CHAPTER ELEVEN

ANTHONY'S POV:

I slept through untill midnight.

When i woke up, the headache is gone but the only issue now is that i am extremely hungry and food is the only thing that can appease me right now.

Which restaurant will be open by this time of the night....

I decide to go into the kitchen to look for something to eat..

opening the fridge, there's spaghetti in one of the disposable packs.

I think this must be the remaining spaghetti Miss Natasha cooked...

immediately, I brought out the food without thinking twice to warm it in the microwave.

After getting hot the way i want, I removed it and began to eat.

Mmmm!!!, ....i moaned.

This taste so good.....

i was about finishing when someone walked in and switched on the light.

That someone is Miss Natasha.....

I felt shy and stupid for the first time in my life.

I rejected her offer earlier and here am I, lavishing the food in secret.

I wonder what Miss Natasha will think of me, between yesterday and today...

"Uhmmm, hi"...I stammered.

For the first time in my life, my confidence is knocked down.

"I felt very hungry when i woke up. I decided to warm the spaghetti in the fridge"... I explained this shameful situation.

She stood there just looking, it disturbs me because i can't read what is in her mind....

That should be one of my talents but reverse is the case today.

"No problem Mr Anthony, I actually packaged the rest for you."...she answered as she fetched water and is making her way out of the kitchen.

"Why?"...I enquired.

"Sir?"....she asked again looking very lost.

Clearly, it indicates that her attention is not here with me.

"I mean the food. why did you still keep some for me even after telling you that i wasn't eating?"...I asked again.

"Because nobody came to deliver anything during the day. I didn't see any delivery ."...she replied holding the cup of water.

She never seems to amaze me. she doesn't learnt from her mistake and is readily available to help.

"Thank you Miss Natasha"....she looked at me briefly, then make her way out of of the kitchen.

Though we don't talk much but something about her demeanor today make me feel that she is still mad at me.

and i probably know why.....

I wash-off my plate when done and head back to bed.

Miss Natasha is gradually becoming my favourite cook.,,,

The food she prepares is usual but the taste is very unusual and i like it.

i pull the duvet over me as i try to go back to bed but felt a hand on my crotch going almost done to my d*ck.

I quickly jump off the bed and immediately switched on the light.

There on the bed is Jessica, laying on my bed almost naked.

I've totally forgotten that she is here. she used the opportunity to come in when i went out to the kitchen.

"please, go to your room. I want to sleep"...I dismissed her.

"Ant, I want you to fuck me hard. please i need you now"....she said almost begging.

"You must be delusional and sick in the head"...I told her.

"Nothing will ever come between the both of us again. Not now and not ever. I point between us.

"Are you sure?"...she stood up from the bed and sexually walk up to me.

"I Know you still want me, still want to nibble my ni**le, lick me clean like you always do, and believe me baby when i say i am wet already."....she seductively said.

She knows that she can turn me up with those dirty words but doesn't know that I've drank a tank of immunity against her advances.

I am not going to let her fulfill her mission,.....

I'm trying to be nice and don't want to wake the rest of the people up.

" I agree that I am a fool to give you a chance to come see our daughter. never thought i am doing harm than good. No reconcilation can occur through this Jessica. Okay?"....I said truthfully.

I walk gentily up to her and this causes her to smile thinking she has finally broken through my walls. ..

instead, i smirked and quickly picked her up on my shoulders as i open the door and dropped her outside my room at the passage....

I shut the door immediately and went back to bed.

She bang angrily at my door...

she must be stupid to think that i will open that door.

The message must have passed through to her by now because the place went quiet all of a sudden.

NATASHA'S POV:

i heard a knock at my door.

immediately, I stood up and rushed to the door.

"Hello Ma'am, good morning"....I greeted Beverly's mum.

"Are you not suppose to wake up and clean the house?"...she shouted.

"Her duty is not to clean the house but to look after Beverly"...Mr Anthony interjects from no where as he came out dressed up already to go to work.

"Is that how you are being soft with your maid?"...she turned to look at him.

" First, She is not a maid but my worker....

Secondly, how i treat my workers shouldn't be any of your interest."...Mr Anthony sternly replied.

Should i be happy that he is defending me?....

The clear truth is that he act sometimes like her. take for an example, yesterday....

They are all birds of the same feathers, i don't expect the two not to float together... i thought to myself.

"and what is the damn difference between a maid and a nanny?"...she wrapped her arms against her chest.

"I don't want to have this conversation with you this morning. I am going to work and make sure I don't see you when i return Jessica"...Mr Anthony instructed as he walk pass us.

I wanted to return back to my room when she violently pulled me back..

"Where the hell do you think you are going to.huhh?..." she savagely asked.

"It's as if you don't know who i am?,,,,

I am Anthonys wife and you shall treat me with respect"....she said proudly.

Ohhh?....so Mr Anthony is Married to this kind of woman?....I thought to myself.

Even though i am just hearing this piece of information for the first time, that Mr Anthony is married and standing before me is his wife....

I won't allow her to trample on me.

If she is really his wife, then why did he dismiss her like that....

"Now, go to the kitchen and make pancakes for breakfast"...she ordered.

I wanted to do as she says so peace can reign but then i heard Beverly shouting my name from her room.

She must have heard the commotion happening right now.

I began running to her room when Mrs Jessica pulled me back and in the process crashing me to the wall.

"Ma'am, my obligation is only to Beverly and Beverly alone. I will go downstairs and cook but not before checking up on Beverly"....I boldly said.

Before I knew what is happening, she slapped me hard on the face

I covered the place with my palm because of the pain.

"Next time you talk back at me in such unruly manner, I will make sure to sent you packing even before Anthony comes back home and believe me, I am so capable".....she threatened.

I don't know, but something about the way she said it makes me feel scared as if she could do it.

I walk downstairs angry and hurt with a blurry vision.

I made the pancakes for her and dished out and placed it on the dinning table.

As i wanted to walk up to Beverly's room, I met her trying to come climb down the stairs holding tight to her teddy bear.

"baby, are you awake already?"....I asked playfully even when i am extremely sad.

"yesh"....she answered.

"I am hungwry" ...she pouted.

"Okay. Wait there, I'm coming"...I walk up to her and carried her to the kitchen. I don't want her walking the stairs alone., it's too dangerous.

"Miss Natasha, I saw mummy shlapp you, sowie"....She said looking at me with tears in her eyes.

"Come on baby, see i am fine, ok?....I said as i did a quick dance so i could deviate her attention...

She shouldn't have seen that at all.

As Beverly was still eating, her mum walked up to us and stood looking at us.

"Good morning mummy"... Beverly greeted.

"Morning my Jellyfish"....she answered back as she walked up to us.

Little Beverly continued eating and refused giving attention to her mum even when she is standing right in front of her.

I quietly observe the two. Their relationship is kind of odd or is it just my thoughts.

"Do you want mummy to feed you?"...she asked Beverly in a petting manner.

"No, Miss Natasha said I'm a big girl now and should learn how to eat by myself"....she rejected her offer.

I think that answer didn't go down well with Mrs Jessica, because she gave me a stern look before storming out of the kitchen.

through out the day, i and Beverly stayed in my room, the only time we came out was when i prepared launch. All trying to avoid Mrs Jessica.