Trapped By Billionaire

Chapter-10

Isabella was anxiously standing in front of the kitchen counter.

She has not bad at cooking but nothing compared to her mom.

But she was confident she can go through this only this hulk can get out of the kitchen and not intimidate her with his scrutinizing gaze.

Isabella was trying her best to not mess up but everything was getting spoiled because of her nervousness.

When she was trying to open the packet of spaghetti, it spilled everywhere on the counter and she picked them up and put it in boiling water.

Then she tried to make the sauce, but she burned the butter, so she took another pan to make it again.

But nothing was working.

She couldn’t concentrate and only can see look back and noticed he was standing there and looking at her.

He was leaning on the door frame casually, wearing a shirt and pajama pants.

His figure was relaxed and calm.

But his aura was making her nervous.

If it would be anyone else, maybe Isabella would enjoy the presence of a handsome man.

But this handsome man was none other than Leonardo Rossi from whom Isabella can stay away.

Their first meeting was a reminder of his bad temper and though Isabella didn’t appreciate it she didn’t want to offend him too.

Moreover, Isabella was grateful for his help. If it was not for him Isabella could never go to New York and finished her study.

So she was conflicted about how to behave with him.

When Isabella messed up almost everything and it was getting impossible for her to cook, she turned around.

“Can you please go out and wait? I will bring your food in ten minutes.” She requested.

Her eyes were begging for him to leave her alone, but as if he didn’t notice it and ignored her request.

“How can I believe you won’t mess up?” He asked and Isabella sighed frustrated.

She can only ignore his presence and get back to her work, which was next to impossible.

But there was no other way and Isabella wanted to finish this and return to her room.

Every second with this man was getting hard for her to pass.

She can’t understand what it was, but he was making her feel conscious.

She couldn’t let her guard down.

She absentmindedly took an onion to cut, but the onion slipped and she cut her hand accidentally.

“Ouch.” She shrieked and was going to hold her hand inside the flowing water, but before that she felt a tug and a warmth surround her finger.

She looked up and noticed Leo was sucking her fingers inside her mouth, and she blushed.

“I… I can handle it.” She pulled her hand hurriedly and press the cut tightly to stop the bleeding.

“How can you be so careless? You could have admitted you can’t cook.” Leo scold her and she flinched.

Only she could say it was not her fault.

Only if he would have listened and let her work peacefully.

“I can cook, and it’s a simple cut. I can handle it.” She said and pulled the onion again.

“No, you can’t. What will you serve me? Pasta smeared with your blood?” He asked angrily.

Isabella walked away and pull out the first aid kit. Applied a bandage and start her work again.

“Now you won’t get covered in my blood.” She said without looking at him.

Leo didn’t argue again and left the kitchen silently.

Isabella now finished the cooking calmly.

When the dish was ready, the kitchen filled with a beautiful aroma.

Isabella served the dish on a plate and came out and put the dish in front of him.

Leo was silent again, and he took a spoon and start eating.

Isabella was waiting for his complaint but nothing came and after he finished his dinner, he left after placing another order.

“Make a cup of black coffee, no sugar or cream, and bring it to my study.” Isabella was looking at his retreating figure and sighed.

How can this man look so deadly when his face was the opposite of that?

But what could she say?

If only he would be well behaved, maybe Isabella would have fallen for his face.

His dark blond hair, straight nose Grey eyes, and thick lips everything was so perfect.

Even her clothed body look so charming even when he was wearing casual.

Though he looks better in his formal clothes.

How his lips were moving when he was eating the food.

But when his voice comes out of his lips, everything changed.

His tone was so dominating and his aura was so intimidating Isabella wanted to run far away from him.

“That’s why people say nobody is perfect,” Isabella muttered and walked inside the kitchen with his left over to fulfill his next demand.

She turned on the coffee machine and put two espressos shot inside and put a cup below the machine.

The machine started and dark creamy espresso was falling inside the cup in minutes the room was filled with aroma and the cup filled instantly with dark black coffee.

Isabella turned off the machine and put the cup on a tray and walk upstairs.

She was feeling sad for this person. Now she can understand why he was so cold. How can people talk sweetly after drinking this bitter liquid?

Coffee is for enjoying, this aroma is heaven. But this man is torturing himself by taking it without pleasure.

But it’s none of her business.

She doesn’t want to bring trouble into her life anymore.

If her mom wouldn’t be sick, why would she agree to meet this handsome demon?

She love herself a lot and didn’t want to die a virgin.

She wanted to live a long life and give her mom a comfortable life after getting a job.

Then she would marry a handsome gentleman and give birth to two babies. One boy and a girl.

While she was thinking about her plan, she reached his study.

She knocked and walked inside.

He was working on his laptop.

So she left the coffee on his table before leaving the room silently.