Chapter 4 Don't Tell Anyone

• Dhea squirmed for a moment before settling herself, without opening her eyes, in Hannan's arms.
• Meanwhile, Hannan himself, who had woken up earlier, smiled a little because he was sure that Dhea had not even realized sleeping in a hugging position and was hugged by Hannan.
• At first, Hannan had wanted to get up and make breakfast for them, because he was quite hungry.
• But when Dhea was comfortable in his arms, Hannan resisted the urge to wake up and chose to look at Dhea's peaceful face.
• Dhea wasn't Hannan's first woman, and last night's activities weren't his first.
• He has often had sex with other women, either with or without accompanying sex toys.
• However, for some reason, with Dhea, he felt different. He didn't know what it was, but clearly, there was a strange feeling.
• He had been trying to think about it for a long time, but couldn't get any answers other than him being the dominant one and Dhea being the submassive one, remembering how much he thought she was all night.
• Last night, after Hannan got his first discharge, the two cleaned up and got back dressed.
• Dhea also prepared some snacks because she was hungry and she knew Hannan must be hungry too.
• Shortly after the snacks finished, they had sex again, with Hannan of course in full control that time.
• Dhea herself didn't seem to mind at all, and that certainly made Hannan happy.
• All this time, Hannan had never wanted him to be controlled by his bedmate, no matter what their temperament was.
• For Hannan, in bed, he was the one in charge, and his bedmate would have to submit to him.
• Because… all this time he usually only deals with women in bed, never anything else.
• Except in his professional relation with colleagues or clients.
• “Ngh… is it morning already?” Dhea asked without opening her eyes with her hoarse voice, typical of someone who just woke up.
• "Yes, it's nine o'clock," Hannan replied.
• Dhea finally opened her eyes, looked up, and smiled at Hannan, before getting closer to Hannan, and smelling the man's scent.
• "Don't you want to wake up? I want to make breakfast because I'm hungry," said Hannan, but his hands tightened on Dhea's waist so that the girl would feel more comfortable.
• "Ten more minutes, please? I'll make breakfast later. You're a guest here, and I don't let you cook," Dhea offered.
• "Okay, ten minutes from now on," said Hannan.
• Dhea chuckled when she heard Hannan count it, but she ignored it and chose to close her eyes again.
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• In the end, Dhea only really woke up when it was half-past ten. Twenty minutes slower than she had promised Hannan earlier.
• "What do you want to make for breakfast? Don't you wash your face first?" Hannan asked when he saw Dhea who went straight to the kitchen without washing her face.
• "Make some waffles," answered Dhea and went to the sink to wash her face.
• After that, Dhea went to the refrigerator to take the waffle dough, poured it into the mold, and then headed to the bathroom while waiting for the waffles to cook.
• This of course made Hannan, who saw it, could only shake his head, unable to understand the behavior of his bedmate.
• Usually, the woman who approaches him and even sleeps with him is a graceful woman, whose life or whatever she does, is in order.
• Unlike Dhea, who looks a bit original.
• 'Oh yeah, I forgot. She's still a kid. Just a body like an adult woman,’ said Hannan in his heart.
• When Dhea came out of the bathroom, it was Hannan's turn that went in there, while Dhea headed for the kitchen.
• "What time will you go home, Hannan?" Dhea asked when she saw Hannan had come out of the bathroom.
• "Why? Do you want to kick me out?” asked Hannan back.
• "Gosh, don't answer my question with another question, please. I'm going to cook lunch later.
• "If you eat lunch here, I'll cook more, that's what I mean."
• Hannan chuckled seeing how annoyed Dhea was, before finally approaching the girl.
• He hugged Dhea from behind and asked, "What time do you want me to come home?"
• "Now," replied Dhea origin.
• "Okay, I follow you. I'm not going home," said Hannan.
• Dhea could only shake her head, and then chose not to ignore the man until the waffle was cooked.
• "Do you want coffee or tea?"
• "What kind of tea do you have?"
• “Hm… jasmine, lemon, and lime. Just the cheap one. The expensive ones are out of stock."
• "I want the jasmine one, please."
• "Okay, can I ask for your help? Can you take the waffles to the table? I want to make the tea."
• Although forced, Hannan finally let go of Dhea's arms and brought two plates of waffles to the table, as Dhea had asked for.
• The man waited for Dhea at the table, knowing that Dhea would not be long.
• "What tea are you?" asked Hannan after Dhea followed with two cups of tea.
• "Lime," answered Dhea.
• "How come it feels good to have you? Can I have a peek?”
• Even though Dhea clicked her tongue, the girl still thrust the cup of lime tea at Hannan, letting the man try it.
• "This one is good. Can you change it?"
• "Of course. Haven't you ever tried this lime tea before?"
• "No, just now. And it turned out delicious. Maybe you need a bit more stock. How did you know I was diligent here?"
• "It sounds like we'll see each other again after this."
• "Yeah… how do you know? The day after tomorrow I'll just drop by here on a whim."
• "Tomorrow I will start to work again. It's hard if you want to come here without telling me beforehand."
• "Does that mean I can come here again if I make an appointment first? May I ask for your contact please?"
• "Hannan, are you trying to get me to ask for a cell phone number, right?"
• Hannan chuckled then his right hand reached out to stroke the top of Dhea's head, and it made Dhea silent for a moment.
• "Tsk! Don't mess with my hair. It may make my heart will be in disarray."
• Hannan laughed out loud at that, before finally starting his breakfast leisurely because he felt that he was very comfortable with Dhea.
• "Hey, there's something I want to tell you. This is important, but I just thought about it now," said Dhea.
• "What? What kind of talk is that so important?” asked Hannan curiously.
• "Hm… about what happened last night until now, Hannan, can you not tell anyone, including Daffin and Clarinta?"
• "Hmm? Why?"
• “Yeah… I just don't like them know. Even though I know it's our own business and they're not a fussy person, but… I still don't feel well.”
• "Hm… okay really. But… you don't mind if we 'play' again after this until lunchtime?
• "If you don't mind, I wouldn't mind keeping my mouth shut from them either."
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