Chapter 8 Bartender

Mila POV
"What's wrong Mila" Kane's deep voice made it to my ear making my eyes snap upwards at him. I smiled and shook my head "Why?" I asked. "Your face is all red, and it seems your... Well, you hardly blush and the meal doesn't have any pepper so it must be something else" He explained stunning not only me but Mara too. How did he know all that? Mara looked at him for a while before diverting her gaze back to her meal. Mara is a smart girl and she must have figured something because I have seen that look on her face a few times. But I don't bother to remember where and I didn't even know or care how Kane came to know all those things because my mind and body have already been invaded by that stupid male and I don't think I was winning the war and my pussy is throbbing already.
'I don't even know his name' I said inwardly, but it's my fault because there's no way I'm asking him for his name. After all, it always leads to attachments and I don't don't seek pleasure with any strings attached although it seems I'm already attached. But not asking him for his name is better though as we made a deal and the less I know about him the better for me. I'm bent on completing that deal, even though I don't know how my body will react after that but I must win that deal first and show him, he is nothing, I have never lost in anything relating to this and I'm not losing to him either.