Arranged To Marry The Enemy •A Mafia Story•

Chapter Eighteen

Be afraid of the calmest person in the room.

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Irina's point of view:

I got home before they did. I didn't even see Roman around. Perhaps he has gone to work. I went to the kitchen and sat down. Should I call Sarah for help or should I just watch it online?

I don't even know what to do. It is a big shame. Roman will get to know that I can't cook today. This is a huge disaster.

What to do?

What to do?

I don't even know. Maybe I should just prepare what I know how to make, right?

Just in, I heard the door of the main door open. They must be here. I don't have to stress myself. Thank God Ruslan knows about this, I am sure loana will understand.

Seconds later, Loana entered the kitchen. I guess she knows the whole house. This house is not new to her, she must have been coming here before.

"Nothing on the stove?" She said in the form of a question.

"I can't cook" I said, exposing myself.

"Whoa, I can't cook. I thought you could cook. Fuck, what will we eat this night?" She asked

I bursted in laughter all of a sudden.

"Why are you laughing?" She asked, confused.

"I thought I was going to get scolded and embarrassed knowing I couldn't cook but I guess I have a great partner here." I said between my laughter.

"You look more pretty and cute when laughing. Anyway you are right. I am a great partner, isn't that nice?" She hugged at the end of her statement.

"Ruslan can help us out. He knows how to cook." I told her when I stopped laughing.

"Let's go and call him to help us." She said.

I stood up from the chair and followed her out of the kitchen to the living. There he is pressing his phone but he is not the only one there, he is there with my husband.

Roman sits far away from Ruslan shooting him deadly glares. Immediately he saw me, his glare was focused on me.

That's a bad signal, so I decided to look away from him.

"I didn't know you could cook." Loana said to her husband.

"I can but I do hate cooking" He replied her and he placed his phone away from him to the table so Loana could get full attention from him.

How romantic!

My husband can never do such a thing to me.

"Come on, none of us here knows how to cook. Help us out." She commanded him.

"Okay, okay. I will. Just know that you will reward me later for going through stress." He said in a romantic way, sending a coffee message to Loana which made her blush. I wonder what that is.

"Roman, join us." She ordered. Roman stood up immediately and followed her. I just stood here with my jaw literally reaching the floor.

So the great Roman Anton can be ordered by someone? Gosh, I am damn jealous of loana. She is blessed with everything. She can even command Roman? Seriously?

I guess I should start learning from her. I hurried up to the kitchen.

I might be able to learn two or more dishes today from Ruslan.