"Yes sir!" Rachel firmly admitted. It seemed like this was the right time to confess her pent-up feelings to Nico. The man who had made him infatuated since the first time he met the slanted-eyed man. Until Nico separated from Sofia. Rachel still kept the taste neatly in the deepest drawer of her heart.
"What's?" Nico squeaked, dropping an annoyed look, how could Rachel confidently admit that she had been eavesdropping on him.
"If you want, let me take care of you. Even for the rest of my life, I am willing, sir!" said Rachel full of fear. Rachel's fingers were shaking, her body felt cold. With a rush of blood that actually flows very profusely.
Nico was getting more and more clueless about what Rachel was saying to him. Nico's face was made even more irritated by him. Nico was at a loss for words to find common ground about what he was talking about with Rachel.
