Fearless | Kim Joon Goo

Chapter 4

"Breakfast for dinner." Goo said joyfully while placing the food he had cooked.

I chuckled at what he said. Goo cooked sunnyside up egg along with bacons and fried rice. My stomach growled as soon as the smell of the food entered my nose.

"Amira, don't make it so obvious that my cooking skills is top skills." Goo joked.

"I haven't even tasted it. The smell might be tricking me." I joked back.

Goo was fast to get along with. He's comfortable to be with, also. Maybe beause of his playful nature that made me feel snug around him. As if I had knwn him for years already that I know that I can trust him.

We sat down on the wooden chair from the dining table. It was a carved wooden chair in a white painted color. The table was also the same, only that it has golden design on it. Porcelain plates was on the table. The silver utensils placed beside the plate.

This place literally screams lavishness. Even the small details on the walls are expensive. I know that because the our mansion in japan is also like that. I can differentiate what is real and not. I studied it for the jewelry business that Mom owns.

"Let's eat?" Goo asked and I nodded at him.

The house looks empty. It was als quiet, the only noise I can hear are from the utensil that hits the porcelain plate thatt echoes.

"Where's the old lady?" I can't help but notice.

Goo's head rose and his eyes met mine. "Oh, you mean Mrs. Shim? She sleeps at early six."

"Is Mrs. Shim your only worker?" I asked.

Considerng her old age, she probably ould have a hard time going around the big house. It would be a big trouble for her to do all the work here. Cleaning this white house is very hard since any stains and dust would be very visible.

"Nah, Mrs. Shim would die early if she's my only worker her." I don't know if that was a joke or not.

I glared at Goo which he just laugh at. It's not good to joke about someones death. Especially when in front of the food.

"That's not a nice manner." I frowned.

He chuckled. "I'm sorry, Amira." He took a sip at his water. "I have workers who come here early in the morning and late night to take care of the house."

"That's good." I took a bite from the bacon and munched it.

"Why?"

I swallowed the food in my mouth. "Nothing. Also, please stop making Mrs. Shim wear a maid outfit. She seemed uncomfortable with it."

"She is?" Goo asked with his eyes wide. "She never told me."

I can't help but roll my eyes. "Of course she wouldn't tell you. She's probably too shy to tell you, or worse, afraid o you."

Goo nodded his head. "Good point. I'll put that in mind." Goo stopped moving. "Why am I following your orders again? Last time I remember I only have one boss."

I giggled. "Well, maybe now I'm the boss."

"Then let this servant pay his respect to you, your highness." He said in a formal tone.

The both of us laughed.

"You don't fit the role of being the servant, Goo." I said while trying to calm down.

He flashed a boyish grin. "Then should I be your prince, instead?"

"Absolutely..." I slowly stopped to tease him. "Not."