Livy_97
"What do you want from me?" I suddenly yelled out, smacking down the tissue, to dry the table with, on the floor. My eyes stinging with tears. I've had enough. He looked at me surprised, his face read confused with a hint of surprised. I'm not one that likes to yell and be loud, but he's getting on my nerves. All I've been doing is do what he's told me to as the housekeeper I am.
His face turned back to its arrogant and irritated side after a few seconds of being surprised and confused. D.O. walked up to me and stood right in front of me making me bend my neck upwards, looking up at him as he stared down at me.
His eyes burned into mine making me shrink into a little useful bean just lying on the floor ready to be stumped on. If I had known D.O. was like this in real life I don't think I would've fallen for him as I had.
"I want you to do as I say," his deep cold voice rang through my ears. I sat down helplessly on the chair in the kitchen as he walked professionally out the door and smacked it close.