Chapter 39- Custom-made Mops

Arron POV...

Hiding near the door I kept watching her failed attempt at cooking. She had destroyed the entire kitchen, then after a while, she also fell.

For a moment I thought in my heart that I should go and help her because I was afraid that she may get hurt but then I stopped myself.

When she stood up, seeing the condition of the room, tears came to her eyes or maybe she was feeling pain due to falling.

Seeing her teary eyes, I felt as if someone stabbed me. I had always desired to see her crying but right now- I felt pain.

She took a pack of biscuits and a bottle of milk and left the kitchen. My eyes followed her leaving when I saw that she had messed up her clothes.

I knew she would like to take a bath before eating, but what will she wear after taking a bath, I was thinking this. The clothes I ordered online for her were due to arrive by this evening. Maybe till evening, he will have to wrap up the towel.

But it was also good, she couldn't come out of the room, now I will cook and eat something comfortably, I didn't need to order food from the restaurant.

When I went inside the kitchen, I saw that the flame was on, and a pan was kept on it to cook the egg but now it was completely burnt.

If I had been here for a while, my whole villa would have been burnt. Knowing how careless she was, I had not kept an eye on her.

I started making spaghetti for myself, I put spaghetti for boiling and on the other side I started cleaning the kitchen shelf.

By the time the Spaghetti boiled, I cleaned the kitchen and then started making the sauce. Despite the pain in my foot, I was working faster and more neatly than her.

After feeling up I washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen shelf once again, then went to my room to see her.

When I entered, she flinched after saw me but as I smirked she glared at me angrily and turned her head to move away her gaze from me. She didn't want to see me.

She was sitting on the bed and had taken a bath but the water was still dripping down from her hair which wasn't wrapped by a towel. She was wearing my shirt but didn't know what was underneath because she had covered herself with a comforter, and due to anger or nervousness, her hands were clenched on it.

I looked at the bedside table where the empty biscuit packet and the empty milk bottle were kept, it meant she had filled up.

After observing her, I rolled my eyes all over the room, it was very clean which I didn't expect. She had cleaned but how could she have picked up the pieces of glass that's what I was thinking.

I was just getting worried for her when my eyes fell on the trash can inside which I saw my shirt.

What the hell was this?! Slowly I moved there, I bent and checked out, I saw that 3-4 shirts were lying inside the trash can which was wet with pieces of glass in it that means she used my shirt to clean the room, she had used my expensive custom made clothes as mops.

Fuck!! I gritted my teeth as I looked at her, she peeked at me and her fists tightened on the comforter as she was scared that I might pounce on her.

I walked to her and pulled the comforter "You have...!"

As soon as I removed the comforter, both she and I were shocked because she wasn't wearing anything underneath. My shirt which she was wearing only hid her butt cheeks the upper thighs were open which was very tempting.

Her face flushed due to shame, she instantly pulled her legs and wrapped her hands around them but this action of her give me a glimpse of her lower feminine part.

My mouth dried up at the sight of that tamping scenery. I took a few steps closer when she stood in defense mode and yelled at me.

"Stop right there you son of bitch! If there is one more step towards me, then I will not hurt your foot lightly, but I will break it bone!!" Saying it, she got down from the bed and picked up the milk bottle from the bedside table.

"I would attack you with this bottle if you even tried to touch me, you fucking bastard!"

I clenched my fists, it wasn't that I couldn't bring her under me, just my feet weren't allowing me, I knew her aim would be on my injured foot. And If she succeeds, my foot condition will get worse.

I really wanted to teach her a lesson, I wanted to taste her because her appearance right now was pretty seductive.

But I know she tried her best to make my foot condition worse, so I turned and left.

I will teach her a lesson when my foot will completely heal, till then she could enjoy as much as she wants!