The joker's protege

3.lets see HOW IT GOES

Tyler's pov:
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I've been having this weird feeling since I met Khloe back at her dad's office but I pushed it to the back of my mind.... I've got no time to start loving anyone. Just one night stands, that's all!

Getting out of my room to get some coffee from the kitchen, I met Khloe cooking and I know that aroma tooo well... She was making spaghetti and meatballs.

It took everything in me not to smile. “Good morning", I muttered... By the looks of it, she didn't know I have been here for a while now because I saw her jump out of fear.

“sneak up on me like that again and imma kick you in the balls" she said.... I have to admit, I like her feisty attitude.

“Seriously?... I'm so scared", I teased. “You better be" she said rolling her eyes.
After setting the table, we both sat down and ate without anyone talking. I decided to  ask some questions.

“So, have you ever had a boyfriend?" I asked. There was short silence before she finally spoke up. “Yeah.... Before you ask I had six. I started dating since I was in high school but it never worked out because they had this feeling I was ‘daddy's spoilt brat'. That shit always pissed me off... After my last boyfriend in college, I gave up on relationships.... No more questions, but I get to ask you one since you asked me" she said. Wow, six boyfriends.. I thought she was innocent and had no experience with relationships, I guess I was wrong then.

“Sure, you can ask your question" I said to her. “why are you in this business you are in?" she asked.... Shit why can't she ask a simple and less complicated question. I didn't answer her question and continued eating.  I didn't want to remember why I joined this kind of business.
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Khloe's pov:
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Was he mad at me for asking such a question? He didn't even say a word after my question and I was sure he was disturbed by the way he looked.

“I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to get you mad. I didn't know it was a sensitive topic for you" I pleaded.  Way to go Khloe. We were finally speaking and you had to ruin it with your stupid question.. Ughh!

“It's fine", he mumbled. I sure hope so. Not that I care about him though..  I just don't want to be on his bad side.

We finished eating breakfast and he left for work leaving me in this huge house alone. I wonder why he has no maid... ‘I'll just go around this house', I thought.

I saw different rooms which were mostly painted black. I noticed he liked the colour  a lot, most of the clothes and shoes he wore are black. I also noticed I didn't see any pictures of him with his parents.. Are they dead? Did they disown him because of his job? Those questions kept ringing in my head.  I couldn't ask him because I didn't want to annoy him further.

I got to a room which had large doors, I hope this isn't locked.... I pushed it open and I saw the most beautiful thing I've ever seen..... The room was filled with different flowers and pictures of a woman who I assume is his mother. The room was mostly made of glass with sunlight coming in from different directions making the flowers blossom.

I wouldn't tell him I found this room, I would come here anytime he's not at home... I definitely love this indoor garden.

Spending most of the day in the garden, it was 7pm... I quickly went to the kitchen to cook...  Immediately after I finished cooking, he came inside. “Hey" he greeted me.
“Hi" I said.... “umm... Dinner's ready so go take your bath... Should I wait for you or should I go on? " I asked. 

“Wait for me... I want to see your face when eating, you're my wife afterall" he said making me blush without being able to control it. Was he being nice??
“Okay" I said.

After some minutes, he came downstairs from his room and I was gawking at him...  I haven't looked at him this way before..  He had a well defined jaw with pointed nose and dirty blonde hair...  He also had blue eyes like mine...  I wonder how hard his abs will be... Did I just think that!?

I think he saw me staring at me me and he said “Stare all you want baby" and he smirked making me blush.

He was being nice earlier and now he's flirting. “let's eat", I said. We ate our dinner in silence... Strangely, I enjoyed his company. “Nice food", he complimented...
“I never knew you could cook though... You seemed like you had hundreds of maids back at your father's house" . “yeah we had maids" I said “I didn't let them cook for me though.. I love cooking because it makes me relieved from stress"

“That's nice...  I also know how to cook" he said... “Since tomorrow is Sunday I'm cooking breakfast".. “ Oh really, I look forward to that" I said

Today was actually kinda fun... We had conversations and I know something about him... He can cook... This relationship might work out since it always does in movies..

I don't want to have high hopes but let's see how it goes.