𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃

𝟎𝟖.

{ OCTOBER 12 }

Dmaged ribs, bruised hip, bruised skull, and swollen cheek. I was discharged from the hospital a few days ago and taking pain medicine, but it still hurt like hell.

I was healing at Christian's mansion. He believed it's unsafe for me to go home and stay by myself. I would've been happy healing at my own home but Christian was determined to not let me go home.

I opened the luxurious oven door, checking the garlic bread i was baking. It was completely homemad. There wasnt much to do in his house. I flipped them over with my hands and shut the door again.

Although his house was boring, it was huge. 2 floors and a basement, making it three. First floor contained the den, living room, dining room, winery, 20 car garage, kitchen, closets, and a huge backyard.

The upstairs had a multitude of empty rooms, and different wings. The basement was somewhere I haven't explored and wont go.
Christian said it's the only place Im off limits too, but he gave me the okay to search the entire house. 

Albertoe was between our rooms yet I always seemed the first person to take care of him when he cried. We had a rotation, yet Christian barely followed it.

I would go to Albertoe's nursery as soon as I heard a noise come from it, whether it was my day or not. Christian would see me in the room and just walk away, rubbing his eyes.

A few times since Ive been here I've heard noises come from the basement. I assume that it's connected to whatever christian does as a side job.

I grabbed the different spices to season the spaghetti sauce I was making. It contained ground beef and ragu sauce as of now, and looked kinda plain but it's a process.

I would be making spaghetti, garlic bread, and caesar salad. In all honesty, I loved to cook and I loved to cook for people.

I was cooking for Christian so when he comes home we could eat together.

His schedule as an officer was 9 am to 5pm on weekdays. He'd come home around 5:30. He went overtime some days and worked until 8 or 9pm.

He says it comes with being a good officer but I knew wasn't an honest cop.

I had lots of questions for him. What he works as his side job, whyd he get both jobs, who does he work for, etc. I feel like it's only fair since he's got me shackled to him, whether I wanted to be.

I heard albertoe cry, waking up from his nap and I sighed heavily and walked upstairs. Christian said he had maids and caretakers but where they went? I had no idea since I was the one taking care of Albertoe.

Christian's adopted the conclusion I would be handling the house during my stay, which is annoying but I didn't prove him wrong.