Stone Cold K*ller

chapter 20

Sienna Galeon

To the wake of early morning where the sun shines through the opened curtains, colors of orange and pink from the rising sun lights the room. A coolness to the bedroom air sets a comfortable warmth when hugging the blankets around me to warm me up in a cocoon. I've been awake for some time now, staring up at the ceiling, hearing the air conditioning coming through the vents. A soft humming noise settles in this quiet place in bed with Nico beside me, shoulder to shoulder.

I've forgot to undress last night, so I am still in my dress from yesterday.

Good thing I didn't still wear my heels in bed but honestly I probably wouldn't have realized if I did or not because I was so worried for Nicolai and was so focused on him when he got into bed.

Another day, another way to spend with him. After yesterday I have come to realize It didn't matter if this wedding was formal or not. If I am not getting a wedding dress of my dreams or even flowers...

Just the two of us signing papers of his contract and our marriage licenses is good enough.

I wonder if he realizes that I've given up alot for him already. Honestly, I am a little hurt...

Because I don't know if he actually would give up anything for me in return, not that he hasn't yet but I doubt it.

To me marriage is a give or take situation. Or at least negotiate what would be given or taken in regards of said situation.

Maybe I am just flawed in a way that I can't help it. Like right now as I slowly get out of bed without waking Nico up to get ready and give him what he needs, breakfast.

I go to the bathroom to change and brush my teeth for the day. A simple cute low riding denim jeans that flares on the ends, matching it with a deep magenta blouse that buttons up and it has long sleeves. Black boots with a zipper on the sides of them, I zip it up and pull the flare jeans over it. I choose a foundation that actually matches my skin tone when I got it yesterday when shopping. A red and pink tint highlighter on my upper cheekbones, matte nude lips--and dark mascara. Deciding to blush my nose to give it a little cuteness, and a color that sort of matches my shirt with eye shadow.

My hair is brushed and flowing behind my back when I give one last glance from my backside, I leave the bathroom--but not forgetting deodorant...gosh can't forget that.

Making my way to the bedroom door I sneak a glance over to the bed, Nico is still asleep. It's still early morning around 5a.m.

Walking down the stairs everything seems un-alive here. Not a soul in sight, no maids nor guards.

But I thought to soon when I get to the kitchen and see two people and one guard.

They all stop what they were doing and look up at me, "Miss Galeon." A lady nods towards me in acknowledgment.

Nodding in return, "I am just here to make Nicolai breakfast."

She looks at me weird, like shes in disbelief if I ever bet money on ones expression such as hers, "you? Make Master food? Isn't that our job, Miss."

"Yes but I would like to make him breakfast this morning. If its not a bother?" I ask, uneasy.

All of them look at me as if I am lost-or lost out of my mind...that could be possible.

I've learned to cook ever since I was little. Greta is to thank for that, she always told me that making a home cooked meal for a man is the secret to his heart.

So I am taking that advise.

"So if you could tell me what he likes I will be more than willing to get started." I say, feeling really spontaneous.