Belinda didn't want Chase to catch on to what was going on in her head, so she was itching to get out of the room.
But just as she turned around and cracked the door open a bit, a big hand reached over from behind her and shut the door again.
She was startled. Her eyebrows furrowed, but she didn't dare turn around to look. "Mr. Larios, what... what are you doing?"
Chase was standing behind her; his warm breath brushed against her ear, carrying the smell of beer. "Nothing."
Belinda could hear her heart pounding. "If it's nothing, then let me go! I need to use the bathroom!"
With a smirk, Chase said, "The bathroom is right on your left. Go ahead!"
Belinda looked left; indeed, there was a bathroom. But it was inside Chase’s bedroom, and it wouldn't be appropriate for her as a girl to use it.
Plus, her intention wasn't to use the bathroom; she just wanted to get out of there.
"Mr. Larios, I don't want to use the bathroom in a man's bedroom. Please, let me go!"
Chase had no intention of letting her go. "Don't worry, my bathroom is very clean. It's cleaned every day."
Belinda fell silent.
To keep away from Chase, she had no choice but to go to the bathroom.
After locking the door, Belinda looked in the mirror and saw her flushed cheeks. She felt so embarrassed.
Luckily, she had been facing away from Chase. If he had seen her like this, how would he have made fun of her?
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