CHAPTER 55

"Bethel, how you doing?" Harry asked, glad to hear her voice. He has been so busy and hasn't seen her face since yesterday. Even when his addiction triggered last night, he was so surprised he could hold it despite the pains he felt as his phallus stretched to several painful degrees.

He had endured the pure undiluted pain because he can't imagine himself laying with another woman asides her, in fact he tried it but it wasn't working out. When he tried that, he ended up sending the lady away.

He loves Bethel.... he have to admit this fact which is not so good for a man like him.

Does she loves him as he does?

And ohh he had totally forgotten he helped him out of pity.

"Great! I hope work's going smoothly?" Bethel replied. She wondered what was going on in Harry's mind. He had ask her a question then the next thing he did was to go silent while staring intently at her.

"Yeah, just sitting and going through some files." Harry said. He rubbed her shoulders intently and came very close to her. They both stood at the verandah, staring intensely at each other but not until Bethel broke the eye contact. Memories of how Mrs Crown came to her room telling her not to have anything to do with her son came back to her and she maintain a little distance from Harry immediately but he was still so close.

" there's a little piece of news" she quickly added, in other to encompass the awkward silence that was starting to build up.

"Really?" Harry raised his brows.

"Your mum just patronised me!" Bethel squealed.

"Huh?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"Yeah Mrs Veronica Crown patronised Bethel's fashions?" Harry asked again .

"Yes yes yes"

"Wow" Harry smiled.

"She wants me to make a dress that'll suitable to welcome your Dad next week"

"Ohh.. yeah, Dad told me he'll be coming on Tuesday" Harry told her.

Bethel arched her brows, is it necessary if she knows about that? Isn't it something a master should keep away from his employee?.

Harry closed the distance between them and placed his palm on Bethel's soft hand, Bethel shivered at his tight but gentle hold.

She would withdraw, this is not right! He is already engaged.

She smiled at him and withdraw politely.

"There's an issue though..." Bethel sighed.

"What's that?" He asked

"She's asking for price and i don't know..."

"C'mon. This is business Bethel, you need to set familiarity apart for now, besides Mum has not been nice to you so charge her as much as you can" Harry said and Bethel laughed.

"I can't do that. How much do you think will be okay?"

"I don't know how costly the fabrics and everything will be... you should calculate it and give her triple of the price."

"C'mon" Bethel laughed.

"The fabrics and everything should be about four thousand dollars." She told him

"Good! Tell her your price is twenty thousand dollars" Harry replied.

"What!" Bethel almost screamed.

"What?" Harry asked.

"That's too much , i won't even spend half of it to buy everything I'll need." Bethel replied

"If you mention a lesser price to Mum, i bet she's gonna cancel the order, she'll think you're gonna be using cheap and fake materials for her." Harry told her the plain truth.

"Really?" Bethel asked

"Yes".

"I think ten thousand dollars is okay, twenty thousand dollars is outrageous for that dress" Bethel said.

"You think so? Harry asked.

"Yeah." Bethel nodded.

"Mum can afford any amount you mention to her. Her personal designer charge more than that amount and she even pay them monthly."

"Wow" Bethel sighed.

"Yeah, i just hope she won't cancel the order because she feels the price is so less. " Harry said.

"I hope so too" Bethel sighed.

"Gotta go. Work hard" she added

"Alright, bye. I need to go" she smiled.

She always feel good whenever she speaks to Harry, she doesn't even want to leave. His cool deep voice has a way of calming her nerves. She hopes Annie won't betray him like Steph.

He has gone through a lot to get stabbed in the heart again.

"You want to leave? You don't like being with me" Harry asked. His hand subconsciously went to his pocket. He felt the ring box he had in his pocket.

"I.... no... I like staying with you. I just said goodnight" Bethel's voice trembled.

" I will go check up on Angel" she added immediately.

"I will give everything I have in my name to you, Bethel, including my life. Please take care of me" Harry imagined saying to her but the words that came out of his mouth was different entirely.

"Goodnight" he said instead. He palmed her face and peck her lips lightly. Bethel didn't see that coming, it was so fast.

"This is so wrong!" She tightened her hand on her nightie as he turned the peck into a fierce kiss, the first taste of his lips was drugging. Bethel opened up immediately, matching his passion. Her bed has been cold for days because he isn't there with her.

He misses him, she misses his touch and soft warmth. She held him by clinging the vest that plastered on his muscular chest.

The two lovers kissed in the moonlight. Bethel didn't fight it maybe because she thought it will be the last, after all he is engaged to Annie.

*

"I thought you came to me cause you already have a price?" Mrs Crown asked Bethel, who stood before her, she wouldn't talk.

She had approached Mrs Crown in the living room where her feet was being massaged.

"Yes ma'am"

"Then speak!" Mrs Crown said, getting annoyed.

"The price is ten thousand dollars ma'am" Bethel said, staring at her slippers and twisting her toes together.

"Why's it so cheap. I'll give you fifty thousand dollars. Use the best of the materials for me. Your account details?" Mrs Crown asked and Bethel stared at her in shock.

"Do you probably suffer from some sort of disease? You keep mopping at me whenever i talk to you, that's annoying! I love immediate response when I'm talking to someone" Mrs Crown said, pissed.

"Oh.. my. I'm so sorry ma, i got carried away." Bethel replied. Truly, she got carried away. The kiss with Harry after she had warn her to stay away from her son.

" Carried away By what?"

"By the price you mentioned" Bethel lied

"If you feel it's too small, i can add to it" Mrs Crown said.

"No! It's too much ma. Let's just stick to the ten thousand dollars " Bethel said.

"Are you by any means trying to use cheap fabrics for me?" Mrs Crown furrowed her brows.

"No, I'm gonna use the best fabric for you ma'am"

"Are you sure?"

"You'll see for yourself when I'm done" Bethel said confidently.

"Are you sure that ridiculous price will be okay for you?" Mrs Crown asked with a demeaning look.

"More than okay ma'am" Bethel said.

"Ohh... i hope you didn't do that cause I'm your employer's Mum?"

"No, i don't mix business with familiarity ma'am" Bethel said and smiled inwardly. She had just used Harry's words.

"I love that" Mrs Crown smiled.

"Your measurements ma'am. Are you gonna send it to me or..."

"You're gonna have to take my measurements of course, i add weight everyday"

"Okay ma'am, I'll go bring the tape measurement" Bethel said.

"I'll come to your workshop" Mrs Crown said."After all I'm a customer"

Mrs Crown keeps surprising her.

"O.. okay ma'am" she quickly responded before she pisses her off again.

"You should give me your account details"

"Ohh.. okay"

Bethel releases the breath she didn't know she was holding as she stepped out of the woman's room only to see Annie blocking her path.

"What were you doing with Harry in the varendah?" Annie asked, sheathing inwardly.

Bethel scoffed, "Why should I answer you? I won't answer you" She replied. She will put Annie in her place. "If you want to know, maybe you should go ask your fiance!" She added and walk out on Annie and that was the final straw.

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