"Do you fear me?" This was Duke: when he was tender, one couldn't believe those words would come out of his mouth; when he was cold, one could feel the chill meters away.
"Why should I fear you? What are you going to do? Eat me?" Belinda said and raised her eyebrows carelessly. Duke was overbearing, but he didn't scare her. As time went by, Belinda got to know his temperament and found that he was not difficult as long as you didn't push him too far.
"Honey, it sounds that you want me to 'eat' you. How about coming to my villa tonight?" Instead of his icy face, Duke put on a naughty grin and got closer to Belinda.
"Go away! Who wants to be eaten by you? And who will go to your villa with you? I'm not stupid!" Belinda's sweetness turned into a hot temper. She wouldn't let anybody take advantage of her.
"However, you're not in charge." Duke dismissed Belinda's remarks. Nobody could avoid Duke. He would get what he wanted.
"Huh! You think I'm scared? Nobody threatens me." Belinda played with his tie. Her face was full of happiness.
"OK. We'll see." Duke sounded reassured. Absorbed in Belinda's beautiful smiling face, his heart softened.
"You can't be serious!" Belinda got nervous, for she knew very well what he had meant by going to his villa.
"I'm hungry. Let's go and grab a bite." Duke changed the subject, a faint smile lingering at the corners of his mouth.
Belinda checked the time and agreed reluctantly. Her whole morning had been wasted. She didn't know what to do with the files piled up on her desk.
"Duke, I haven't finished reading the files yet and it is because of you, so you have to help me with them after lunch." Duke had spare time to hang around every day while Belinda had to bury herself in work. She envied him.
"Do you mean that?" Duke was about to leave when he heard Belinda's words. He stopped.
"Yes. I got dizzy from reading the files. I hope I can read magazines leisurely on the sofa like you do." Belinda was the only child in her family, so she had to take over the family business. She hadn't dreamed of becoming a businesswoman. She just wanted to be gentle and soft, and be loved by someone who she could lean on when she was tired.
"Is your work so tiring?" Duke looked at her and saw the fatigue on her face. He thought, 'Her work load must be heavy, though YS Group is not as big as my company. She is under a lot of pressure.'
"Are you going to help me or not? Cut the bullshit!" Belinda couldn't stand it when someone was dawdling. All she needed was a simple yes or no. It irritated her when Duke responded to her question with more questions.
"What's my pay?" Duke asked mischievously, ignoring her anger.
"Fine, don't help me. If you do, I think I'll kill you." Belinda said to herself, 'He is impossible! All these questions! It's just a small favor. I wouldn't have asked if he hadn't been disturbing me all morning. And now he wants to be paid?'
"Are you really angry? Fine. I'll finish all your work for you. OK?" Duke looked down and smiled. He realized that he had smiled a lot more often than before since he was together with Belinda.
"You're smart enough to do that. I'll give you credit for that. I'm hungry. Let's go and eat. Your treat." Belinda pouted and squinted at Duke like an angry teenage girl instead of a decisive and capable businesswoman.
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