4 Bella & Dipper

Part 11

We walked though the back part of the pizzeria. The walls were empty grey and smooth like steel. We entered a room with a desk full of paper and a whiteboard with lots of writing. He sat in his chair which was leather and smooth, and told me to sit on the metal stool beside him. I did as I was told, even though I thought it was unfair. It was his office though, and I work for him. Plus, it's not like I could fight this guy, he's bigger then Bonnie.

The tall man put on glasses and started writing on paperwork. I sat there doing nothing for awhile, bored out of my mind.

"What am I supposed to do?" I asked. He looked at me and took his glasses off. He blushed a bit and laughed before turning to his work again.

"What's so funny?" I asked again, I felt embarrassed.

"Nothing, just a personal thought."

Curiously, I asked "What was it?"
I smiled a bit. He didn't remove his eyes from his work.

"Just a dumb joke in my head, it was nothing." He blushed again.

"Tell me." I demanded.

He slammed his pen onto the desk and glared at me, biting the inside of his cheek.

"Didn't mean to piss you off, grizzly bear. I'm just curious."

"Don't forget who's working for who right now." He said sternly.

"I don't care! I'm not even doing anything right now, I'm so bored. Honestly I would rather be chased by Chika with a knife then sit in here."

He got up and pushed me into the wall by my shoulders. I sat while he kneeled to my level.

"If you're not going to listen, I'm going to punish." He said.

"Do it, it'll be more entertaining then sitting there doing nothing." I said in a low voice.

He stared at me for a moment, eyes locked.

"Forget it." He said, letting go of me. "Bon wouldn't be happy."

"Boring." I sighed. I wanted to see what would happen.

Freddy sat back in his chair.

"You wouldn't want him mad at you, would you?"

I wouldn't. I love him. But I'm bored, and stubborn. "He doesn't own me so he can't be mad if you punish me because I didn't listen."

"Not like that dear." He turned back to his desk.

"Like what then?"

He chuckled, A smile plastered his face.

"Fuck you till you can't disobey me."

I gasped and slammed my hands into my face to hide blushing. Did he really just say that? These guys must not get much action.

"You horny prick!" I laughed through my hands.
He laughed back. "You wanted to know so badly!" He got up again and stretched. "You got your answer."

I uncover every my face to give him a sarcastic look.

"And you're blushing." He winked.

"Anyone would blush at a comment like that!" I denied.

"Yeah, if they liked it." He again teased.

I began to stand up again. Dusting my skirt from the dirty floor. He walked closer to me.

"Did you like it, miss blush?" He teased. He was red too. He took another step closer.

"You liked imagining it I see." I replied.