“So, what do you want to eat?” Ayana asked with fury and agitation. Of all the people in the world, she could have never envisioned herself serving Adam. And she hated his guts at that very moment. She hated that instead of rushing home to meet her child, whom she had not seen the entire day, she was there, staring at that disgusting man who seemed like he had all planned out to ruin her day.
“You!” He spoke, his cold gaze cutting through between them to find her scornful eyes. There was a trace of a slight smugness as he gazed at her as if he were enjoying tormenting her. Then again, it was crystal clear from day one of their encounter that he would make nothing easy for her.
“I am not on the menu, and neither do I have time for your stupid games. Be sensible and save our time, please.
