“My Lord, I’m afraid that only hamburgers can be done in ten minutes.”
“That’s alright.”
Ten minutes later, when Bella appeared in the president’s office, the coffee table in front of the sofa was full of hamburgers.
“My Lord.” Bella stood at the desk and bowed Charles who was sitting on the sofa on the other side of the room.
“Come here.” Charles’ arm slid casually on the back of the sofa and waved at her.
As soon as Bella approached him, Charles grabbed her hand and pulled it hard. She fell into his arms.
Bella looked up from his arms and whispered, “My Lord, please behave yourself!”
“Behave myself?” Charles said as if he'd heard a joke. Holding her chin, he pulled her so his lips were close to her lips, “You are my Lady, and it’s natural for me to want you, even here.”
Bella did
