Bullied and the Bitch

Chapter 30: Cute Butt

As soon as El can walk again, I lead her on a tour around the house.

Her mouth gapes open almost permanently. She stares at everything with wide eyes. "It's... it's so grand," she says, looking at the hall, staring at the chandelier. "I feel like Belle in Beauty and the Beast."

"Would you like to dance?" I ask, holding up my arms.

"I can't dance," she admits quietly. I drop my arms and look at her. She has her hands behind her back and is looking down at the floor.

"Then I'll just have to teach you," I say. She smiles widely at this but doesn't take even a step forward.

"Raincheck?" she says. "I really want to see your kitchen."

"Fine," I say. "But you won't escape this so easily."

She just smiles. We go by the theater, where my mom is deep into one of her soap operas. I show her some of the many rooms of our mansion, but she's not so interested.

"Kitchen!" she whines as we get to the final leg of our tour.

"Fine!" I say, unable to believe how bratty she's being. I take her hand and lead her to the kitchen. We go past the dining room, then towards the kitchen. I open the door – Aaron, and his assistants stare at me. I enter, ignoring them, and take El with me. She pays the chefs no mind either, looking around the kitchen in awe. It wasn't the first time I was in the kitchen, but the way she was looking at it made me see it in a new way too.

"Incredible!" she exclaims with a happy little sigh.

"You're Ms Brooke, right?" Aaron asks, approaching her. I almost let out a low, possessive growl.

"Yes," she blinks up at him. "How do you know...?"

"You're the girl Eston has been going on about. I swear I don't know anyone who hasn't heard about you," he says. "I'm looking forward to seeing if you really are as good as he says." And then Aaron smiles. And alarm bells go off in my head.

The alarm bells get louder when El smiles back, blushing in her embarrassment. "I'm not that good."

"I doubt it – Eston himself is a rare gem. He can cook as well as he can spot raw talent. So like I said – I'm looking forward to seeing your abilities. That is, if you would like to."

El opens her mouth to answer but I cut in. "Not right now," I say. "El's had a couple of busy days. She needs to get some rest."

My girlfriend pouts. "I'm fine!"

I glare at her. Aaron chuckles.

"If the young mistress says so, then I'll comply. But feel free to visit the kitchen whenever you like, Ms Brooke." El nods at him. I usher her to the door, then shoo her out of it. I turn my glare to Aaron. He chuckles again. "Don't worry, miss, I won't lay a hand on her."

My eyes narrow at him. "You better not."

"By the way, mistress – I'm happy for you." Aaron's smile grows, until it reaches his eyes. "That you've finally found someone to love." I stare at him. El pokes her head in through the door.

"You coming?" she asks me. I nod. I glance at Aaron as I leave, who is smiling and waving his goodbye at me.

I escort her up the stairs, to my room, then put her in bed. "Sleep," I command her.

"But-"

"Sleep," I say again.

"Sleep with me." She holds out her arms to me.