Aurora pov
I walked inside the house, exhausted, I was just coming back from work and I just wanted to have my bath and crash on my bed but of course that won't be possible today as I met Dexter in the living room, he was sitting on the couch, some files on it with his laptop in his lap, After that horrible night, I made sure I was steered clear of his way, it's has been two weeks and I can finally resume work, it's has been lonely I this mansion and resuming work has been refreshing, I ignored him, trying to walk faster to the elevato.
"Come back here," he snapped, I sighed , stopping in my tracks, I turned around, walking towards him, I inspected him and I couldn't remember help but wonde, why is he so handsome and with how long his legs are, I can see he will be very tall when standing, I couldn't deny the fact that he is the most handsome man I have ever seen, he has the most beautiful olive skin, with grey eye's which honestly complement his skin, and those jaws what I would do to run my fingers around it.
"Move closer," he said, cutting me out of my thoughts, I looked around the living room, it was only us here, and I was confused why he said I should move closer but I moved anyway.
"Move closer," he said, and I moved again, I was standing in front of him and I don't know how I feel about us standing so close, he took my hand, dragging me to him, and my eye's widened in shock, I was even more shocked as he sniffed me, that is such a disgusting thing to do, why is he sniffing me? is he a wolf?
"Why do you reek of sweat and meat? where are you coming from?" he snapped, letting go of me, I quickly moved back, sniffing my clothes, I can't smell anything.
"I am coming back from work," I said he glared up at me
"What work?" he snapped, I sighed; I need a break
"I work, mr.king I work I. a restaurant," I said.
"What restaurant?" he asked.
"it's an Italian restaurant, D'amelio cuisine, " I answered, and he pick up his phone I don't know what he saw on that phone, but he looked really angry.
"How dare you work in this lowlife restaurant?" he asked, his voice calm lowlife? I am the head chef, and I have been working there for 8 years, they pay me well . what's does he mean? "I'm sorry lowlife? I asked, and he looked even more angry.
"Resign your job," he snapped and my eye's widened Resign my job? never " I'm sorry mr.king. but I can't Resign my job," I snapped I don't know where I got my confidence from, but he looked very angry "Are you talking back to me?" he asked his piercing grey eye's glaring at me, and I gulped why does this man intimidate me so much?
"You will Resign your job; I won't have you disgracing my name, how can I allow my wife to work In such restaurant? " he asked " This is a contract marriage, mr.king everyone knows , and I am sure they; he cut me off harshly." You will Resign your job, and that's final" he yelled, and I flinched I looked at him, and felt like taking the knife on the centre table and run it through his neck, How can I resign after working with them for 8 years? that are my family, and they are so nice to me; the customers love me, and lot of them tip me a lot, without me in that restaurant, it won't move like it used to, I went on my knees.
"Please let me keep my job; I am the head chef, and they need me," I begged, clapping my hands together
"You will Resign your Job tomorrow, you are a king now; you won't drag the name In the mud," he snapped, leaving no room for discussion, I looked at him frustrated
"So what do I do now? stay in this mansion and roam around jobless?" I asked trying not to snap.
"No, of course not, dear wife from now on you will tend your husband, help me get ready, be at my beck and call and get me everything I need, you decided to marry me anyway, so do your duty," he said, and I gulped, standing up. "You want me to serve you?" i asked, and he smirked, how I wish I could punish that smirk.
"What? is it too hard for you?" he asked, and I breathe out, deciding to keep.y temper in check.
"No, mr.king, I will be at your beck and call," I said though gritted teeth he smiled, and I looked away so I didn't glare at him, " Good, now grab the wheelchair, he snapped, I sighed dropping my bag I went to the wheelchair that's on the side of the couch, wheeling it to him, the wheelchair looks so expensive; it must have cost a fortune.
"Help me on it," he said, and I breathed out, going to him, he moved to the edge of the couch, and I wrapped my arm's around his waist, trying to help him off, but this man weighs so much more than my little frame can carry, I found myself losing my balance, and we both fell to the floor with me under him, my eye's widened as his was awfully close to me; his lips were inches form mine, and we were breathing the same air. out of shock and fear of our lips touching, I pushed him roughly, I heard a loud thud, followed by an ear-piercing scream his head hitting wooden centre table.
"O my God, I'm so sorry," I panicked, trying to bring him up, " Let away from me!" he screamed and I flinched, not knowing what to do, " I'm sorry I didn't mean to push you," I said, still trying to help him, his forehead was red; that must have but a lot.
"Stay away from me!" he screamed, his eyes watering, oh my God what have done? I heard footsteps, Mary and some maids ran to us in sheer panic.
"What is happening?" she asked, and before I could say anything, he beat me to it. "She wants to kill me, help me out of here before I am killed" he said, lying on the floor, Mary's eye's widened as she saw his red forehead and I gulped.
"What did you do?" she snapped at me running to him, I bit my lips, watching as they help him up from the floor, putting him on the chair.
"Take me to my room; I am done for tonight," he said, and I watched all of them, Carrying the files and laptop, j breathe out, slumping on the couch.
"Great, I almost killed a crippled man," I mumble, I remember what had just happened, and I groaned out, I stood up, carrying my bags and running to my room I would rather not face anyone tonight!.