Chapter 53 - Dont judge a book by its cover (1) (2/2)

She didn't know he could last this long for having nothing to eat. Wirata looked at the tall and well-built figure in front of her. Summer was looking at her with his puppy eyes, his little face looked as if he was smiling to see his mammy following. She shook her head to the betrayed puppy.

”Arf!” He made a noise to her, Wirata couldn't help to reach to stroke his head. Who could ignore that little cute face? Even the evil boss himself!

Stefan opened the door and walked out, he let the door go without care if it would hit the person who was following him or not. Wirata grabbed the door just in time before it hit her face. She noted in her head that she must remember he was not a gentleman!

Stefan lifted a corner of his mouth. He was testing her instincts. She had never let her guards down which was good. Everybody who was around Stefan Makenzie shouldn't let their guard down. It was for their own good.

He led her to the big kitchen. The tall figure put Summer down, went to wash his hands at the sink and opened the fridge. He picked Summer's milk out, warmed it in the microwave. Then he walked to Summer's spot, where his water bowl was. Summer was sitting and waiting there already. His little pink tongue hung out and his saliva was dripping.

”Why are you this hungry? Your mammy hasn't fed you properly, huh?”

He talked to Summer. Watching the puppy rapping his milk up for a minute then the tall and tough body walked to sit on a stool in front of the counter.

All this time Wirata didn't want to say much, it wasn't worthy to argue anything with this crazy man. She knew that already.

”Now it's your turn to feed me.”

Stefan said to the woman who stood behind the counter and looked at him waiting for his order. She wore blank expression but he didn't think her head had ever been blank. He believed she always ran some hidden plans in there.

”What do you want to eat?” Wirata asked the man who stared at her with his laser gaze as if he wanted to scan her thoughts.

”That's a good question. If you want an honest answer, I would say...hm... I want to eat you. But that can wait till tonight. Right now, I could eat a horse. Just make something quick.”

Stefan said and felt amused to see her face turned red like a ruby. The idea of eating her up every inch stirred his blood and got his body heat up immediately. He watched the slender body in her yellow T-shirt and black pants turned to the fridge and grabbed things out. She moved quick and steady, knowing what she was doing.

”I want to visit my mother sometimes during my stay here.”

She turned to talk to him then went to pick a bowl, cut onion's head and bottom, peeled the skin off and soaked it in the bowl, followed with tomatoes. She beat eggs very fast, seasoning it with some ingredients he didn't know what they were. She opened the freezer, pulled out a package of frozen cooked rice and put it in the microwave. Stefan was watching her entertainingly.

”My men will take you when you want.” He responded with a relaxed tone.

”I like to go shopping sometimes as well.”

”My men will take you.” He said the same words.

”I am not your prisoner, Stefan. I want to go on my own and do the things I used to do with freedom.” Wirata turned to say to him with a serious expression.

”I don't need bodyguards to follow me as you do. I am not YOU.” She continued.

”But you're my woman. So you need protection. It's for your own good. During the one-year contract, you might have to stop doing some of the things you like and be flexible with your new routines.” The dark voice said.

Wirata shook her head with an unsatisfied feeling to what she had listened to. She turned to flip the omelet in the pan. The aromatic smell of fried garlic and onions made Stefan mouthwatering and a couple of minutes later it's done.