. Meyer used her to his political advantage having a good presentable woman on his side.
Her mom added a very good rapport to Sen. Meyer’s image.
So, the Senator could not let go of her mother.
Trishia wanted that to happen to her with Bill Sky.
She would be the first lady of the Sky Corporation and to all his mansions not only inside the mansion he had bought for her.
“Of course, I trust you… I trust you with all my life.” Trishia quickly replied to him.
She put up a loving smile to prove her words. “I love you so much.” She strode behind him as Bill was sitting on his working chair in the study room.
She gave him a gentle massage on his back and head then she hugged him behind.
“Hmmm…" Bill took her hand as he moved back then he guided her to sit on his lap.
She felt very satisfied with Bill’s action.
It gave her millions of tingling sensations in her body.
His explicit scent could make her so aroused.
Her body wanted to eat him alive.
She wanted to savor Bill’s taste and juices all by herself.
Trishia held herself as she clutched his neck with her two arms while she sat on his lap.
Her eyes were begging for a kiss but it was interrupted when he spoke, “ I love you too, sweetheart, and thank you for understanding. Don’t worry about her. I just wanted to see what she got as she claimed that I was in love with her.” Bill chuckled softly like he was mocking Arabella. “She couldn’t be compared to you. From personality and traits, so don’t stress yourself out because of her. She is nothing to you. Okay? I will handle her and teach her a lesson. Don’t worry, she will not stay longer inside this house. She will surely surrender.” Bill smiled like he had no doubt about his statements along with his chuckles.
Trishia still wanted to contest but she held herself.
She had to act as if she trusted him.
So, Trishia nodded and put up a sweet smile at him.
She made a beautiful eye as she wanted to attract him.
Then slowly, she slowly approached his lips but Bill dodged.
She felt her cheeks blush.
“Sweetheart, let me just finish my work. It’s very important and the board is waiting for my approval. Okay?” Bill kissed her on her forehead. “Wait for me in the room.” He added as he guided Trishia to stand up then he flipped his leather swivel chair to face back his working table. “And… pls. take off your wig. You are more beautiful without it. I want to see the real person who saved my life.” Bill uttered seriously looking at Trishia.
Trishia felt awkward and humiliated at the same time as she tried her best to gather her cool.
Bill didn't like to see her wearing a wig but she always cursed her face whenever she saw an ugly bald girl in the mirror.
She could not be so demanding with Bill nor be so spoiled and bratty.
It would never work for him even though she saved his life.
Bill was always a thinker and she knew it very well.
She would never give him any reason that would make him question her.
“O…Okay, sweetheart. I will wait for you tonight and please finish your work immediately. Will you?” Trishia uttered sweetly.
Bill smirked as he nodded. “Okay.” He answered plainly and then he got his pen and started working again.
Trishia was left standing in front as her sweet smile quickly faded away.
She turned around and exited the room.
Inside her room, Bill never slept with her.
He was always working and got to sleep always in his study room.
Sometimes, he went inside there just to freshen up but he never slept with her.
As for him, he would only do that after they got married as to his respect for her.
Trishia could not complain about Bill’s decision.
“F*ck with that respect!” As Trishia was sitting alone on her bed, she screamed irritatingly in the air.
When it comes to her craving and tasting Bill, she didn’t need his respect.
She was willing to give her body to him with all her permission.
He could do anything to her body.
She wanted him to overuse her and used her body savagely.
All he had to do was to f*ck her hard, savor her all he wanted and repeat it many times.
She was dying to sleep with Bill.
She was dying to touch every muscle he had on his sexy body.
She wanted to feel his hardness.
She wanted to taste his hard inside her mouth.
Trishia promised if that time would happen, she would do anything just to Bill forget Arabella Jones, and never he would have any affection toward Arabella ever again.
The night was getting so late but Bill was still not inside her room.
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