“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
