Chapter Fifty Three - Kiss

ROSITA LAUREN’S POV

I could feel the nervousness crawling up to my sleeves. The master was watching me cook on the kitchen island.

His stares from behind were making me feel anxious as it contains something I don’t want to assume.

When I caught a glimpse of those silver eyes while chopping some onion and garlic, it contained the desire I never thought I’d see.

But I must’ve been mistaken, I mean, why would the master look at me that way? I’m just his maid with nothing to brag about just yet.

I shook my head and focused on finishing the meal I wanted to serve him before serving it to him on a plate.

“There you go, master, I made you some curry, but it’s unlike every curry you have tasted, this one has my special ingredient,” I whispered playfully.

“Really now, huh?” He sniggered before deciding to grab some utensils and put some napkins on his lap.

I nervously watched him scoop what I made as he looked at me while swallowing the meal I made for him.

He smiled for a moment and it made m