Chapter 11

LEILANI

I woke to a heavy weight pressing down my middle. My eyes popped open and I was horrified to see that it's Zero's big muscled hand.

I swallowed twice and quietly swiveled my head to stare at the man beside me on the bed. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Quietly and so carefully, I carried his hand away from my body and rose from the bed. He was out like a light and it made me wonder what time he came to bed.

Thank God I slept through all this.

I got up and knelt down beside him, I started my morning prayers.

I have no idea what God has in store for me but I'm still bewildered that a man like Zero would take whatever interest in me. I closed my eyes and began praying.

Several minutes later, I came out to the living room, hoping that I'll be the only person awake but I wasn't.

Zero's friend, Morris was scampering around in the kitchen. He stared at me thoroughly as I entered the kitchen.

My cheeks flushed and I drugged my head under his scrutiny.

Even though, Zero's shirt is almost knee-length and my arms completely disappeared in them, I still felt self conscious.

"Good morning." I mumbled, turning to walk away.

"Same here, honey pie." He replied and then proceeded to ask me if I slept well last night and how I'm doing this morning.

I answered politely as best as I could. Then, he told me that he's here to make himself breakfast.

"I don't know if you've noticed but that motherfucker in there can't cook worth shit. Dinner tasted like fucking urine from an old hag."

I couldn't stop the wince at his words. My cheeks heated the more.

When he saw my reaction, he grimaced and looked almost repentant. "It's my words, right?"

I nodded once. "I'm sorry. I'm r-really not used to hearing words like that."

"Okay, alright. I'll try my best to wash my mouth out with soap while talking to you. I won't promise any change but I'll try." He said.

"Thanks." I smiled in gratitude, surprised that he's even willing to make an attempt. Unlike his friend.

We made more conversations, asking me about my life. I told him all the simplicity of it all as I cut the vegetables on the kitchen counter.

"So, you grew up in a fuc---in a convent. You've been there ALL your life?" He sounded so surprised.

I nodded and then smiled, "Yes. Well, at least until six months ago."

He frowned a bit and looked at me with pity. He was now standing at the door while I fried some eggs. I took over the breakfast when he admitted too in between curses that he couldn't cook too.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked softly.

But before he could answer, Zero stepped into the kitchen. He looked ruffled from sleep, and with the huge scowl on his face, he isn't a morning person too.

"Good morning." I said softly as I shook the frying pan.

He grumbled something and went straight to the coffeemaker. "Get your ass away." He groaned at Morris who was blocking the coffeemaker.

"Good morning to you too, asshole." Morris groaned as he stepped aside. "Don't mind him, Lani. Something must have crawled up his ass and died when he was napping."

When I stared at him warily, he threw me an apologetic glance for his words but he glared at Zero.

Zero noticed the silent exchange and for some reason he scowled deeper.

He shoved the hot coffea down his throat, banged the cup hard on the desk it rattled and I jumped. He turned and strode away.

"Why is he l-like that?" I asked Morris. Zero is so scary.

"Don't take it to heart, honey pie. That's his fuck--- That's his default setting." He shouted the words louder than necessary.

I nodded.

Zero came back to the kitchen and punched him square on the jaw. He glared at me, and I couldn't help shrinking back from him.

He let out some string of curses that made my ears burn before he turned and strode out of the kitchen again.

"Fucking Bastard!" Morris shouted, palming his jaw, wincing and glaring at the door. He shot me a glance. "Sorry Lani."

"I-It's okay. Let me pause breakfast and put ice on your j—"

"No, no, no. Don't worry about me, my dear. Trust me, food comes first."

"But why is he that way?" I asked softly.

Morris winced. "I have a feeling it has something to do with having a case of blueballs and then me talking with you."

I don't understand what he was saying. My confusion was written clearly on my face.

The angry lines on his face disappeared as he stared at me. He grumbled something that closely soundly like, "You really are so innocent."

"What?"

"Never mind, honey—" He palmed his jaw again and grimaced, "Never mind, Lani." He corrected.

He left minutes later and I continued with Making breakfast.

Thirty minutes later, the food was ready and served.

ZERO

I'm having a very bad case of blueballs.

I never thought it'll be so fucking hard sleeping beside a woman without being balls deep inside her.

Can't even blame myself. I've not done shit like that before.

Since yesterday, I think I got myself a fucking permanent erection. Seeing her and not touching her seems to be the greatest fucking torture.

It didn't help that I entered the damn kitchen to see her all cozy and chatty with that little bastard Morris. He's lucky I only gave him a fucking punch.

What calmed me a bit was the sweet smell of good food right in front of me in the dinning table. Haven't smell food this great in ages and I want to fucking dig in.

I picked up a damn spoon, ready to do just that but was so surprised when a white soft feminine hand covered mine, stopping my movement.

I stared at her questioningly. It didn't get past my notice that it's the first time she's touching me. On her own accord. Without my persuasion.

"W-We have to pray first before eating." She said softly.

I stared at Morris. He stared right back at me. Bastard looks as lost as I feel. I turned to look at Lani. "What?"

"We say prayers before eating." She explained patiently.

The words were so foreign to me she might as well be speaking fucking Hindi.

I stared at the appetizing food in front of me and swallowed tightly. Then, I glared at the woman who was obviously saying fucking foreign words that means I can't dig in immediately.