308 The Deal
The next morning, when I opened my eyes, the sunlight had already filled into the room. My room with Michael faced the sea. I could see the waves crashing against the beach through the window. It was just like Michael’s endless conquest of yesterday. Every violent impact brought endless pleasure.
I groaned, my entire body exuding a sense of indulgent laziness.
I’d been making love with Michael a lot these days. He shouldn’t have been so excited yesterday, but he was. Probably because I deliberately provoked him too much. Last night, he obviously lost his sense of propriety, which also caused to be covered in his scent. He was like a beast drawing his territory.
I grabbed the sheets and sat up. The images of last night flashed through my mind, making blush. At the sa ti, I felt my body ache. I couldn’t help but sigh. It was too much.
I turned my head to look at the other side of the bed. Michael also seed to have just woken up and was putting on his clothes.
“Where are you going?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.
Michael replied without turning his head, “Yesterday, Penelope asked out to surf today. I’ve already agreed. I wanted to wait for you to have breakfast together, but you woke up late. I’m going to be late if I don’t go now.”
I had just gotten up from the bed and was still a little groggy. I subconsciously complained, “Who’s to bla for waking up so late? It’s all because you went crazy yesterday. Wait, who’s Penelope?”
“Oh, the girl who passed water yesterday. We got along pretty well,” Michael said casually.
“What?” I suddenly sat up from the bed and glared at Michael.
I thought that our childish behavior had been resolved last night. He had tornted for an entire night. Wasn’t that enough?
He was going to surf with other girls and even knew their nas. What was the difference between this and a date? Was I even still his mate? Even if he wanted to use this thod to make jealous, wasn’t this a little too much?
“You’re not allowed to go,” I said angrily.
“Why?” Michael asked, raising his eyebrows.
“You are my mate. I won’t allow you to go out with other won alone. If you must go, you must take with you,” I said.
“Alright.” Michael didn’t seem to care. “If you’re willing to get to know Penelope, she’s a pretty cute girl. But you told yesterday that you don’t like surfing. I invited you to join us, but you didn’t want to. Why are you interested today?”
He was deliberately trapping here. He knew that I was not good at this sport and that I didn’t want him to go out with this Pensowhatsherna.
I glared at Michael, my eyes almost spewing fire.
“Okay, okay, you’re my mate.” Michael revealed a aningful smile. “If you really care so much about it, why don’t we make a deal? You get rid of that chef, and I’ll never go out alone with Penelope again.
“Shaless! Are you kidding ?” I rebuked.
“I’m serious.” Michael’s expression was serious, and he didn’t look like he was joking at all. I didn’t doubt that he wanted to leave behind to surf with another girl.
I realized that this was Michael’s real purpose. He said those words to make angry just now to get rid of Theseus. He made a condition I couldn’t refuse because I couldn’t see him standing with other girls. Just imagining that scene made feel like exploding. How could Michael devise such a despicable thod to achieve his goal? This man was really a b*stard.
I was frozen in bed, in a dilemma. I didn’t want to give in to Michael so easily, and I enjoyed Theseus’ cooking. Michael was being completely unreasonable. How could he go out on a date with a girl? Even if he was bluffing, it was so shaless of him to use this as a threat.
“Have you thought about it?” Michael’s body ca close, and his hot breath hit my face.
“I refuse!” I stubbornly turned my head away. I really couldn’t say yes or no.
“I’ll be leaving then.”
I could feel Michael’s aura fading away and an indescribable grievance in my heart.
B*stard! B*stard!
I couldn’t believe that Michael just left like that. I cald down for a mont, then rolled out of bed and planned to reason with Michael. He couldn’t do this to !
Who knew that just as I opened the door, I would be welcod by a big smile?
It was Michael.
I concealed the indescribable joy in my heart and asked with a pout, “Why didn’t you leave?”
“You want to leave?”
“I didn’t say that.”
The smile on Michael’s face beca even wider, and he took out a whole set of clothes from behind him as if he were performing a magic trick. “Put it on, my princess.”
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