JADA (18+)

Reasons

Good morning" I spoke to Ms. Elstina, taking a seat around the table filled with various types of breakfast menus.

"You don't speak Russian anymore?" She asked with her signature warm smile that could make almost anyone feel comfortable. Almost anyone.

In response, I smiled before asking for Vorchlivyy's breakfast.

"Is she awake yet? I'm just keeping it warm." Is she awake?

She's not in bed and there is no camera in the bathroom for me to check. Her room door isn't kept locked and I don't want to believe Unpredictable Jada is causing problems at 9 in the morning.

She doesn't come out for breakfast it's usually brought to her by my orders.

"Ms. Elstina, bring Jada's breakfast to her. In the case, she's personally taking care of herself just leave it. But be sure to check."

"Konechno"
Translation: "Sure"

Sipping on my tea in some form of content, I continue reading.

"She isn't in her room at all." Ms.Elstina spoke.

Feeling vigorous this morning Jada?
She really is childish.

I chuckle to myself unlocking my room door. There, I saw Jada sat on MY bed wearing nothing but her towel. Droplets of water trickled down her arms and onto my bed.

Getting up, the print of her lower body that was not covered with her towel caused by water droplets faced me. Wow. What's the meaning of that though?

With her proud, mischievous, smirk, she strolled through my door so casually like the print of her vagina isn't evident to my eyes on my khaki sheets. I swear she was extravagant.

Whichever one of her many stunts this is, it's interesting. I'll play along safely this time. Whatever that's supposed to mean.

Jada set her breakfast tray on the table taking a seat in front of me. The look on her face tells that she's up to something. Should I get up?

Most definitely not! This is my house. If anyone should be getting up here it's her.

"What?" she asked in response to me gawking at her in anticipation.

"Really? So mi can't eat breakfast in the dining room of the place I live?" she asked air quoting the 'live'

"Glad you're making yourself comfortable Jada," I answered immediately wiping the smart smile from her lips and had her mumbling profanities under her breath.

I want to ask about earlier but maybe it's too early for that.

"Vorchlivyy, I can't help but ask. Why do you hate me?" the way she acts the crowd would think we're known enemies.

Even though having someone kidnap her from where she lives and connections just so she can sleep with me is already enough reason. But that can't be all judging by her attitude at the restaurant.

"Yes! Vladbitch, thank you so much for asking. Where do I start? You kidnapped me and brought me here from people I actually get along with to sleep with you and have me live in misery and quarrel with you. Your bitchy and overly hyped attitude your egotistical way of life amongst other things."

In the first half of her accusations, I was guilty of all of them. However, us arguing over what I consider trivial was never my intent.

I thought she would be easy to sleep with.

Bitchy? Overly hyped? Egotistical?

Maybe I do pursue all of them. I just can't see where how or when I do. A crooked man never thinks he's crooked.