ALINA
I wiped off the bullet beads of sweat that were smeared all over my face with a groan.
Carrying a tray stacked with food, I ventured out of the kitchen.
Dante had been so annoying my ass off ever since I coaxed him to stay off work.
Now, thinking about it again with a clearer mind, I should have just let Dante f*****g go out.
Atleast, I would have peace of mind and I would only have to endure his meaningless and ceaseless rude remarks and tantrums by dusk.
Dante had totally turned me into a bee, ever working with no rest.
I ran the house activities and sometimes Dante would make me go through his work files and cross check them while he laid comfortably in his king sized bed.
I admit that he is injured and he needs treatment but is turning me into a slave part of his recovery
