Chocolate Strawberry

"Is he not a member of the Belgenza's family?" Delilah was getting more curious.

"Hmm… how should I put it, huh? He may not be Mr. Belgenza's biological son, but he loves Young Master James like his own son. Maybe even more," answered Lordes, smoothing out her polish at her work.

"No wonder he doesn't look like an Italian, his face..."

"Handsome? Very handsome, isn't he?" cut Lordes confidently. She smiled and continued her work.

"But he's evil!" Delilah reacted bluntly, and Lordes giggled slightly.

"Everyone has a reason to act like it, Miss."

"Still, it's wrong. Bad people are still bad people. Maybe God has cursed him since he was born," said Delilah in a half-whisper.

"Don't talk like that, Miss. If Mr. Harristian hears, he can get furious," Lordes rebuked.

"He's not here, so he won't know. Unless you quibble to him." Lordes smiled and shook her head.

"I'm not a complainant. If he knows, it's because he can hear," answered Lordes and moved the cake to its place.

"Now I need some decorations for the prints on it before putting the Strawberry. Master loves Strawberry and chocolate." Delilah just smiled faintly. Lordes then was about to get the ingredients she needed in the upper cabinet. Delilah saw it and offered to help.

"Let me help."

"It's okay, Miss."

"I'm tired of not being able to do anything. Let me get it, okay?" Lordes still forbids.

"Mr. Harristian will get mad at me later."

"He's not here. He's not home yet." Delilah insisted on helping. Then, she put her long hair aside and pushed a foothold towards the cupboard in question. Delilah then climbed up and started to tiptoe.

"So you don't think Mr. J isn't a bad person, huh?" Delilah asked, still discussing James.

"Well, that's how it is. Mr. Harristian has never been rude to me." Delilah stopped tiptoeing and turned to Lordes. She defended James so much.

"Don't you know what he's done to me all this time? He forced me to pay debts by kidnapping me. How can I pay if I can't go out for money!" Delilah grumbled, pouting and then back on tiptoe.

"Be careful, Miss!"

"If I were you, I would instantly resign from working for that bad guy!" Delilah kept complaining about James. She heeded Lordes' words asking her to be careful. Meanwhile, James was near the kitchen counter, watching Delilah standing up, trying to get something from the upper cabinet with her unhelpful height.

Lordes then turned around and widened her eyes. But James signed her not to talk. Lordes didn't know how long James had been there, but it's clear he's heard everything. Slowly he coded Lordes and a few guards to exit the kitchen and closed the door. Delilah still didn't concede that she had been left alone with James. Delilah instead resumed her nagging

"I want to punch him. He's a bad guy who likes to torture other people. He's like a monster!" Delilah cursed as she persisted in searching for the decorative print Lordes needed. James took the Strawberry bowl, dipped it in the melted chocolate, and ate it. He leaned his elbow to watch Delilah's beautiful legs standing on tiptoe while eating Strawberry.

"Lordes, why is the print so far away? My hands are almost there, aaahh little more!" James's gaze grew wilder. His tongue had licked the corners of his lips a few times. Tired of taking and to no avail, Delilah straightened up and took a breath.

"Lordes, why not just put the Strawberry down? I don't think the bad Mr. J will mind. Does he know what cake decorations are about?" Delilah is getting worse. Delilah began to suspicion the creep over though she was still trying to reach the print.

"Why are you quiet? Lordes..." Delilah turned around and glimpsed James watching her while chewing Strawberry instead. Delilah seemed to have stopped breathing. She was caught redhanded by James cursing behind his back. Delilah slowly pulled her hand out of the cupboard and looked down.

"Did you get it, Candy? The mold for the cake decorations?" quipped James later. He was still chewing and did not take his eyes off Delilah. But Delilah didn't answer.

Delilah was about to get off the footing, but James' voice stopped her.

"Who allowed you to move!" James rebuked by growling at her. Delilah returned to her position. She was starting to turn pale and scared.

"Tell me all the words you said about me earlier, Candy!" Delilah was silent and didn't dare peek at James.

"Why are you quiet? Weren't you nagging about me just now? I want to hear all your thoughts now!" Delilah remained silent and began to twist her fingers. She wanted to run away, but where?

James then walked to her and kicked the footrest. Delilah shrieked in shock for fear of falling, but James caught her quickly. Delilah was scared and startled at the same time. She had to hug James' shoulders tightly. Their position is now clutched to each other. And James lifted Delilah higher than him. James had the opportunity to embrace and perceive Delilah's signature scent.

After a few seconds later, he realized Delilah tried to push James, who clutched her tighter.

"Let go of me... let go of me, Mr. J. Let go of me!" Delilah's hands pressed against James's shoulders as her legs continued to wriggle. But James knew very well how to block her.

"If you move again, I'll bite your lip!" threatened James in a low voice and glared at her. Delilah only stopped when she realized that James' face was very close to hers.

"Please, put me down, Mr. J," Delilah murmured in a soft sigh. Like being hypnotized, James obeyed Delilah by putting her slowly. Delilah was about to leave as soon as she let go, but James' hand grabbed her quickly. He locked Delilah between the kitchen counter with two strong arms caged in her.

Delilah had put on a defensive posture by stepping back. But James kept pushing forward. He then took a Strawberry and put it in Delilah's mouth.

"Bite!" he ordered gently. Delilah is scared. What does this guy want?

James then came closer and bit the tip of the Strawberry in front of Delilah's lips. He kept biting until his lips slightly touched Delilah's. But Delilah continued to dodge and tilted her head back. James was impatient then pulled Delilah back to the same position as before.

Not only Strawberry, but James was also idly licking the chocolate that he deliberately rubbed on Delilah's cheek.

"No, Mr. J!" James didn't care. He put a finger of chocolate on Delilah's cheek and then licked it while sucking it a little. Delilah could only close her eyes tightly and enjoy James' warm tongue.

"Hmmm... you are a chocolate-flavored candy... sweet," James whispered mischievously.

"Now it's your turn," James added again. Delilah didn't comprehend until James took her hand and dipped her finger from the chocolate bowl to the tip of James' sharp nose.

"Now lick it!" said James, sighing slightly and whispering. Delilah shook her head while panting.

"Do it!" Delilah still shook her head. James then smirked and bent down to kiss her. James was holding it back for days. Delilah declined it by tilting her face in the opposite direction. But James got impatient and squeezed Delilah's neck, forcing her to kiss.

James caught his breath and loosened his grip a little. It made Delilah try to run away again.

"Aaah!" he pulled Delilah's wrist. James could no longer control himself. He grabbed her cheeks with both hands, and he triggered kissing her forcibly. James didn't care about Delilah's rejection or the chocolate on the tip of his nose that had stained him and Delilah's face.

There was no pause in James' kiss. He devoured her with passionate kisses that he never had before. It was tempting with hot and burning sincere affection towards her. Without hurting, James kept continuing to squeeze her bend. He pushed the kiss so Delilah would lie on the counter behind her.

"Mr. Harris ... tian," called Earth, suddenly entered the kitchen to look for James. Earth was startled to see James kiss Delilah in the kitchen.

As soon as there was an interruption, James stopped kissing. His eyes left Delilah's lips, then lifted and glimpsed at Earth.

"Sorry Sir, Mr. Lin…"

"I'll be back later!" said Earth quickly and oddly. He had interrupted James and Delilah. He promptly left and closed the kitchen door.

Delilah gasped and didn't dare look at James, who was still clutching her. James' eyes then shifted to Delilah. His hand from bending her to the cheek.

"We'll continue it later, Candy!" James moaned, then let go of Delilah. Delilah instantly ran out of the kitchen, leaving James with a slightly dirty face with chocolate. James chuckled at Delilah's manners. Biting his lip, James lowered his head slightly, then turned to the sink to wash his face.