Mia Grant had only said it on a whim, wanting to see him get flustered.
Looking up, she glanced at the closed door diagonally across from her. "Tsk."
'His mouth says no, but his body's honest.'
'Well, this is just perfect. Now he really has to be my slave.'
'In that case, he can't blame me for not holding back from now on.'
Mia Grant didn't really want to eat it, but since he'd gone and bought it...
The next morning, Mia Grant woke up to find her period had started early.
'Was it because I ate too much ice cream last night?' she wondered. 'Or am I just not used to the new environment?'
Her lower abdomen throbbed with a dragging pain, worse than usual.
Another knock sounded at the door, and Mia Grant dragged herself over to open it.
It was a maid, calling her down for breakfast.
Mia Grant didn't want to go, but the thought of the old gentleman made her sigh. She obediently headed downstairs.
Simon Adler was already there.
