Chapter

A couple of minutes later while I am pouring the batter into the frying pan. I hear Roshita greeting someone, "sir."

That must be him.

 I glance over my shoulder and see him coming in from the entrance, wearing a navy blue shirt and grey sweatpants. 

 I make myself busy and put my focus back to the pancakes.

"Diana, Can you get my suit and briefcase ready? I'll be living in 30 minutes." He demands. His voice is deep  and  resounding,  making me weak at the knees. I swear that's just an excuse for him to be alone with me. for what? to torture me even more?

"Of Course sir." She says and disappears from the kitchen sho