"I rather if we keep it professional between us. I wouldn't want you getting any ideas that I want to be friendly with you, Mr. Meru," Bella said she pulled her hands off of the counter and put them in her lap when Misha leaned forwards and rested his head on his hand. He was to close for comfort for Bella's liking.
"Oh? And did you learn this by sleeping with every female slave you came across?"