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His woman, his addiction His presence
I mulled on resuming from where she stopped for a while. Which I did. I concluded on eating the delectable-looking carrot cake dessert pizza as a side and Rice/Chicken/Salad. That contains the best recipe. Yummy. "I'm sure he doesn't want to eat it anymore with that stare of his and then again this ain't getting wasted," I thought considering the real owner of the food. I reversed back with three steps, spin and rushed out of the kitchen towards the direction of my room. I used a side eye to quickly scrutinize the living room if I could get a glance of those two, but they were nowhere to be found. Good for me. I flung my coat on my queen-sized bed, and hastily stepped into the bathroom, running a shower on my body. Normally, if I want to take the rate at which I was famished into consideration, I wouldn't bother to wash up but bruh… I stink and I wouldn't be comfortable while eating. I would love to enjoy my meal without any hindrance. I shrank my clothes into my laundry room. I
His woman, his addiction Taking care of his cocky ass
Allie's POVStill sitting on the couch, I differed, asserted and inferred his deal. Comprehending the whole thing, it's worth it. What am I saying? It can't be up to the stake if I want to compute it assuming he hired me. I am bugged by bargains these days. From father to son. Such a sweet coco pops. I shoved my folded fist on the couch and weighed myself on it to help lift myself. With a deep tiring exhale I unknowingly kicked my left leg with the right one resulting in almost tumbling flat on my face. I was fast enough to get a hold of my pitiful self. I strode over to Blue, carried him in my arms, since I was getting cranky. I was unfit to wait to get into my space. I harshly pressed the knob to my room and booted the door from the pointed edge at the bottom. I lowered my back and gently dropped Blue, who was hesitant to go to his space. I cared less and hopped on the bed, mentally reminiscing about today's encounter and drama. I turn my head to the other side, dragging the duv
His woman, his addiction Disappointed yet again.
Allie's POV The rest of the months sprinted by in a whirl of disjointed images with me engaging in my daily routines and activities. After that morning in Aaron's room, no interaction ensued between us. I barely saw him in the past weeks. In fact, I didn't see him throughout the weeks. If it wasn't for the validity that I knew him so well, I would have patched his disappearance up as if he was avoiding me. After Mrs Smith had gotten in that day, she appreciated my effort for staying with Aaron. I left her son in her care and the rest of my day off was used to exercise and immerse in other random and relaxing stuff. Nothing special, boring I know. My life has always been boring. It became salty because of my chums work. I retained the "Aaron Incident" I had aimed to surf the internet for, but I intentionally skipped it. It ain't substantial. I would have indicated it as procrastinating but it ain't essential so… Summarizing it all, I have just four months left in this house. I ne
His woman, his addiction The world of wealth.
I flickered my eye severely in a way of trying to know if this actually happened. I furiously bite on my bottom lips, before gritting my teeth in anger. I tightly grip the cup of my milkshake, immersing my fury in the innocent thing. I was trying to diminish my anger. I exhaled a heavy relieving breath. The best option I need is to divest my furious state. "He isn't worth it. He doesn't. He is nothing but an abnormal being with a scientific abnormal attitude" I repeated in a meditating tone, maneuvering my way out of the kitchen to the dining room with my milkshake in my right hand. **********6:00 pm. I was sitting on the largest couch in the living room. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I hadn't seen Aaron after that morning because I had retreated into my room after having my simple breakfast. Although I did come down to prepare my lunch but he was still nowhere around. "Get ready by 7:00 pm" Those words kept ringing and buzzing in my ear like I was in a mosquito de
His woman, his addiction Ex boss.
Allie's POV I snap my head to him with my mouth agape. He wrinkled his eyebrows at me in a query. "What?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders casually. He turned his head back to the stage for a few seconds before he looked at a bewildered me again. "You are embarrassing me, woman. At this point, you should know how affluent I am," he muttered imperiously. I gulp at the realization that my mouth had been wide open all this while. "It's now permanent. The highest bidder of today's auction is no one but the owner of Royals Mr Aaron Smith." The M.C. heralded and asserted. The proclamation attained an erupted and resounding applause across the hall. Aaron reacted with a small smile and signaled his hand for the reflector retaining the diamond to be fetched to him. He wants to flaunt it. Even the L'incomparable diamond necklace that encompasses tonnes of carats of small diamonds doesn't cost this much. Two men came out of nowhere. They wore gloves. The two cautiously toted the glass by
His woman, his addiction Chef Aaron
Aaron's POV I was utterly short of words when I saw her in that enticing dress, the blue one. My reaction at that time was beyond my control. I am a man anyways, and I am bound to react accordingly when I see something good. I was aware of the flirtation gazes from the men at the meetup. I didn't like the way I'm daring myself to be soft with her. To be nice to her but I don't want to. I don't need to. She doesn't need it. I don't deserve it. I ain't implying self-pity but this isn't me who promised myself to be far from her, as much as possible. I knew it and it started that morning. I did many indefensible and unjustifiable things to her just for my parents to make her leave but they wouldn't bugde. They didn't listen to me. They love her and believe she was the lucky charm that saved them when they almost went bankrupt. I recalled begging my father to make her leave, promising them to face my studies which I had abandoned. They accepted my deal since it was what they wanted fo
His woman, his addiction Cleaning up his mess
I turn around to Aaron, overwhelmed by an exasperated sensation. He shrugged his shoulders implying that did nothing erroneous. I badly wanted to lash out at him with the way he wasted the fish and the nonsense he mixed in the name of making food. He littered the whole space. This man is a grown-ass adult. His behaviour makes me think otherwise. "I was too famished and I couldn't wait any longer." he endeavored to elucidate, skimming his eyes everywhere but me. "You just messaged me a while ago, and it hasn't been close to thirty minutes from now. Nonetheless, you don't look too hungry." I retort lazily, surveying his face. "It's no big deal, Allie. We could just clean this up together. Not much of a mess" he says dumbing the fish into the bin. His words caused my muscles to tense. "No big deal!? And did you just say together?" I grit out. My sudden reaction made his eyebrows crease in confusion. It's obvious he is ignorant about what he just did. "Woooh woooh, calm down woman.
His woman, his addiction Love talk
Allie's POV I shook a bit but braved up to proceed with what I'm doing. It was time to add the salt, I shuffled among the ingredients and found out it was not among them. I carefully checked the drawers but I couldn't find the big jar of salt. I climbed a stool and inspected the cupboard one after the other except the one Aaron was backing. I am sure I kept it with other sealed seasonings. He must have misplaced it somewhere. I thought about biting on my fingers. I stared at Aaron caressing my hands nervously on the counter. "Aaron," I called, nibbling on my lips. "I need to check that cabinet behind you. Your meal wouldn't be tasty without salt" I continued, filling him with the prerogative of that salt in his food. "Come and take it, woman, I'm not stopping you," he said plainly, his head still on in its bowed position. Does his neck not hurt? "Yes, you are stopping me" I grumbled, and grunted tremendously, swabbing my leg impatiently. He raises his head gazing at me innocen
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