Cooking?

Chapter 12

Ashley sighed, the room was indeed large and she liked it.

She shouldn't be liking anything about him but the room didn't bully her, did it?

Swallowing, she walked into the bathroom and opened the door.

Oh wow, just like she had expected..the bathroom was perfect.

A bright Jacuzzi tub, a shower, and a breathtaking view from the small window she could see if she lay on the tub.

She liked it.

She quickly walked to the door and shut it lock three times before grabbing the knob and pushing.

When she was sure that the door would never bulge..she smiled and walked to the bathroom again, taking every piece of clothing from her body.

She got into the soapy tub and sighed.

Damn, it was nice!

She smiled, raising her hand and opening the window to view the world from where she lay.

This was one of the things she wanted her mother to enjoy and she would.

The weather was already getting colder indicating that she would get out of the tub and she did.

Press the button for the water to drain.

She walked out of her room after dressing up.

One thing she was sure of, was that there was no way she'd come out of this.

Mikhail Mazza had gotten a new toy and he'd make sure he'd enjoy it for the next coming month.

Passing through the hallway, she made her way to the kitchen.

Thankfully, there were many vegetables for her to use for food.

She cleared the fridge, cooking as many as she could and placing them back into the fridge.. it'd be saved for at least three fucking days.

Going over to the sandwiches, she ate all of them, drinking the milk as she did... Making sure nothing was in there except the dishes she'd made and a few fruits.

Since he was not going to let her go, she'd make his life a living hell.

Cleaning the kitchen, she headed for the living room and she was so happy seeing that the huge television was playing her favorite drama 'Eternal Monarch.'

Somehow the movie had taken a part of her and she was not willing to let go.

That was her first Korean drama and because of the drama, she learned a lot of Korean languages.

She sighed when the drama immediately ended, putting another on the huge screen.

"Hi Surrogate?" She frowned, changing the series as fast as she could.

There was no way, she'd watch about something related to her situation.

What if they gave it a tragic ending?

"You have a bad taste in movies?" It was so low, just below her ears and she shrieked.

"Ahhhhh!!" Ashley jumped, running up the stairs as she yelled at the top of her voice.

"Ghost!"

Turning her head to view the handsome ghost, she frowned to see him looking at her as if she had grown horns.

"When did you get in? And how come I didn't hear your footsteps neither did I hear the time you came in." She said and he shook his head.

"You were busy watching dramas that won't bring life to your fucked up life."

"Not as fucked as yours." She retorted.

He chuckled, walking away from her and going to the kitchen.

"You know you're going to have to start acting as my wife and making sure the house is clean, and food is ready." He said, opening the fridge and stopping on his track.

"Where are all the sandwiches?" He asked.

"Ashley!!"

"Can you just appreciate the fact that I cooked for you? Instead of eating something that would never benefit you...eat real food." She said, and he frowned.

"Now listen to me Ash, this is my house and you're..... He froze, watching her climb the stairs without fear.

This woman was something else.

A minute later, she would be begging and in another, she would be babbling.

He let her go, she already knew who was the boss so he'd let her have that pass.

He picked up the white creamy plate and opened the cover.

He frowned, the food looked delicious but what if she had poisoned him?

Ashley could do better.

He walked out of the kitchen, kicking the flips that clung to the rug, and walked to the couch, taking a seat he reached for the remote and changed it to something better for his eyes to view.

He opened the small flask and peered at the food again.

Grabbing the spoon, he dug in, and holy shit!

She was a good cook!

He ate slowly, savoring its taste.

"What if I had poisoned that?"

"Then your mother would have to suffer for your foolishness."

"Don't bring my mother to this topic, she's old enough to be your mother."

"She's not fit to be my mother, you don't even know who birth me you should have seen her." He said, and she glared at him.

He gave her a go-ahead look.

After all, she'd end up being hurt.

"You're an asshole and I'm sure your mother would be so sad to see that her Son had grown up to be a monster!"

"And what about yours? What would yours say when she finds out that her little slutty daughter had come running to me for help just because she wanted to get in-between my legs? See how hard it is." He smirked.

"Uhm, I even forgot.. you're not as innocent as you look." He said again.

"You're a man-whore, a despicable whoring bachelor."

"And you're a whoring gold digger, who thinks she's as innocent as a baby."

"We both know you're worst." She hissed, suppressing the urge to go after him and punch his head.

"Yes, we both know that wifey and for the record, I'm no longer a bachelor but a married man."

"And who said I agreed to the marriage."

"You have no say in it."

"You're an ass." She muttered and he hissed.

He was tired already and she was not going to stop.

"You think...

"Shut up!! For once in your crooked peasant life shut up!"

"I'm not a peasant and if I were, you're eating food cooked by a peasant."