Meanwhile, Drake's request has snapped Morgana out of her defeated state.
"Excuse me, but I seriously don't want any part in this game you're playing." Morgana said to him, their eyes now holding each other's in place.
If Sarah was to come in now, things would get crazy.
Morgana would get the blow of course.
Seeing how serious Drake looked, Morgana stepped back.
Drake was a bit lost in what was happening to him. His emotions are all over the place.
The urge to possess her, the urge to get her away from her life of a serving girl like he was meant to do that at all cost.
"I won't force you to leave your work because I believe I could give you double your salary every month, if it's money you want, but I can't guarantee that I would stop pursuing you.
And I will still leave my offer open, if you ever want to get out of there. Either by force, which abduction could cover..." Drake scratched his head a little, even stunned by his own total shamelessness and bluntness.
"Or if you want me to convince Sarah to swap you with one of my own workers, if you feel guilty of leaving her chores to her, without assistance."
Drake couldn't be more reasonable and it wasn't all the time, he was this considerate.
Morgana, who was about to flare up once again, suddenly had her ears perked up.
It was the part that he might be able to convince Sarah to willingly let her go that interested her.
This is a golden chance to give Ayana a good life, before they return home.
To spend all the money they've made. So tempting, but looking at Drake in the eyes once again, after her expression had given her away to Drake that she actually wished to leave Sarah's home.
The only thing that filled Drake's head now, was a song of praise.
It took him all the willpower he could gather to not look at her breast once again, but knowing there's a chance they will be under one roof soon, his eyes seem to move on their own and land on her cleavage, before he quickly looks up.
Damn it! He cursed inwardly.
Can't you hold it and at least flow with this mood for now?..... He scolded himself, but it was too late.
Morgana realized something.
If she was to give in to this man, she's putting herself under his claws. He was like this when they were not at his place or where he could easily approach her.
What will happen when they could finally be closer?
This is practically using herself as the bait to let Ayana have some peaceful life for the rest of the years they have left.
Morgana finds herself not brave enough to just hand herself to this man.
She could plan to run away after he took her away from Sarah, but who did they know in this world?
What if they run into trouble?
Perhaps, she should just endure the few years remaining and stop entertaining this man.
Look at him already checking out her cleavage, when she hadn't even given an answer yet. Morgana thought and took in a deep breath before exhaling.
And aside from all this, there's a possibility that Sarah might refuse him and what happened next?
Definitely not something she wants to imagine.
"No will do." She rejected flatly, but was ready for some headache of an argument, but Drake reached his hand in his trouser's pocket, brought out his business card and put it in between her palm.
"I know you have your wild imagination and all, but I'm not as bad as you might be thinking. I want you, but I'm not going to force myself on you.
There's no fun if the other party wouldn't give consent. Still, It will all depend on your will power, because I won't give up on you." With that he sat back on the bed and before Morgana could react, footsteps were heard.
She quickly keeps the card in the pocket of her gown.
Drake rejoiced in his head.
What an interesting woman. He thought, now curious to know more about her.