Crazy Billionaire, What Do You Want From Me?

beth'

y senses and start to follow Moana in

man is indeed damn r

, please let us know." Moa

n size bed that's right in the mi

reply when I hear my

assment and I bite on the

mach, I haven't had any p

to eat?" Moana asks

growl. Even the dea

one, slightly gritting my teeth in

knowingly. "We'l

I watch her and the tw

s the door behind them,

ed a hot bath. My body aches all over, and I feel so dir

y eyes around in search of a towel, my gaze lan

s, I shuffle my f

is so

mediately, flinching as I notice something unus

nd and push it further, peepi

-in closet. A very big one. I take my steps carefully

ags, shoes, underwear-Fendi, Gucci, Louis V

here. There's nothing a girl can

not the first person he'll be kidnapping

do thi

exactly is this man? Wh

throbe and I'm reminded

tion from beauty-it looks marvelous, classy, and beautiful. The bath is sparkling. I

sink in, relaxing my sore hard muscles. I remain this way fo

h, I dry up my body, slip out of the b

pick up a black tee and a wine pair of pants an

a soft knock

on t

door. I stand to the side and watch

ood. I'm

Cheese fills my lungs and I

it, ma'am?-since

't let Moana finis

les, "I

wait at the door

n help myself. I'll find

ing waite

orner of her mo

to protest, but I

then." She smiles.

call me Lizzy if you find

top calling

eone who's around the same

efly. She nods politely and walks out of the room wit

I'm left all

ck the plate from the tray, inh

I dig in. And I soon

bowl to the kitchen. I guess I'll return it

rry the tray and place it on the bedsid

g my body on the bed and ins

ll you marry me, bed?" I

than; he's probably asl

wn. P

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d covers around my body in the middle of night. It must have been super cold for me to have don

t the tray and

two slept well." I spring to my fee