A Deal With The Devil

Chapter 4

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They walked into the kitchen where the design were island shaped.

"Cook." He ordered.

"What?"

"I said cook. The contract says that you should cook for me in breakfast and dinner."

"Oh... "

"Have you read the contract properly?"

She shook her head guiltily...

That explains everything.

"You should read it better next time."

She didn't complain to cook. Well in the case, that Simon will shoulder his dad's surgery for full. Cooking for him isn't enough.

He smiled slightly without her noticing when he saw her acting all obidient and not complaining.

She opened the big freezer and tried to inspect it. There she saw a whole chicken. There, an idea popped in her mind, to make a roast chicken that was taught by her mum.

She took off the chicken from the freezer then soaked it with warm water to exfoliate the ice and it's chilliness. She then inspected the refrigerator. She actually surprised by the fridge. It's been a long time since she saw a very full fridge.

She washed all the herbs and spices with water then started chopping them.

Simon was just staring at her while his sitting in a cinder in the counter. His hands on his cheeks like a kid, waiting for his snack to be made, admiring her while she was doing the work. He was amazed by how mastered her hand is when it's cooking. It looks like she doesn't need his help. The way she minced the herbs where so mastered and made it without any effort on. Her angelic look makes him want to kiss her pouty lips. How long will his lust end? He doesn't know why this unusual feeling came to him. He blamed her behavior in the bookstore that makes him chase her more.

Without taking ten minutes, she was able to tie the chicken and put all the herbs and spices in its inside even the lemon. His stomach was already gurgling from the urge and anticipation to eat.

She placed some vegetable in the roasting tray and settled the chicken inside the oven. Heating and timed it into 1hr. 20 mins.

She was done.

"Make sure the food was cooked evenly or I'm gonna throw it away."

"No need Simon. "

"After we have dinner, you go to my bed okay?"

Her eyes widen.

"For what?" She asked scarily.

"You know what I mean woman."

"I don't think so because the cont---"

"The contract says so." He grinned.

Her jaw dropped open. Her sweat rolled down an her face turned red. She regretted of not reading the contract.

"Oh God! Simon you cheated!"

"I did not. You signed the contract which means you agreed."

"You told me in your office that there's no touchy things."

He chuckled abit.

"That's a lesson learned woman, don't worry, I won't do that without your consent, I bet you're the one who's gonna ask me to do it"

Her eyes narrowed in annoyance but decided to shut.

After an hour more, the chicken was cooked and when she took it from the oven, the aroma spreads through the kitchen and makes his stomach gurgle more.

In the dining room....

"Give me some."

She glared at him and took a plate then sliced a piece of chicken and put some rice on it then showered it with some gravy.

When she was reaching for the rice, the big table is unreachable that makes her bend a little exposing her cleavage. He took a glimpse at it and his eyes popped out. Not noticing that he was already staring.

She could feel his gaze that makes her glare at him a bit. Indeed, he was staring at her. She followed his eyes and noticed that he was staring her boobs. She turned red all of a sudden. She immediately stood up to cover the opening of her tops.

Oh God! He was a shameless maniac!

When she finally stood up. He was interrupted with his thought and secretly got angry at Isabella. She just ruined his imaginary show.

She gave the plate to Simon as he poked the chicken with fork and tasted it.

He groaned after he tasted the very delicious food she served that gives her satisfaction.

"Do you like it?"

He nodded as his mouth was still full.

She chuckled.

He wondered, in a year that they will be together how many surprises will he discover from her.

"Eat." He said as he noticed her just watching him eating.

"Oh yeah."

She instantly got up and served herself and eat. She was really satisfied because she just copied her mom's specialty.

"Simon."

He glared at her.

"Where are the maids?"

"In their rooms or probably cleaning."

"I didn't saw them till you last came."

"Yeah because thats the policy here. They must not show their presence to the master. So they will respect our privacy."

"What if they accidentally show up?"

"Then they'll get fired. Besides, rules are not meant to be violated in this house."

She gasped at his statement. He is so rude.

When they were done. Isabella burped unannounced.

His attention immediately on her while her face turned red.

He laughed at her.

"Dont laugh!"

"For such a fine girl, you burp like a big man. Gross."

She frowned. She already hated him. He was acting so rude like a devil.

She instantly pushed her seat backwards and stood up.

Simon looked him to see her sullen face.

"No you don't be rude. Besides, it's not ethical to burp on frontod someone so loudly."

She got out of her seat and turned towards the door. Heat flushed her cheeks from the embarrassment.

"I'm not done here which means you don't leave me."

She didn't bothered to listen but instead she walked out.

"Hey! I gave too much consideration to you woman! First I didn't send your dad to jail even though the debt was ten years ago. And now, you have the right to walk out." He snarl.

He regretted what he said. He regretted snarling at her, but he is not a kind of man who say sorry and he will never say sorry. He don't want Isabella to runaway from him and he don't have any choice but to snarl at her again.

She turned her back to face him because he was even right but she already hated him.

"Is that you way of blackmailing Mr. Ross?"

"I'm not blackmailing woman, I'm just getting used of what I have."

"My name is Isabella not woman."

"Okay fine Isabella or whoever you are. You sit because I'm not done here."

She say like a little girl but bowed her head. She don't want to see him.

Now she probably hated me. Damn!