Duce's POV
When I got back to my seat, I could hear his call from the intercom again.
I just clenched my fist because even watering plants, he's making me do it now.
"I want fried rice today. Cook for me," he said. He knows I didn't know how to cook. I was secretly tormented by his demanding attitude today.
"I think that's not my job at all, Sir," I told him.
"Are you complaining, Ms. Madrigal?” he asked while raising his brow while looking at me. I feel like he's using his power now. I couldn't help the irritation I felt while looking at him.
"I'm not, Sir. I'll fry you one then," I said so I looked at him when he also stood up.
"Let's go to my house then." I immediately felt annoyed when he said that. To his unit? As if I'll want to go there and then imagine all the things he did
