Later that night.

Benjamin had dinner and was waiting in his room. The newly appointed maid with chocolate looks was cleaning the room, but her eyes were on Benjamin. “Can you tell me how you managed to trap, I mean, make Rebecca fall for you?”

Benjamin almost smiled hysterically. “So that’s the first thing you could ask.” He shook his head. “My in-laws think just like you. Everyone in this villa treats me like I’m their enemy even though I’m only trying to be their friend.”

Rebecca came home late at nine o’clock, looking tired. The maid quickly walked out.

“Should I prepare the bath?” Benjamin asked.

“I can do it myself,” she said. “Wait, Jane came to pick you up, right?”

“Yeah, she did.”

“She didn’t do anything funny, did she?”

“No, she didn’t.”

“Mm,” Rebecca entered the showver and walked out twenty minutes later, fully clothed. She always put her clothes on in the bathroom itself, so he never even got a chance to peek at her beauty. She jumped onto her bed in her pajamas.

“You are