No arguments, no BS.”“Thank you, don Alejandro! You won’t be disappointed.” Roberta looked unsure about trying to hug me so I stuck out my han... instead and we shook on the deal.“Another thing. Sara, I expect Roberta to help you with the household work and cooking, but only as her studies permit. Roberta, there will be a small allowance for you in exchange for your work. Also, I will take care of your school expenses.”Sara stepped forward as if to hug me but she stopped at the last minute.“I. Oh how I love that sound! My body responds to it more that his speech and I feel my womanhood clench hard. I moan again, feeling very exposed in my situation, even if I am still fully clothed. Again, I beg my brain to give me a hint; a face… a name… anything about this man or the conversation we had. Knowing me, it was something juicy. “Where am I?” I ask, still breathing heavily. He chuckles again, obviously enjoying my arousal. My cheeks burn in embarrassment. ‘He hasn’t even touched me!’ I. She only perked up when Jen was telling them what network anchors made.“What do you make, Dean?”“Enough. What do you do, Jasmine?”“I’m the Personal Assistant to Mr. James Moody, CEO of Blanche Industries.”She said it with pride, like I was supposed to know who that was. I had no idea, and decided to ruffle her feathers a little. “A Personal Assistant? Is that like a glorified secretary?”She flamed red, and Lindsey couldn’t help herself, giggling at her reaction. “I assure you, it’s much more. “Well? What are you waiting for? Help this man to his feet. He’s fought hard and valiantly; there’s no need to be ogres about it.”He turned to look at Yren speculatively, his mouth frowning. “This one, though, I worry about.” He nodded his head at two more members of the Reds. “Calvert. Ornard. Please hold our new friend, there. I’m not sure I trust him just yet.”As his men moved into position, Arlade looked down speculatively at the swords Yren had dropped. His face was closed, his brows knit..