She calls herself a professional stripper and an advanced harlot, yet the simple presence of the mafia prince is enough to turn her world upside down.
She rolled her eyes as she did so, it was something so horrible to do, and the mere thought of it was enough to break her heart into million pieces.
"Chelsea! How can you be drooling over a man you just met?" she whispered to herself, wondering if she would ever even get an answer to the question.
This is supposed to be pure business, and its strictness is supposed to surpass any knowledge of her trying to fall for the man.
Simply thinking about the incident that just happened is something worth talking about, how they met, with him scaring the hell out of her to an extent of making her break a bottle of whiskey.
To say that she was not startled by him earlier that evening is an understatement, she was afraid of him, and she even thought that he might have asked her to pay heavily. Well, he did, but she is happy that they came to a compromising end.
Chelsea was deep in thoughts when Jaxtyn returned to the room carrying a box of pizza and a bottle of red wine alongside two bottles for them.
She smiled upon seeing him and was amazed when he noticed that she could help him out, and so she scurried out of the bed, rushing to help him.
Jaxtyn offered her the pizza box, muttering in a small voice making sure that she hears it because the remark was shot at her.
"At least, she wouldn't break a cartoon of pizza," he said provocatively.
Chelsea's cheeks grew hot, she had the anxiety to punch him at the back, but later on, decided that it wasn't worth it at all.
Sighing, she walked with the cartoon of pizza to the bed.
"When did you buy this? or you had guessed earlier that I was going I come?' Chelsea asked raising a brow.
Jaxtyn was fast in silencing her, he didn't want her to talk too much, especially in issues that were as trivial as such.
"Just let it be, the only thing important is that we have something to satisfy our belle for now," he mouthed.
All Chelsea did was roll her eyes against what he just said, nothing would have caused him anything to actually speak the truth but no, he wanted it to look so dramatic, and it has.
Sighing, she decided to look at things towards the bright side and not worry much about known what had happened or not.
Jaxtyn had actually sensed this moment and had quickly messaged Louis to pick him a Pizza box. as fast as possible, and before Chelsea could finish her bath, he received a message from Louis indicating that he had arrived.
As easy as it was, he is happy that he could offer the lady something to it.
Jaxtyn sighed as things were moving favorably towards his side, he adored it, and there is nothing more to even think about other than that.
Chelsea crawled on the bed, and Jaxtyn trailed behind her.
Sitting while leaning on the bed, she started opening the cartoon of pizza.
The aroma from it was mind-blowing and she knew already what it was.
Cheese and pepperoni pizza, topped with excess chopped meat to meet their taste.
Sniffing as much as she can, she breathes out muttering,
"I love the flavor," Chelsea let out.
Jaxtyn smiled. He had not known what to other, so he had ordered the first thing that was in his mind. Kt turned out that she loved it.
"If it smells good, let's waste no time in having a good time eating it then," he replied.
After hearing this, Chelsea used a pen knife attached to the box to do the cutting, and when she did, she set aside and cut off the second piece.
Handing it to the man that sat beside her, he whispered in a cool voice, "Thank you, I appreciated it," he let out.
Chelsea wanted to talk but thought it wise to shut her mouth up because she didn't want this blissful moment to turn into a night of quarrel. Besides, things are going on so well to turn it into a misfortune right now.
Dipping her teeth into the slice of pizza, she enjoyed it so well.
"Uhmmm! this is yummy, I love it," she exclaimed.
Her funny expression and mouth watery sounds only ended Jaxtyn laughing so hard as if he was a fool.
His deep and rich sound echoed in his throat. Like seriously, if he could always be beside her, then he would have enough reasons to laugh often.
Sighing, he decided to taste it too, and he had the same expression that had clothed the lady a few seconds back, just that in this case, he exaggerated with his funny sounds.
As before, it was Chelsea's turn to laugh and it made Jaxtyn happy to know that his joke was that funny. It actually was.
"Alright, we can call that a draw now, I pray we don't have to talk about it now," Chelsea muttered.
It was comprehensible, and he was quick to adhere to that fact.
Sighing, she decided to look at the bright sight of things, here she is in the Mafia prince's house, eating and drinking, she is having the best fun of her life.
So far, Jaxtyn had not made an advance towards her as if he wanted them to go intimate, but it didn't bother her because she knows he will.
Maybe now, they are just having a meal that will sustain him on doing whatever he wants, and she wouldn't get tired or dizzy along the way.
That was quite a good thing to think about, especially now.
Chelsea and Jaxtyn ate together, and they drank a lot too, barely talking about anything that was coherent.
Signing, she knew it was a good thing she was having a free meal.