"Bastard!!" Dare Wilson thundered and I couldn't help but shiver. How can he yell on a woman like that? Is she a kid?

He didn't care if she was injured on such a sophisticated, slippery Marble floor? He should be more concerned about her safety rather than being upset.

"I'm sorry...I..a..m really sorry….sir" Rebecca stammered. The wine splash on my feet and I saw her rushed in and came out with a napkin.

"You are so irresponsible! What is difficult about serving an ...