To betray the mafia king

Chapter 4

Her eyes suddenly stopped at him and so did her hands.
Those brown eyes widened for a second but she covered it up well.

She continued doing her work completely ignoring his presence all at once.

"Don't wives generally greet their husbands when they come back from work?"

His question falling on deaf ears as she did nothing to acknowledge him.
Moving towards her,he stood behind her to see her muscles get tensed.

He smiled at this.
So my closeness does effect you.
He thought.

"Hi"

Came her sweet reply which was nothing more than a whisper.
But being so close to her he heard her.

Next she knows a hand moved forward from behind her touching her arm in process.
She saw the veins in his forearm flex and she gulped.

His hand proceeded to pick up a cookie from the lot of the newly baked ones.

Her eyes widening at his action.

She just got them out of the oven,they were very hot.
He will get his hand burned!

Holding onto his hand ,she stopped him.
The mere touch of their skin sent a bolt of electricity through their hands and they quickly moved back their hands.

"They are hot."
She simply replied with her back still on him.

On getting no response she thought he left but the aura that surrounded her said otherwise.

She gulped as she felt his his chest touch her back.
His voice a near whisper next to her ear.

"Alessa you were asked to rest. You are straining your ankle,it will get worse."

The very thought of him caring did something inside her.
No one ever cared for her,it was always the other way.
But again he cared for Alessa Roussou ,a billionaire's daughter.
Not for Amara Luca.

"I was bored"

She picked up the cookies he earlier aimed for.
Cooling it she turned around to offer it to him.
She didn't wanted to look rude by denying him a cookie.

But to her surprise when she turned,he was too close.
Her hands almost touched his toned chest .

"This is not an excuse .You will come back once done with this."

She looked up to see genuine concern in his eyes.
Nodding she moved her hand up to offer him the cookie.

She expected him to hold the cookie with his hands but to her surprise she felt his hand grab her wrist.

Her widened eyes met his to only see him stare back at her with the same intensity.
Next she knows her hand was moved forward and he was feeding from her hands.

His lips wrapped around it and she felt her cheeks burning.

He enjoyed the cookie,he was literally swimming in oats and raisins when he took note of her reaction.
Those shy eyes,rosy cheeks and ice cold hands.

He couldn't help enjoy it.

"I..oh no my cookies!!"
She suddenly exclaimed pushing him and trying to dash towards the oven.

Her injured ankle twisted all of a sudden and she found herself falling in front.
She was ready to break her fall with her hands when she felt strong hands on her waist from behind.

Before she could voice her pain,he had already lifted her up from the ground and placed her on the kitchen counter.
Switching off the oven he stormed towards her with heavy footsteps.