The Lion is sulking

"Aslan, would you like a cup of coffee for work?" asked Adine as she paced the living room.

Her dark irises found only a flat face focused on a 15-inch laptop screen.

"Do you want me to be sleepless and tormented by want?" Dominik asked in a cold tone.

Adine laughed inwardly. Dominik was indeed like a starving lion tonight. But he could not get any food.

"Well, maybe I can get you some milk or orange juice?" Adine asked again. I don't know; tonight, she wanted to make Dominik angry with her.

The man just gave Adine a sharp look. He wanted to devour those luscious lips as they continued to squeak.

"Stop speaking in formal language, my ears are uncomfortable!" That was the only word that came out of Dominik's mouth, and then he continued his activities.

Adine let out a frustrated breath. It turned out that Dominik, the lion who was always hungry, could be like a child.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" asked Adine again. This time, she promised the man one last question.

"No need!" Dom