I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Holding back his anger, Jack took Anne to his room. He ignored his clothes which were dirty from Anne's vomit. Some of the maids just smiled when they saw Jack was carrying Anne into the room. Because they didn't want to disturb them, the servants finally chose to clean up the rest of Anne's vomit near the sofa. Erick, who was previously called by Jack, came in a hurry and looked confused when he couldn't find the master who called him.

"Mr. Jack has brought Miss Anne to the room." A middle-aged maid told Erick what Jack was doing.

"Room?"

"Yes sir," answered another maid quickly.

Erick only smiled at the words of the master's maid. Because he did not want to interfere with Jack's activities, Erick finally returned to the study to finish his pending task of interrogating the private detectives sent by Steffi.

"This idiot is really just looking for trouble, who told you..."

Slap!

A slap hard enough landed on Jack's cheek suddenly, that he couldn't continue his speech.

"Who's stupid? You're stupid, Jack!!" The drunken Anne screamed loudly as she opened her eyes widely after throwing a slap on Jack's cheek.

"You know what you've just done, Anne?" said Jack in annoyance .He had never been slapped by anyone in his life, especially by a woman.

Anne smiled broadly so that the rows of white teeth were clearly visible. She then grabbed Jack's collar and pulled him tightly so that Jack was now very close to Anne, who was lying on the bed.

  "You! Why are you being so nice to me, Jack? What do you want?" asked Anne softly, her nose touched Jack's because of the close distance between her and Jack at the moment.

"How much did you drink? Why is the alcohol smell so strong, Anne?" asked Jack in return, narrowing his eyes when he smelled the alcohol coming out of Anne's mouth.

Because Anne was under the influence of alcohol, she couldn't think properly. Instead of answering Jack's question, who looked angry, Anne pushed him so hard that he fell backwards. Jack, who was still very surprised by her actions, was even more shocked when he saw Anne suddenly climb on top of him. She slowly crawled over Jack's body. Seeing Anne who turned wild made Jack very shocked. He didn't do anything. He let Anne do what she wanted. He wanted to see how far Anne would do this.

But Jack guessed wrong. Anne ended up falling asleep on top of him. Realizing that Anne was sleeping, Jack then massaged his forehead which suddenly felt sore. He slowly pulled her body to the side so that Anne was now lying next to him. The clothes that she was wearing were now dirty and wet because of her own vomit which was on Jack's clothes as well. Feeling uncomfortable with his wet clothes, Jack finally got out of bed. He took off his clothes which were stained with Anne's vomit. Having managed to remove his coat and shirt, he climbed back into bed. Jack slowly unbuttoned Anne's shirt buttons one by one. His heart was beating fast when he saw the plain black bra that Anne was wearing. Although the bra that Anne wore was not a push-up bra, but because she was sleeping, her breasts look fuller with the bra she was wearing. 

"No, Jack, you can't do this. If you touch her while she's asleep like this, then you're nothing more than a mindless rapist," Jack said quietly as he stopped his hand from touching Anne's bra. 

So he then closed the shirt that Anne was wearing. He then jumped down from the big bed and walked straight to the door. Not long after, a maid entered with Jack, who was still shirtless. 

"Take off all her clothes and clean her body, I don't want to sleep with her in such dirty conditions." Jack spoke quietly as he handed the white shirt he had just taken from the closet to the maid who had come in with him. 

"Yes sir, I understand," replied the maid respectfully as she accepted the shirt Jack had given her.

After giving the shirt, Jack then went to the bathroom. He wanted to refresh his body and soul under the shower. The way he'd been doing for the past few months to avoid contact with Anne. The one thing Jack didn't want to do was make love to a drunk woman. He didn't want to have the most intimate relationship with an unconscious woman. Jack didn't want to have sex with a woman who didn't respond to him. That was why he avoided Anne for now and let the maid did the task he wanted to do before, cleaning Anne's body of her own vomit. 

When the master entered the bathroom, the maid Jack had invited in immediately did her job. She deftly took off Anne's dirty trousers and shirt, leaving only her panties and bra. She then washed Anne's body with a small towel that had been soaked in water. After feeling that Anne's body was clean enough, the maid then dressed Anne in Jack's shirt, even though sleeping in a shirt was a bad idea, but it was the most appropriate choice at this time. Because Anne's clothes that were left behind a few days ago had been returned by Jack because Anne kept asking him to bring her clothes, at the moment Anne didn't have any clothes left at Jack's house.

Because her ob was done, the maid left her master's room. She took Anne and Jack's dirty clothes that were on the floor to be washed. Ten minutes later, Jack came out of the bathroom. He wore his bathrobe to cover himself. 

"The maid was quick." Jack stepped onto the bed to see Anne who was asleep. Her cheeks were red from the effects of the liquor she had drunk earlier. 

"Don't ever drink without my knowledge, Anne, or with another man. You really are very dangerous. Stupid girl," Jack cursed softly as he pinched Anne's high nose in exasperation.

Anne squirmed when Jack pinched her nose. She then changed her sleeping position with her back to Jack, who was sitting beside her. Because he didn't want to bother her, he finally decided to wear his clothes. He did this to avoid unwanted things to happen. Jack didn't want to take his cold shower for more than twenty pointless minutes, not to mention his business with two private detectives sent by Steffi wasn't even over. 

"I'll take what's rightfully mine while you're awake, Anne, not this time. This time I'll let you go, my naughty little cat." 

Continued