Hanging Out in a Nightclub

“What took you so long?” Bella’s mother inquired worriedly as soon as she stepped inside their apartment.

“Oh… we talked about work. We have an annual company party coming up next month,” Bella replied.

Although Bella lied about the conversation, of a truth, there is an ongoing plan for an annual dinner in their company.

Bella’s mother gave her a casual look before dropping the matter.

When no one was looking her way, Bella licked her lower lips and let out a sigh of relief.

She was lucky to have checked herself properly in the mirror inside the elevator to arrange every misplaced strand of hair before coming up to her parent’s apartment.

“You helped with the dinner, go ahead and have your bath I will take care of Isla for the night,” Mrs. Smith encouraged, ushering her to her bedroom.

Bella smiled. “Thanks, Mum.” She was happy to get another load off her since she couldn’t wait to have her bath after Richard made her drip wet like never before.

She was already uncomfortable