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"Hmm... Dirty." He commented and shook his head in a disappointing way before he turned around to leave.

Looking over his shoulder, "You're really a dirty girl." He commented again and started taking steps out of the kitchen.

"Hero!" I yelled out and ran up to him, making him halt in his tracks. "You're mistaken. I'm not dirty, I was just hungry that's all. And, I'm not a girl, I'm a young lady." I said and poked my head out a bit.

"Go brush your teeth. Dirty girl." He said and walked out of the kitchen leaving me in the kitchen with my mouth hanging wide open.

What the... Did he just insult me?

I asked myself.

Calling me dirty... What the hell?

I'll deal with him later. Let me take a shower first.

I said to myself and headed back to my room. Once I had resolved my hunger by eating the fruits I took with me, I headed to the bathroom and took a nice warm bathe.

Sitting on the vanity chair, "Dirty girl... Puff.. What makes him think I'm a girl?" I said to myself as I picked up the comb and begin combing my hair, "Just wait and see hero, I'll show you how beautiful I can be." I said and dropped the comb on the dressing table.

Shifting my hair from the left side of my neck, I brought my dark auburn hair to the right side of neck, making it drop on my right shoulder.

Picking up a red lipstick, I applied it on my lips, settled it back on the dressing table before I stood on my feets to admire myself.

A satisfactory smile made it way to my lips the moment my eyes caught with my own reflection.

Now let's hear what hero says about me this time around.

I thought before I headed downstairs to go prepare breakfast. I had no plans of going to see him in his room but, wanted him to see me without me going to him. I just can't wait to see the reaction on his face.

My gaze fell on Raman the instant I walked into the dining room. A small smile crawled up my lips but I quickly took it off as I began walking gracefully into the dining room, the low wedge heels I wore making a clicking sound with every step I took.

The clicking sound of heels made him tilt his head back as his gaze fell on Ella.

He couldn't help but crease a brow the instant his gaze landed on this beautiful lady walking up to him.

The orange spaghetti strap slim fit dress she wore did a wonderful job in revealing her beautiful sexy body.

The upper part of the dress firmly hugged her C cup bust to her slim sexy waist and down to her sexy round shapped hips. Her 24 inches waist and 34 inches butt was just perfect for her, the side slit of the dress revealed her right knee to her long straight leg. The pear shape she had was perfect for a lady who was 5'5 feet just like her. Surprisingly, he loved the way she styled her hair than all other way she used to cause it beautified her perfect oval face.

The tomato red lipstick she applied on her lips added so much to her beauty and those lips were calling out to him.

His eyes followed her movements as she gracefully walked over to the other side of the table, her hips swinging with every step she took.

God, she's beautiful.

Her pleasant scent of roses accompanied her to the dining room as he drew in a long breath, savoring the scent her body gave out.

He couldn't take his eyes off her for a moment but she didn't for once glance at him till she took her seat.

I adjusted my dress a bit and sat comfortably on the chair opposite Raman. I didn't for once risk a glance at him but I so desperately wanted to hear him say something. Without risking glances at him, I could feel his eyes creating holes in my body the moment I walked into the dining room so, why isn't he saying anything?

His silence was killing me, I wanted him to say something. I was sure that I was able to prove to him that I'm not a girl but a beautiful young lady so, why the hell isn't he saying a word to me?

With his eyes fixated on her, he couldn't seem to tear his gaze off her. Strangely, his heart was beating faster than usual.

In his entire life of being in existence, his heart had never ever skipped a beat for a moment or ever beat faster than usual. He even totally forgot he had a heart in his chest. He only ever thought he had a stone in his chest cause he had never felt any form of feeling but, this lady was messing with his head and heart. His throat ran dry as dirty thoughts began to fill his head.

Right now, if he could have it his way, he'll walk over to her side, pull her to him, pin her down beneath his body, kiss her with passion and taste every part of her body.

Slowly, his eyes traveled from her face down to her neck and strangely, his gums began to itch. His canines slowly began turning to fangs and they started to elongate.

His demon...

His demon began crawling out again with a strong urge for something.

For her...

The urge to bite her and place a mark on her neck.

His demon wanted to place the mating mark on her neck.

What the fuvk... He swore in him before shutting his eyes, trying to calm himself.

What the hell is happening?

Never in his life had his demon wanted to mark and mate someone but it wanted to do that to this lady sitting in front of him. He knew too well what the mating mark means but why would his demon want to leave the mating mark on her.

What's so different about this lady?

Taking a few breaths, he was finally able to clear his head a bit before he began digging in but this time around, he didn't for once risk a glance at her.

I stylishly watched him eat his meal quietly after doing nothing for a while. Pushing the plate away a bit, he stood up and turned around to leave making me finally gaze at his back.

Is he leaving without saying a word to me?

I thought and tightened my fists cause I really

wanted him to say something to me.

Looking over his shoulder, "Why did you wear an orange dress?" He asked.

"Because I like the color orange." I lied.

"You honestly don't need to lie." He said after being able to sense her lies, "Anyway, you look like a pumpkin in that dress." He commented and I almost choked on my saliva.

What the heck? What does he mean by that? Is this man really trying to insult me? Who does he think he is?

I asked myself and clenched my fists the more as anger began to erupt in me.

"I'm really not trying to insult you but the truth remains, you actually look like a pumpkin in that orange dress. The color blue fits you the most and... Thanks for the meal, it was delicious." He finally trailed off and walked out of the dining room, leaving me in the dining room with my mouth hanging wide open.

A small smile played on Raman's lip as he

approached the stairs.

He knew exactly what she wanted to hear from him after listening to all her thoughts. But, he won't say it to her. He won't call her beautiful yet after a dirty girl this morning. He won't give in to her so easily.