Daniel woke from his nap, rubbed his eyes, and delivered a firm, possessive slap to Belinda's ass.
*SLAP!*
*Wobble~ Wobble~*
She jolted awake.
*Yawn~*
The sun dipped toward the horizon. Soft sunlight streamed through the window, while the first glow of the streetlamp began to emerge outside.
"Oh no, I'm late," Belinda gasped.
…
*THUD*
Belinda dressed in a hurry, grabbed her things, clothes, and rushed outside, slamming the door behind her.
Shit, she almost broke my door.
Stepping onto the balcony, he saw Belinda climbing onto the wagon.
"Is everything okay, Daniel?" Esmeralda called from below.
Clearly, the door slam had caught her attention as well.
"Nothing, lady esma. *Sniff*. What are you making tonight?" Daniel asked, saliva pooling in his mouth as the smell of roasted chilies reached his nose.
Esmeralda smiled. "It's a surprise. Don't worry you'll know it tonight."
Saying that, she entered her room.
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