"G-Good morning Sir." I stutter and chew my lips nervously.
"Make sure my food is ready inside the next 20minutes." He tells me coldly and walks away however no longer before sporting his briefcase alongside.
"Wow, what an arrogant man!" I scoff in anger and walk into the kitchen. He may be good-looking however I do not like that bloodless and detached attitude of his, I wonder what occurred to him to make him sour like that.
***
I knock at the door and hear a come-in earlier than I walk into his room, he's seated at the couch within the room together with his eyes closed and a pitcher of wine in front of him. I quietly drop the tray and dish out his meals, I am done, I have to possibly turn round to depart however I can not prevent watching him. His perfectly arched eyebrows, his cutely pointed nostril, his gentle crimson lips, the column of his neck, I'm entranced.
I gasp when his eyes abruptly flutter open and he caught me gazing him, I quickly turn round to go away however he grabs my wrist. I sense a spark begin in my wrist and undergo my whole body and I shiver barely.
He offers me an extreme appearance with his stormy blue eyes piercing through mine.
I chew my lips nervously, now not understanding what to say or do.
"You are 5 minutes late." He says with his eyes is locked on mine and drops my hand.
"I-I am..."
"You can also depart." He cuts in and turns towards his food thereby disregarding me.
"What a jerk!" I mumble underneath my breath.
My eyes widen in surprise whilst he turns closer to me sharply and I realise that I would possibly have said that aloud.
"You say what?"
"Nothing," I reply fast and rush out of his room.
***
When I step returned into the kitchen, I see that the bird I placed inside the microwave is now barely burnt since the timer has run out a few minutes ago. It isn't that burnt, it can still be controlled but I'm not taking that danger with Ashley. The concept of trashing it makes me cringe, I hate wasting meals and I make up my thoughts to consume it. I vicinity it inner a plate and as I flip around I see Ashley status directly at the back of me, I became so startled that I drop the plate of fowl. Immediately I stuck the expression on her face I realize that I'm in trouble.
"A-Ashley...I-I failed to suggest to burn it." I stutter.
"Can your dead mother and father have enough money that piece of chicken, you wretched i***t?" Ashley yells in my face. "What is your process in this residence? Huh?" She yanks my hair. "Answer me?"
Tears start rolling down my eyes uncontrollably, not because of the ache I experience at the basis of my hair but due to what she stated. I understand I came from a totally bad own family and that I'm an orphan however must she rub it in my face each day? Why does she like disrespecting my dead parents with the aid of insulting them whenever she is indignant at me?
"I wager you have been making plans to serve it to me like that proper?"
I see her elevate her hand to slap me and I speedy close my eyes watching for the impact of her hand on my cheek.
"Ashley!" I listen an authoritative voice call her sternly. I open my eyes to look Jace at the entrance of the kitchen, he's sporting the tray I used to serve his meals.
"Drop your hand and step away from her." Ashley hesitates. "Now," Jace stated flippantly but at the back of that calm voice, there is a threat.
Ashley glares at me with hatred earlier than stepping back.
Tears roll down my cheeks as I keep away from her glares and stare on the fowl at the floor.
"Now make an apology to her."
Ashley gasps dramatically as though this is the most ridiculous aspect she has ever heard. "Me? Apologize? To her? Never!" She replies stubbornly.
"Do it now."
I cannot stand the drama anymore, I rush to escape all of it but Jace blocks the exit.
"Jace, she burnt my breakfast," Ashley whines like a child.
"I will now not repeat myself, Ash. DON'T DARE ME."
Ashley's lips quivers and tears fill her eyes, it is due to the fact her pride is wounded and her ego is bruised. She by no means apologizes to all people whenever she is inaccurate speak-less of apologizing to me, I suppose she feels embarrassed.
"I-I a-am..." she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. "... Sorry." She ultimately says and releases the breath she has been keeping.
"That isn't always sincere enough, say it again and add her name," Jace tells her calmly.
"What?!" She looks at him like he has grown two heads.
"You have five seconds to do this. 1,2..."
"I'm sorry Sasha." She repeats quick with tears rolling down her cheeks. She tries to run out of the kitchen but Jace does no longer allow her.
"One greater aspect Ash, if I should ever capture you bully her or any other individual again you will no longer like what I will do to you." He warns her and eventually lets her do the walk-or as an alternative-run of shame.
"I hate you!" She yells at the same time as strolling to her room.
"I love you too," Jace smirks.
I was speechless, nobody has ever executed that to me, no person has ever defended me like that. I stare at Jace and I experience whatever I am feeling for him earlier than multiplying. I open my mouth to thank him however that cold expression slides returned into his face and he walks out.... Before I can thank him.
***
I keep on rolling on the bed no longer knowing what to do when you consider that sleep has determined now not to return, it's far late at night time and Ashley hasn't come lower back domestic in view that Jace scolded her. That method she is either napping over at Cassie's vicinity or she is out partying again.
I'm involved due to the fact I recognize that being the type of person she is, Ashley may not allow what passed off earlier move without retaliating and I'm frightened of what she might do.
Looking on the wall clock for the umpteenth time, I see that the time is quarter past 11 and Jace is likewise not but back from anyplace he went to. A short time later, I pay attention a automobile horn and the sound of the gate starting, I peep out through my window secretly hoping that it is Jace.