Dear husband

Enzo woke up alone in bed, Sitting up he looked around the room but Bella wasn't there.

"Bella " he called walking down the stairs.

One of the maids stopped, "Morning, master " she said.

"Morning, where is my wife?" he asked.

"In the Kitchen " she answered.

He nodded moving to the kitchen, Enzo stopped at the doorway seeing Bella busy with the chef making something.

"Ouch," she flinched when her fingers touched the hot pan.

"Careful "Enzo moved rushing to her side. The staff moved back as he held her now red fingers.

"It's okay, am not in much pain," she said. But he ignored her, Bella felt his arm slide to her waist and led her to the sink. The cold flash of the water-cooled the burning sensation on her fingers.

"You done here "he let out leading her away but Bella stopped him.

"It's okay, it's not that bad I can continue," she said.

"But...if you do then what are they for "his cold eyes rested on the scared kitchen staff.