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Written by: Authoress Ti Fe ??
CHAPTER 17
“You heard me loud and clear. Come feed me.” Landon repeated and Kim bit her lower lip.
“Why should I feed you? Can’t you feed yourself?” she asked out of frustration.
“I decide what I want to do and you have to right to oppose it. Bring the pancakes here, and feed me.” He ordered dipping his head in the water and left Kimberly looking in amusement.
She stormed into the house feeling so angry. She knew he was bent to frustrate her, but little did he know that she was his boss.
She carried the plate of pancakes from the dining table and walked back to the pool. The plate was on a tray, and a bottle of water and a cup were at the side.
She took it to the chair that was at the pool and placed it on it. Landon smirked after seeing it he climbed out of the pool.
Kimberly glared at him as he approached her. His body was dripping wet, his shorts were fastened to his thighs because of the water.
And she could see the shape of his thing slightly from the short. He came closer and she didn’t even notice he was there.
“Stop starting.” He whispered into her ears hitting her forehead with his palm.
“Ouch! What was that for?” she asked holding her head in her hand.
“Because you were staring without my consent.” He replied walking past her to the chair she placed the tray.
“I wasn’t starting.” She lied and Landon sighed.
“Whatever, I am starving. I need to eat. Come here.” He said waving his hand to her.
She smiled walking up to him and carrying the plate of pancakes. She wanted to sit on the other chair but Landon stopped her.
“Squat.” He said enjoying the moment.
“Squat? Why should I? My legs will be hurting.” She explained and Landon shrugged his shoulders.
“That is none of my business. Squad and feed me.” He said and she nodded speechlessly.
She knew after all he did, she would win at all.
“Let’s see how your face grows red after eating this.” She thought placing the plate on the chair. She picked up the fork and knife and cut a piece of the pancakes.
She moved it to his mouth and Landon opened up. She had a large smile on her face and Landon looked at her suspiciously.
“Why do you seem so happy?” he asked narrowing his gaze at her.
“Should I remain sad?” She asked with her hand still near his mouth.
“No,” he replied and she nodded. She urged him to open his mouth by moving the fork very close to his mouth again.
He opened his mouth to receive it, and all of a sudden he moved his mouth away.
“I don’t have an appetite.” He said standing to his feet and leaving Kimberly in shock.
“What? Why would you lose your appetite now? After going through all that kitchen stress?” she said angrily.
“I didn’t lose it now. I lost it when I knew you prepared pancakes. I don’t eat pancakes, and I ordered pizza already.” He said smirking.
“so why did you stress me?” Kim asked in rage. She wasn’t angry about the time and energy she wasted, but she was angry she wouldn’t be able to get her revenge on him anymore.
“I stress you because I pay you more than you should expect In a month as a maid. You can eat the Pancakes, but next time you need to ask me what I would love to it.” Landon said picking up his towel and walking into the mansion.
Kimberly stops there for minutes, staring at the pancakes and Landon as he walked away. She couldn’t believe what just happened.
“If you don’t have your revenge now, you have more than three weeks to show him the stuff you are made of.” she thought smiling wickedly.
She carried the tray of pancakes and walked into the house. She couldn’t eat them too because of the excess sugar and milk, so she had to throw them away.
She got to the kitchen and picked up the first pancakes she did which had a moderate amount of sugar and milk.
She carried it out of the kitchen and took it to the dining table. She placed it on it and took a bottle of water from the fridge.
She sat on the chair, blessed her food for few seconds before digging in. She took the first cut and bite and she shut her eyes in pleasure.
It tasted so good.
One part of her wished Landon tasted this set of pancakes she had made for him before the other ones. It tasted so nice that he would never doubt her cooking skills ever again.
“I guess I am to enjoy this one on my own then.” She thought taking another bite and shutting her eyes as she ate.
Landon mopped his body and wore a grey round-neck top and jean trousers. He dried his hair with his hairdryer and combed it.
He walked out to the living room to wait for the pizza delivery guy, and then he saw Kimberly sitting on his dining table and eating pancakes.
She seemed so lost in the snacks that she didn’t even notice she was there. The pancakes looked amazing and he wished he had not turned them down.
He didn’t lose an appetite, he just wanted to make her work in vain. Seeing her blast out in anger is his favorite.
“What the…!” He smacked making Kim flinch.
“What?! Why did you have to yell?” She asked with her mouth full of pancakes.
“What are you doing on my dining table! Are you nut? Who gave you the effrontery to sit on Landon Hernandez’s table?” he asked approaching her and she sighed.
“Seriously? Is that why you have to scream so loud?” She asked unbelievably.
“Get up.” He said looking at her.
“Go$h! You disgust me.” Kim stated standing up. She wasn’t in the mood for another fight with him. All she wanted to do is finish her pancakes in peace.
She reached for her pancakes and Landon stopped her immediately.
“What do you think you are doing?” he asked furrowing his brows.
“Leaving your dining table since it’s made for only Landon Hernandez.” She stated sarcastically.
“And where are you taking the Pancakes?” He further asked. Kimberly bit her lower lip In frustration, she understood he just wanted to piss her off.
“Any problems with that? You don’t eat pancakes.” She mimicked him and he scoffed.
“Whose flour is it? Whose sugar is it? Whose milk is it? Whose plate is it? Whose maid is she? All belongs to me. I decide what happens to it. So bring that here.” He decreed hitting the table with his finger.
“But you don’t eat Pancakes, and you ordered pizza. What do you want to do with my breakfast?” She asked.
“I decide when you eat in this house so drop that.” He ordered.
“Fk you.” Kimberly cursed dropping the tray on the table and walking away. Landon smiled and picked up the fork to try some.
He put it in his mouth and he was lost in the taste.
“Wow. This is good, she is so good.” He thought sitting and digging in.
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