Its Too Late To Forgive

He purposefully slid his hands further on her bare waist.

"S-s-sir sir what are you doing?"

Bella was scared but Jason seemed to be in no mood to stop.

His hands went further ahead and with no extra pressure he completely entrapped her waist in his half arm. He was able to encircle her completely with one hand!

Bella was still struggling and pushed Jason away. Meanwhile Jason looker at her in utter shock.

"Your waist... "

He did not know what to say. What he touched just now, was it really a normal woman's waist! Jason was a playboy, with almost a thousand lovers rather partners in the past. His past flings included plenty of internarional models and celebrities, but the waist that he touched just now was the thinnest till date.

He was not prepared when Bella pushed him away. While taking his hand back, he felt some abnormality on her left waist.

He wondered , 'what was that? Was that some kind of scar?'

What could have happened to this woman? Why is her body so different from other woman's?

Bella felt his hand on her left waist scar. Her mind was a mess right now... as though someone had discovered her most humiliating secret.

She could not take any more drama. She was literally running with her unstable legs. Jason wanted to help her, he thought that she is limbing as she is too scared and thats why she is having an abnormal walking gait.

Jason had no choice, so he slowed down. Before he came close to the door of the booth, his phone started ringing. He didn't wanted to pick up his call as he wanted to be with Bella. But this call was important, it was from his over seas partner regarding his almost 100 million deal.

Bella ofcourse didn't wait for him. She was already scared of him plus was getting very late. She anyways had nothing to do with this guy.

At booth 1001.. the BOSS's LOUNGE

Bella knocked on the door and entered the booth. As soon as she entered the room, she could sense the eerie atmosphere inside. Under the dim light, she could see some rich clients and the most beautiful attendants of the club, Sheela, Jenny, Tiffany to name the few.

As there was little light, Leela one of the attendants who had thrown up, by mistake, bumped into Bella. Even though it was her fault but she still scolded her.

fuck are

with her steps.. , "You ugly bitch..

with her steps, she swayed her hands in the air and feel on the

out saying, "I am the cleaner. They called me up to help to clean the toilet and the vomit." As

I am

she couldn't stand her voice. She felt as

stop dawdling around. Even the top escort here isn't as cocky as you are,sheesh!!! so ugly... lady monster"

stop herself from insulting

at each

attached washroom. All the VIP booths came with attached washrooms, each equipped with all the necessary cleaning tools in a specially designated closet so they did not spoil the aesthetics of the

Bella emerged from the washroom with a mop and a bucket. She merely kept

she could open the door and walk out , Tiffany's voice came loud,

Hey cleaner aunty STOP!!"

shock, every muscle in her body instantly turning taut. She anticipated something bad to happen.

mood became bad by hearing your grunting voice. Infact I almost pucked."

four months now, so she knew to talk less and work more. She was just a cleaner, so even if they did not like her voice, no one was really going to punish her

her for

bowed 90

any minute. Everyone felt disgusted by Bella who was being so humble that she was taking all the

and sat on the

had sub offices all across the country. His single appointment had a waiting of more then 6 months.

lower lips and said something

when a super hot model who had nothing but sex in her mind, lost his mind and nodded in agreement.

proudly looked at Bella, "Masters' are upset..

has taught her not to act like a hero, where she could not afford to and always know her place

started saying slowly, "I am sorry masters. I am mere cleaner here

by this, Tiffany didn't wanted Bella to

you

and kept her head low while kneeling. He

up to us and drink this glass.. bottoms