Chapter 11.

A part of me want to obey his command and sprung up which is what I wanted though but his plate is still place on my back and from the weight of it, there's content in it.there's no way I can stand up without his food pouring on the floor which will definitely trigger another punishment.

With my mind reminiscing on what he might do to me if I delay any longer, I rose up immediately to my feet and as expected the dangling sounds of culture and plate kissing the tile floor echoed through the room.

A gasp flew out of my mouth as I watched his meal splashed down on the floor.

"I'm sorry," came my dry voice as my head was faced down.

He didn't say any word as I felt his eyes boring holes all over me.

The more the silence extends the more my heart beats.

Say something or do something, anything to break this awkward silence at least.

"Clean up this mess and fuck off." Okay I wasn't quite expecting that. Dropping down to my feet, I gathered the food scattered around the floor then I stuffed it into the plate.

Though the tile floor was extremely neat, it still managed to be mixed with dirt particles.

I finished stuffing the food back into the plate and stood up back to face him. He didn't say a word as he turned his back against me then went to stand before the window, his hands shove dip in his pocket.

I wanted to walk out already. since he already told me to fuck off, I don't think I need any more further permission from him to leave.

"Your food..." came his calm yet dangerous voice as I was halfway to the door. While trying to process what he meant, he spoke again. "That will serve as your breakfast for today" he says and I need no one to tell me that he's referring to the food on my hands.

I swallowed a lump as it sinks in, how could he expect me to eat this? Even dogs wouldn't be given this kind of mess.

I don't even want to talk about the quantity of the food, even an infant won't eat it to satisfaction.

I remained standing at the door as tears sprout out of my eyes, I want to throw the trash at his face and tell him to go fuck himself but I can't. "You can leave." He said coldly and I slowly walked out of the room.

I don't even know where to go. The only place I am quite familiar with was the living room and the kitchen. And my instinct took me down to the kitchen. I know I'm very hungry and could die at any moment but I can't eat this food so with that in mind, I plan to trash the food and look for something else to eat.

As I approach the kitchen I hope I meet ma'am priyanka cause even though I don't really like her, she's the only one I can talk to in the place. On getting to the kitchen, two maids were busy with stuff there but my presence stole their attention.