LEWIS POV
The sound of pots clashing each other made me open my eyes and jump off the bed in shock.
I was half sleepy, but I needed to check who the hell broke into my house. I live alone so it is impossible for someone to be here.
I tiptoe to the kitchen, hoping to catch the criminal in the act.
“Why are you walking like that?” I heard from behind me, making me jump as I quickly turned to see who was in my house.
When I saw her, I relaxed a little.
I honestly forgot I no longer live alone, all thanks to Zain, who refused to listen to my plead to keep this violent woman away from me.
“What are you doing in my kitchen?” I asked her as she walked into the kitchen and turned on the table.
“Trying to make breakfast for myself because I am starving. Why? Do you also want to eat somethi
