Meeting Mr King For The First Time

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Wendy left about mid-afternoon. She purchased Bella's favourite Turkish delicacies. She recalls living in an apartment with Summer around the block from her school when she was in high school.

She was a sucker for sweets all the time. Liam used to buy sweets and chocolate delicacies all the time back then.

He was a lovely, humorous, and fascinating young man. He was a very sweet and innocent young man. Even Bella was sceptical that he could woo her with his attractive methods.

However, after becoming friends with him. She got to know him through Summer. He was adorable, and she made him her first boyfriend for the first time.
He had been her first kiss.

Her first rain dance.

Her entire life. They never made any intimate physical contact, however. He constantly told her that when she's ready, she'll be ready. But everything changed before that.

X X

It was well beyond noon, and Bella was bored.

There was no evidence of the devil, but she knew Alex was with him, and he was in his study working on his projects.
She was still reeling from the morning encounter. He didn't even look at her when she was virtually naked. Even though she wasn't attracted to him, it crushed her feminine pride.

Wasn't she cute enough to make him feel something?

Well, it was finally revealed that he was pansexual.

She, too, was uninterested in him. She changed into her most comfortable outfit and entered the adjoining room with his office.

She recalls his caution not to touch or take anything from his side.

Rules are intended to be broken. The Devil's possessions are supposed to be seized.

It's time to outsmart the devil himself.

At the corner of her mouth, a smirk developed. She opened the drawer again, and this time she took the key to one of his expensive cars. Her favourite black Lamborghini 2020 was there. She like driving on the freeway.

There was only one location she could find inner calm in the midst of this mayhem.

She had been travelling for over three hours when she decided to pull over. She had no idea why she had come here, but this was where everything began.

restaurant Blue Moon.

She walked into the modest, ancient eatery. It was still the same as when she was in high school, when she would come here after skipping classes with her friends and Liam. She drew a circle around the table where she used to sit.
Except for her, nothing has changed.

"Bella?" said an old but friendly voice.

She turned around and grinned.

"Grandpa Mark," she said as she hugged him. She's not been here for two years now.

"What have you been doing, child?" He presented her with a hot chocolate banana milkshake. It was her personal favourite. She was always a sucker for sweets and chocolates.

She sat and looked around; it was around three o'clock, and just a few college students were present.

"Max, how is he doing? Is he still gangsta in the neighbourhood scaring kids away? "She took a sip of her drink.

"He persuaded Mira to tame his ass. He is now a working child. There will be no more street fighting or beatings. Mira can grill his ass even if he goes all alpha male." Mark remarked this while he was placing dishes in the venue.

"Holy shit. You're referring to Mira Roderick, right? The supermodel who had practically every kid in school's crush on her." She was taken aback. They were a strange couple.

"Yes, my child. Mira is dating my knucklehead grand brat. It's been around eight months."

"Can I get a chocolate lava ckae as well?"

The bell rang unexpectedly.

"I'm sorry, but I have to leave." Make yourself at home." Mark went off to attend to the customer. Bella sighed, remembering it was the same place where she met Anthony King.

TWO YEARS AGO

Summer informed Bella about Sara beating up the guy who confessed to her, and Bella burst out laughing. And her explanation was that she panicked when he gave her the rose."

When Alex tried to control her, it was hilarious. He went there to beat up the guy who was hitting on her girl, but he ended up saving his ass because Saara was about to kill that guy." Bella remarked this while reading 'The Alchemist.'

There was a sudden movement in front of the café. There was a lot of media, paparazzi, and cameras flashing. "What exactly is going on?"

"Perhaps Enrique Iglesias is in the house." Summer murmured, and Bella rolled her eyes as her milkshake and chocolate lava cake vanished. She required additional sugary drinks in order to behave.

"I'm going to fetch a smoothie and some cake; do you need anything?" Summer, who was still interested in the saga, was about to order when her phone began to ring. It was Liam who had a ringtone of Linkin Park's "Numb" playing from his smile.

She took it up.

"Where have you gone, Liam?" She was speaking with him while ordering the large smoothie and another slice of her cake. She was rummaging through her pockets for five bucks in change. When all of a sudden, a $100 bill was slapped in front of her.

She smashed against a hard wall or a hard rock chest as a result of the quick motion. When she felt two male strong arms on her waist straighten her, she stumbled.

He was dispassionate, his face devoid of expression as he gazed out into the world. He had a commanding presence and was as cold as ice, but his eyes were telling her things.

She raised her gaze to his stunning features and stormy black eyes.
"I'll chat to you later, babe," she said as she hung up the phone. She blushed and lowered her head in an apoplectic manner "I'm sorry," she said, surprised when he picked up his cup of coffee and walked away.

Jerk.

That was the first time Bella McCain met Anthony King.

X X

When her phone rang, she exploded. It was Martha who called.

"Ms Bella, where have you gone?"

"I'm sorry, Martha, but I'm coming." She paid Mark and took a seat. When she arrived at her house, the sun was nearly down. It took her an additional three hours to return.

She arrived about eight o'clock. She went upstairs and entered her room without looking back. She wasn't afraid of him, but she didn't want to fight him again.

Bella abruptly removed her jacket, and her stomach grumbled. Throughout the day, she just ate a slice of cake and a huge smoothie.

Crap.

She was hungry, but he was always in his studies, and he always skipped his meals, according to her knowledge. So getting her dinner was simple.
She headed downstairs but halted when she spotted him seated at the dining table, staring at his food.

She waited for him to do something, but he didn't. He fixed his focus on the stale meal. She bet it would have fled in terror.

But she isn't sure she wants to share a meal with him. Her hunger vanished all of a sudden.

She dashed back into her room. She was hungry and exhausted. But she would miss a meal rather than have an embarrassing feast.

Her stomach grumbled. She was never very excellent at satiating her hunger.

Her face lit up with a smile.
She remembered her stash of chocolate, sweets, and cookie chips.

She took it out of the closet and began munching on it.

She was never the type of person who was concerned with her appearance. She commended her mother's genes for this, because no matter what she eats, she never gets fat.

She was a curvy girl with curves in the perfect places. She was licking her chocolate as it melted in the July heat. 'Havana' was playing on the radio when she turned it on.

She was still dressed in the same denim shirts and crop top. It was her jam, and she began a sensual dance with chocolate dripping from her hands and smudging her body.
She was engrossed in her own universe. She was dancing and enjoying the flavour of the éclairs melting in her tongue.

Oh, no, no, no, no....

Oh, nana, Havana...

She was singing along with me.

She didn't mind the melting chocolate because she was engrossed in her dancing.
She slammed into something, or rather, someone.

Before she could fall, two pairs of arms encircled her.

What?

She wasn't dancing with anyone else. Then who could it be?

He was holding her in his arms when she opened her eyes. He was still dressed in a black shirt. But his tie was missing, and two of his buttons were undone. As she was drawn into his black eyes.

He drew her to him. His gaze was fixed on her as he spotted the dropping chocolate at the corner of his mouth.
He drew her to him. His gaze was drawn to her when he observed the chocolate oozing from the corner of her lips. "Anthony?"

Bella was taken aback. She was curious as to what he was doing here. When he softly placed his fingers behind her back, she froze. And gently kissed the corner of her lips, taking the chocolate dropping with his kiss.

His  lips slowly touched the chocolate on her cheeks. although she is still avoiding her lips

As she shoved him, Bella froze.
"Pervert," she scowled at him. She wished she could slap him.

"How dare you take advantage of me?" she demanded angrily.

Suddenly, she noticed a flurry of emotions in his eyes, which were obscured by a disgusted expression.

"As if I'm ever going to want to take advantage of something like you." Just look at yourself in this tight short with chocolates flowing from you and the way you're standing right now, it's like you're auditioning for strip clubs. "I've never seen a high-class born lady act like this." He put on a poker face for her.

Bella had had enough of his control and nonsense rules and regulations.
"So what if I'm not the right woman for your expectations? Your Majesty."

"Stop being a disgrace. You're no longer a child. Have some decency." He was enraged, yet his face was emotionless.

"Sue me, lady my a$$. I can't be as perfect as you. Mr. King, please accept my apologies. Your life has been damaged as a result of my actions. But at the the least, don't take away what's left of me. This place makes it impossible for me to breathe "Even though she had sworn not to be unhappy, she finally admitted in a broken voice.

"You feel misery and pain in my household?" he inquired bitterly.

"Do I have to respond?" She was not backing down.
As he ran his fingers through his hair, she noticed his jaw tensed. What a waste, he was sexy as sin but a terrible jerk.

"If you're finished, go out of my room," she said.

She was suddenly pinned against the wall behind her. She became terrified.

"Never, ever speak to me in that manner. You may not have any qualities or values, but I do, and you must follow them." He drew away, and she slumped to the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks. He was standing there, staring at her.

"I despise you." She spoke in hushed tones.

"I know," he said as he walked away, slamming the door in her face.
She was perplexed as to why God was punishing her. What really was her fault? Why did he always slam doors in her face?

X-X

Anthony approached Martha as she stood outdoors.

"Return all of the food; she is no longer hungry. It's a command." as he entered his office. The door was slammed shut.
Martha was perplexed by what had just occurred.

When Young Master came to take a file from his room, he inquired twice about Ms Bella. Around two o'clock. And the second time, at seven-thirty a.m., while he was checking on the supper preparations in the kitchen.

What transpired? She wasn't sure, but he seemed to be interested in having supper with young madam.

What happened?

X X
A/n: Oh my goodness, thank you so much, mah cupcakes, for the wonderful evaluations and positive feedback. I'm on my way to a field trip, but I couldn't help myself. I couldn't stop myself from giving a quick update. Thank you for your response... Thanks. xoxo

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