“What is it?” Jenna asked even before I could.
“Master...he’s back...” the maid reported while seemingly struggling to breathe.
Bradon is back?!
I stared speechlessly at Jenna and Bella. Their wide-eyed look of surprise must have reflected my own reaction. There was still so ti left before dinner ti and Bradon hadn’t co ho this early since the day that we had our argunt.
“What should I do?” I murmured as I started to panic a little.
Jenna and Bella looked too stunned to say anything as they both stared at . That was when it fully hit that I must have looked like an unpresentable ss after all the cooking that I just went through. I was so certain that Bradon would co ho late just like he always did recently and I counted on that to give the ti to wash and dress up. I lifted the apron that I had on slightly as I stared at it. My body was sweaty and my hair was ssy and unstyled.
“Please tell Bradon to wait for in the dining room. You can start serving the food that’s done and setting up the table,” I instructed as I rushed toward the door.
There was nothing but a quick shower on my mind as I raced toward the kitchen door. I opened the door and ran into sothing that felt quite solid.
“Ouch...” I exclaid with my eyes closed as I reached up a hand to rub my forehead.
“Where are you going?” a cold and very familiar deep voice asked.
I knew without opening my eyes who the owner of that voice was. Once again, I felt like luck and the god of ‘right timing’ were rarely on my side.
Why did he turn up here? He never cos to the kitchen...
“Umm...Welco back?” I said as I peered hesitantly up into his face.
I had never felt so unclean and not ready to et soone before in my life. My body was sweaty and I was sure that I stank. I didn’t have any make-up on, my hair was a ss, I was still wearing an apron on top of my casual dress. Overall, I wasn’t in the state to welco my husband ho to a romantic ho-cooked dinner.
“I should go take a shower. I’ll be back real quick so you can wait in the dining room...” I quickly said to excuse myself.
Bradon stared at my face for a mont before his eyes slowly traveled down my body. His intense gaze made feel uncomfortable and made think that he was judging for how poorly dressed I was. Unbelievably, I had to be in such a state when he made the effort to co ho early to have dinner with .
This is a disaster...
“Leave,” Bradon ordered coldly.
“Alright. I know I need to take a shower right now...” I mumbled softly after wincing at his cold words of dismissal.
Just when I tried walking past him to exit from the kitchen, I felt him grab my elbow before pulling back. I turned in shock to find him staring right back at .
“Not you. Everyone else, leave and don’t co back,” he said to before instructing everyone else to leave.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of him as I heard the sounds of movent when everyone quickly made their way past us and out of the kitchen. The door closed with a soft thud and we were the only people left in the room. I didn’t miss out on Bradon’s precise instructions for everyone to leave and to never co back. A lump ford in my throat as I stared into his intense blue eyes.
Tension skyrocketed in the air now that we were alone and I didn’t know what he wanted or what I should say to him. Being alone with him felt suffocating and I found myself even more intimidated because I didn’t look presentable. The longer he stared at , the more conscious I was of his close proximity and the fact that I stank and looked like a ss. Embarrassnt mixed with a hint of sha made lose even more confidence.
“I should go...” I muttered softly as I tried to pull my arm away from his grip.
“Where do you think you’re going, Dahlia?” he asked as his grip tightened like a warning on my arm.
“I should shower. I’m dirty...” I replied in short as I tried to avoid eting his eyes again.
“Stay. You’re not dirty,” he said as he pulled closer to him.
There was no ti for to form any words of protest before I felt his fingers trapping my chin in between them and then his lips were crushing down on mine. My eyes widened in shock when I realized that he was kissing . The warmth of his lips felt almost hot against my own. I recoiled in shock but Bradon’s arms around my waist held close and prevented my escape as his lips moved to seduce my own.
His hands moved to stroke the small of my back before moving up to stroke my hair. All the while, his lips moved hungrily against mine until I had no choice but to part my lips to welco the wet heat of his exploring tongue. Bradon wedged his tongue in between my slightly parted lips before thrusting it all the way into the wet depths of my mouth. His familiar taste filled my mouth along with a heat that closely resembled yearning. It shocked a little when I had to admit to myself that I must have missed his kisses. Our tongues danced naturally against each other in a passionate dance until I was making small whimpering sounds in my throat.
Pleasure flooded my mind and it didn’t take long for to kiss him back just as fervently. For a mont, all I could focus on was the bliss of our heated kiss. I forgot everything about where we were and what we were actually supposed to be doing.
–To be continued...
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