Damon hesitates, his eyes being downcast onto the table infront of him. Then looking up at an impatient Dmitri, he says, "I can't. I mean that is not my place to tell you the whole thing. I think you should ask Itzel straight away." Dmitri tuts at that."Did I ask for your advice, boy?" He growls out at him in a way to intimidate him and the way he gulps down his throat visibly tells Dmitri that is definitely working. "You better be quick in that. I don't think that you would want to lose your job now." This causes Damon to look at him with clear fear visible in his eyes. "What would you do?" He asks with voice a little quivering."Nothing much you know, just let them know that you are into such illegal shit. And then they will do the rest of the work." Dmitri tells him with a nonchalant shrug at the end. But this is all but an empty threat. Dmitri would not dare shatter one's dream at any cost. He would never let anyone's dream go down the drain like his went. "No, please I beg you

As Itzel closes her eyes more tight, ravishing the kiss between them, some unwanted memories flash through her mind. With the movements of her own lips syncing with that of Mr. Taylor's remind her of Ruc doing the same thing with that beautiful girlfriend of his. How they were eating each other's face, the scene vividly passing across her mind. And just like that, she jerks herself off of Mr. Taylor taking him by surprise as he too snaps open his eyes while looking at her with wide eyes in which shock is evident. Itzel opens her mouth to say something, anything but it is as if her brain has stopped forming any coherent word right at this moment. She will admit, it was her initiative to kiss Mr. Taylor. Though why, she does not know. But why did he respond to her kiss? He should have pushed her off, right? Whatever she would say now it would look like she does not want to take responsibility of her action which is not the case. But she needs some time, to clear her mind. So, without a

The fiber plate full of delicious food made by Itzel clangs on the floor as it is pushed by Dmitri in a fit of rage. She flinches at that taking a step or two away from where he stands now. Afraid that he might push her like that too, without any hesitation. "What do you think you are trying to do, huh?" He asks her in an angry but low tone. "You think that you are always capable of making things right? To make everything easy with whatever you will do? Well, don't flatter yourself that much! If you think that everyone's world only revolves around you, so that you will feed them to make their fucking mood great, then you are hell wrong!" He spits out through his gritted teeth. "Everything is not easy coming for everyone else just because it is for some rich bratty princess like you! Now, Get the hell out of my face!" Dmitri yells at her and she visibly jumps, not expecting that from her husband. "If not for the damn money for my business, I would not have even married you. Curse my da

It has been two days since Itzel has confessed to Dmitri of having some attraction towards him. And good to say that it has been really nice and peaceful two days since then. Dmitri is loving to have Itzel near him, somewhat near to say. Itzel now lets him touch her here and there and does the same to him but nothing more far than a kiss now and then. But that too is good enough for Dmitri for now. All he is doing now is to try and gain her trust and truly hopes that she would listen to him when his truth of being Ruci Dmitri comes to life. But till then, he will try and secretly mend for those times back then when he should be a proper husband to Itzel. So, he always tries to pamper her in many possible. Like right now, as she waits for him to come to her room so that they could binge watch something on her laptop, Dmitri is preparing her some hot chocolate which she loves and a bowl of caramel popcorn just the way she likes. Placing them on a tray, he makes his way to her room up t

"So, tell me now, how did you learn all these skills?" Itzel asks him sitting across from him on the bed with folded legs."How did I learn what?" Dmitri retorts at her with an amused but innocent face. Squinting her eyes narrow at him, Itzel moves a bit closer to him and lets her index finger to trail down his neckline sensually slow."You don't want to cross me, Mr. Taylor. Trust me." She whispers right into his ear causing him to involuntarily shiver at that. But thankfully, he does not get caught. Damn, this girl! Does she know what effect she has on Dmitri? Of course, she knows! And that is why she is exploiting it to her own benefit now. "Okay, okay. Now, stop teasing me, Ms. Itzel! I might not be able to control myself if you keep up with this." Dmitri tells her as he painfully shifts in his position. "So, you want to know how I know how to treat animals?" She nods in agreement."Yes, how do you, like a professional?" "I went to veterinary medicine school for two years." He t