Story Of Us

Chapter-13

SEPTEMBER'S POV

" Chef is in front of you ma'am, just name the dishes you want for lunch." Zachary faked a horrible British accent while wearing an apron.

I mentally scoffed at his pathetic attempt for making me fall for him. Does he really think that I'll give him my heart if he act gentleman?

I purposely slide the corner of my top, reveling my shoulders and stood in front of him. " You know Zach, I should be the one to cook for you after all you're my husband."

He looked at my bare shoulder and then at me. " Let me do the honour of cooking for my sexy..I mean sweet wife." He said with a full blown grin of him.

I nodded, stepping aside and grabbing a piece of paper and pen. If he wants to cook then why not make this memorable. Last time he had forced me to cook, right and now it's my time for revenge. I'll ask him to make as many as dishes possible. Let's see that how does he manages to prepare everything in time.

I wrote down the names of overall 20 dishes and smiled at myself while handing him the paper. He gladly took it from my hand but the second his eyes noticed what I've wrote, his jaw dropped. I thought that he must throw that paper away and point a gun at me but instead he actually started preparing himself for cooking all the dishes and now it was my chance to drop my jaw in surprise.

" You're not going to kill me?" I blurted out.

" I am going to make you fall for me." He said the second next.

I rolled my eyes at his over confidence and wondered that how it would be when he'll fall in love with me? I know then I'll ask him to leave my family but will he let me go? What if not?

I chewed my bottom lips and looked at him who by now was totally engrossed in chopping vegetables. His eyes were concentrated on chopping board and his face was nothing like his usual murderous self but more like this time he was relaxed.

" You like cooking, don't you?" And here I ended up asking him something which came in my mind.

He tilted his head up and smiled. " I do." And with that he started chopping onions.

What was that smile about? I mean he is faking the act of gentleman to melt my heart, right? Then why that smile seemed genuine and since when this monster started smiling? Is he really Zachary or someone else?

After being unable to handle the question, I let it pass and again took the look of his crying face. Wait, what? I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and kicked myself to come in reality. He wasn't crying instead his eyes were sweating tears because of the onions he was chopping.

The sight made me smile not in awe but in some way, it felt satisfying to my sadistic thoughts that he was crying. How pleasurable it would be to watch the real tears in his eyes, right? I wish I would have a chance to make him cry in pain and agony. But why I am forgetting that he's a criminal and someone like him won't feel any emotions?

I clicked my tongue in disappointment but his onion-chopping-tears-stained-face gave me an awesome idea.

I can make him cry in pain. If he would be in love with me then there are chances for me to give him a solid heartache. Yep, It can happen. First I'll develop the heart in him and then I'll break that heart which will make him vulnerable enough to understand that how much it had hurted me when he killed my Hunter.

Done then, I will make him suffer and that's my promise to myself.

" So, why don't you cook often? I mean if you love doing it?" I asked, trying to build up a conversation with him so that he will think that I have some interest in him.

He didn't said anything but just chuckled dryly as if he wanted to say something but didn't found suitable words for them.

" You know, I can be a patient listener." I added not knowing what else to say.

" Do you want to know my sappy story?" He chuckled again.

Eh? Sappy story? He couldn't have any past story after all he's the one to end the life stories of god knows how many people.

" Yes." I mumbled.

" But dear wife, I don't have one." He replied.

I know this already Bastard. You are pathetic since the second you're born and nothing could change that fact. You're the criminal, the murder, an almost r****t and sick excuse for a human being. You are the story of failed humanity.

" Okay then, I'll let you to continue this cooking thing." I whispered and left the kitchen.

***

How come a monster like him cook so well? I mean the food is delicious. He had cooked everything damn perfectly. I had just tasted a bite of every meal and now I couldn't help but full my plate with all the food and get ready for diving in heaven.

He could even fail all the top chefs with his cooking skills.

" So should I think that you liked the food since you're eating like a pig?" He said, grabbing a seat beside me.

I ignored his comment but didn't stopped stuffing the food in my mouth. F-ck, it tastes so good.

" If you're going to cook like this then trust me I won't ever leave you." I mumbled without thinking much and when I realized that what I've said actually, an uneasiness passed through my mind.

What the f-ck is wrong with you September? Like seriously you said that you won't leave him? Mind your tongue before you say a single word. In the excitement of food, you mumbled something which can never happen. Yeah, right because in that 'ever' time, he will probably kill you.

His eyes snapped in my direction and for few good seconds, all he did was tried to read my facial expressions. I shifted uncomfortably under his strong gaze and ended up averting my eyes away from him.

" I-I..mean..Uh.." I shuttered and in nervousness again started stuffing food in my mouth like a pig.

" So now are you in love with me?" I burst out laughing at his sudden question.

" NO." I screamed and then again doubled in laughter.

Is he really that stupid to think that my liking for his food will make my heart skip a beat or all those cheesy craps? God! He's hilariously disgusting.

Ew. I shuddered at the thought of being in love with him and helped myself to eat some more delicious food.

" No problem. I'll try something else after all if the prize is your sexy body then I am ready to go to any extent." He winked.

Asshole.

"I am eagerly waiting for offering you that prize." I winked back.

He nodded and exhaled a breath. To my periphery I found the burn marks on his palm but trust me, it only made me more happy. So Mr. Criminal had suffered a little while cooking for me. Perfect.

I decided to fake concerned for him so I quickly took his palm in my hand and place few kisses on them. I titled my head to look at him and found him staring back at me with void expressions.

Ugh. Come on, at lest show some signs that you're getting affected from all this in positive manner.

I faked a smile and quickly went to find ointments. I applied it on his burns as softly as I can. Yep, I know I deserve an Oscar for my acting. While I continued to do so, all he did was to fix his eyes on me.

Huh? Is there something on my face?

Okay, now I need to do act more sweetly to him till he'll get diabetes of my fake love.

I glanced at my plate and an idea struck in mind. I quickly gave myself some pep talk to act like a wife and then I grabbed a spoonful of bite and bring it near his mouth.

"Open your mouth." I said and faked another smile.

He looked at spoon and then at me before opening his mouth and swallowing the food down his throat in hesitation. Yes, he was f*****g hesitated with my this act. Looks like my plan is working.

" At lest chew the food before swallowing it." I directed with a smile and feed him another bite.

Although from inside I was dying to shove the spoon on his face and throw some curses at him but I've to act like a perfect wife of this criminal.

I saw chilli in the plate so I secretly mix it with the food and after throwing one more fake smile, I feed him next bite and the second food touched his taste bud, he started coughing.

I suppressed my urge to laugh and after wasting some more seconds, I brought the glass full of water near his mouth. He drank the whole water while I Softly crease his back, obviously it was just the fake act.

" You're not much fan of chillies, are you?" I asked trying to calm down my sarcasm.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. " No. I am allergic to them."

I raised my eyebrows and decided to continue this topic. " Allergic? Like you get rashes or something?"

He asked me to pass him another glass of water and when I did, he quickly gulp the water down his throat.

I impatiently waited for his answer that since he's allergic to chillies, so I can use them against him. Maybe someday I'll make him eat bunch of chillies and enjoy his sufferings.

" You'll see tomorrow by yourself that what happens when I accidentally eat them." He said and licked his lips.

Huh? I stared helplessly at my food in confusion, silently wishing that he'll elaborate further but without saying a word next, he walked away.

I stuck my tongue out when he was out of sight and sighed. It was difficult to act sweet when from inside I was trying my level best to control my bitchy attitude against him.

I seriously wanted to know that what he meant. What will happen tomorrow due to his allergic reaction?

" You've made all this food? Last time I knew was that you're unable to cook." Riley's voice came.

There was something about him which always make me feel vibrant emotions.

" You're right. I don't even know c of cooking." I smiled. Yes, a genuine smile.

" Then?"

" Your friend and my husband made all this for me." I replied, gesturing him to try the food for once. " And trust me it's damn delicious." I added.

" Zach cooked?" He muttered in disbelief.

Wait, don't tell me that Riley was also unaware of his cooking talent.

" Yep." I confirmed his doubt.

" Why..I mean how? I never knew that he can cook." He muttered.

I laughed at his confused state and shove the spoonful of bite inside his mouth. A moan escaped his lips after tasting which only made me laugh more because now he has also started to eat like the pig.

We both stuffed our plate and mouth enough like we were were hungry since ages. He burped after finishing half of the food and then laughed while throwing apologies.

Riley was also like Blake. I mean not literally since Blake was more of a shy type and Riley well bold one but still like Blake there wasn't a single thing about him which screamed that he was a criminal.

I shook my head to not think about anything but my plan for making Zachary fall for me and yes also to clear my curiosity about his allergy.

" Zachary had accidentally eaten green chillies."

" F-ck. Tell me that you're telling a lie." He said.

I shook my head and then he started laughing like a maniac. Eh?

" That f-cker is going to suffer hell, tomorrow." He laughed more.

I rolled my eyes at his incomplete answer and wondered that what magic will Criminal's allergy gonna do?