Quarrel of the unmutual

Krizzia waited for him to finish bathing, patiently. Wrapping herself with a thick comforter, she reflects the decision she had made. Closing her eyes tight, as well as straining her lips was the thing she could only do after the crazy act. Inside her mind, the face of a pleased woman flashed repeatedly making her go nuts. Can hardly believe and swallow.

Hunt went out of the bathroom with a towel hanging in his hips. Krizzia didn't notice him right away. He saw how bothered she was, somehow it amuses him. He knows that there's nothing to be amused about, he just can't avoid it after being fooled by her bravery.

He never thought that a virgin lady like her would be able to con him. He's amused by her bravery. Even after the pain he caused, she did not dare to show pain. To be honest, Hunt's principle in life was not to take a virgin above his bed.

"You alright?" he asked, startling her. She glanced at him and avoided gaze after. To her, he's a fire which can burn her to ashes.

Instead of answering his questions, "Are you done? Can I use the bathroom now?" her words are a bit off and irritating.

He smirked, shrugging his shoulders after. "I'm done. Feel free." then he's gone to his closet.

She sighs heavily before moving her numbing legs, they're shivering though in her mind she has to clean herself for she is feeling sticky underneath. However, when she stood up... she lost her balance and fell on the floor.

He was about to remove the towel in his hips, when he heard a loud bang outside. Worries got him and rushed out of the closet immediately. A girl in his polo welcomes his vision. She's biting her lips, groaning silently with eyes closed. In her situation, he could tell that she was in pain.

He just shook his head before making his way to her. Helping her even without asking her permission. She was surprised to feel him by her side. He's silent while supporting her way to the bathroom.

"There are spare towels on the rack, you can use it. For body amenities, there are also plenty of shampoo and soap. Whenever you need anything, just call me." he stated as if he's evaluating a renter or a visitor to his home.

He opened the door for her, letting off her after. He sighed as he noticed the slender body of her. She saw him looking at her body and so she covered her chest with her arms, embarrassed. "I'm cool, if you have no more to say... then leave me alone." how dare he pretend to be generous when he's initially not?

He chuckled at her attitude, this woman is indeed hard to deal with. He turned his back on her and left. She sighs in relief when he's gone from her sight. That guy was really something, he has this ability of making her breath short.

After bathing, she wiped her body very well. Lately, she noticed how transparent the polo is for her chest. Her cheeks burned because of how dumb she was. "That perverted arrogant boss!" she hissed in irritation.

Hunt was standing on the balcony, drinking a glass of wine while overlooking the busy city at night. He's wearing a white shirt for tops and pajama pants for bottoms. Looking so domineering even on his back. If only she knew different perspectives of him, she might mistook him for being kind.

"Does my back attract you much more than me facing you?" he's smirking when he asks that to her while turning to see her near the bed.

She rolled her eyes at him with her arms crossed in her chest. "Dream on."

He drank the remaining wine, and placed the wine glass back to the table. The room is dimmed, only the lights from the kitchen and the city lights are helping them to see things clearly. "How rude of you." he commented as he walked towards her. She stepped back.

"Don't you dare come near me." She threatened while he laughed.

"I'm just going to sit by the bed. Relax. As if I'm going to harm you. I don't bite Miss Quinn." he's annoying and she's annoyed badly.

Krizzia loosened her guard from him and breathed in. She brought herself to the kitchen and searched for water. Her throat suddenly felt dry. She doesn't know what he has done to her to make her feel tense. She just felt it.

"Alright, Krizzia. After this night, everything will be back to normal. You won't see him again. This is for your mom, her medication. You don't have to be feeling regretful. You sacrificed for something important. It wouldn't be thrown to waste." she cheered herself up before drinking the glass full of water. Not knowing that he's following her silently.

She was facing the opened refrigerator while she was talking to herself, when he cuffed to distract her. She jumped out of surprise at his sudden appearance. Luckily, she was able not to lose hold from the pitcher. Her breathing went faster, she heavily breathed in. Nervous, due to nearly losing someone's object. This man is a son of an evil, if ever she breaks the pitcher... he might as well ask her for compensation.

"Could you quit jumping on someone without giving a notice?!" her blood pressure went up upon seeing his face. Putting back the pitcher before slamming the refrigerator's door.

Her annoyance left him questionable. What did he do? Why does it make her mad? He followed her back to the living area, the room they're occupying was like a studio type. No room except for the bathroom. "What's wrong with you? Why were you sensitive over me?" confronting her was the evidence of his annoyance towards her mood.

She gasped sarcastically, "Really? Just by a simple conflict which was obviously caused by you was unknown to you?! Do you even know how shocked I was when you showed up beside me unnoticeable?" he won't get it because he has nothing to worry about. Unlike her who has lots of concerns telling her to be careful because she was no longer the spoiled brat who can easily afford everything she desired to pay.

He's looking at her, unbelievably. "You're unreasonable, Miss Quinn. Just because of a simple startle was the subject that makes you mad? How lame!" Hunt being himself who despised to lose over someone was raising his own pride. Which she abruptly ignored.

Krizzia who's tired of arguing, remained silent. Ignoring his rants over her.

Seconds turned to minute, no one dared to break the silence not until Hunt gave up with a heavy sigh. "Why didn't you inform me that you are inexperienced?"

He's a bit shy, whereas he wants to know her reason. She glared at him, with her brows met each other. "Why should I do that? Isn't it you who provoked me of being a prostitute? A bitch?" insulting him, as well as making him feel guilty. "You're crazy." and then looked away.

"Look, your job made me say that." He went near her, she moved away.

She gasped unbelievably. "Really? Are you fooling me with your excuses? What if I worked at a bar? Does every girl look dirty in your vision because we are working at a club? You're unreasonable!" Then she walked out. Going to the door.

Seeing her leaving alerts him. He stood up and chased her. "I'm just a person, I'm not perfect. It's natural for me to predict it wrong!"

"Wrong my a'ss!" she turned the knob and ran outside. With his white polo as her cloth.

He bit and licked his bottom lip, making large steps and caught her wrist. Turning her quickly and in just a blink of an eye, she's in his arms in a bridal style.

"What are you doing! Put me down!"

How could this woman be so hard to persuade? He just shook his head while bringing her back to the suit. "I said put me down!" she slapped his chest continuously while scheming. "Argh! So annoying!"

He throws her on the bed, "Don't you notice what you are wearing? Have some respect with your flesh, woman." with his hands resting his hips, he reprimanded her.

"Respect? You don't even know the meaning of that word! Do you even know that you're the first person who disrespects me?! How could you!"

Totally, amusing. His mind says. "It seems like you forgot a very important subject, Miss Quinn. My offer expired and that you're the one who took the initiative upon activating that offer again. Tempting me! If you feel like you are a victim, then so do I!" thus, she's a complete package of an annoying lady.

Her lips parted in shocked. She wants to throw words back to him but something from her throat resist her for doing so.

He left her for a call, while she's reflecting herself. Embarrassed. If only she could ask for the land to eat her, she might as well done it.