Chapter 39 Punished By My Sugar Daddy(3)

• I take in a few deep breaths, swallow my anger and softly but firmly reply, “Yes.” My answer had an air of confidence and pride that appeared full of gumption. He smiles looks at the ceiling and makes a gesture with his hand as if to say that it is irrelevant. That he is not interested, asserting, “I'm rather sorry for what that man did to you, what I did was nothing to be so grateful for. I helped you because you seemed to be in a difficult moment, it's normal to be of help to someone in times of their needs in life.”
• “Right. Thank you. I knew you were a good boss.” I claim, and smile, heaving a sigh of relief.
• “A boss, so you say?” He teases my mind to think and analyze so many exciting possibilities. Could he be anything more than a boss? Oh, how I wished!