” Good morning miss Anne, I hope you had a good night’s rest?.
The master is downstairs waiting for you”
These were the first words Anne heard as soon as she finished dressing up for the day.
It was William who had relayed the information.
Anne doubted if she was needed downstairs for breakfast because it’s currently an hour before the usual time for breakfast.
What could he possibly need me for this early in the morning?.
The sun isn’t even ready to rise for goodness sake.
Earlier before the butler even approached her door, bits of last night activity had flashed through her mind when she had just woken up , she spent thirty minutes lamenting with a red face.
She had refused to get out of bed and prepare for the day, instead she kept berating herself internally while pulling at her hair.
She kept asking herself why she had indulged in such act with Mr Daemon and why she couldn’t remember the rest of last night.
Unfortunately there was no answer to her questions.
She even groaned into a pillow to release some pent up frustration at herself.
She swore to keep her distance from him and pretend that last night never happened.
Yes!.
That’s definitely what she’s going to do.
Nothing on earth would ever make her end up in such situation with that devilishly handsome man.
“Anne…nothing happened last night and you’re definitely not going to be playing house with a man you are supposed to kill” She muttered to herself with sparks of determination in her eyes.
She opened the door to find out why Daemon asked for her an hour before breakfast.
As she walked into the living room, she noticed how oddly quiet it was.
There was not a single maid in sight.
Her eyes darted around till it found Daemon sitted on the black leather couch with his legs elegantly crossed.
He noticed her presence but kept his eyes focused on his phone scrolling through whatsoever news circulated within the underworld.
It was mostly about mafia lords.
Recently , he bought the club owned by Valder who’s a really proud and annoying fool with less than two working brain cells.
Daemon wanted to teach him a lesson for daring to ask him to share the VVIP section he paid for with his son. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Taking the club was actually the first step, he hadn’t even begun to deal with Valder for such insolence.
“Uhm… Mr. Daemon, you asked to see me” Anne’s calm and composed voice made Daemon stared up at her.
He noticed she was standing a few feet away, he almost scoffed at her ridiculous attempt to distance herself from him.
As if standing away could stop me from devouring you if I wanted to.
“Yes I did. The maids and butler are currently not available, so you’ll be preparing breakfast” He assessed her reaction as she processed what he just said.
Her brows knitted in confusion, her little nose scrunched and those red lips of hers pressed in a thin line.
“Wait…What?” How was that possible, the butler was at her door barely fifteen minutes ago.
“You heard what I just said . I hate to repeat myself. Get into the kitchen, there’s an apron you can use”
Anne couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
Was he drunk so early in the morning?.
What the hell happened to William and the maids overnight?
.
I didn’t come here to be a grown man’s nanny.
“Can’t you contact them?. You are their master aren’t you?” Anne glared at him as he took his gaze off her and back to his damn screen like it was more important than she was.
“I can.” From the tone Daemon was using so far, Anne knew this man simply wanted to make things difficult for her.
She understood what he meant by ‘ I can’ , it means he could actually call them to work but he wouldn’t do that.
“But you won’t.”
“Yes.”
“Why?” She crossed her arms with a frown resting on her face.
He took his eyes of his phone, then stood up this time pocketing his phone.
He took a few majestic strides towards her and stopped in front of her.
His long fingers gripped her chin ,he lowered himself to look into her emerald orbs filled with disdain for him.
Good…
Hate me kitten.
“I dislike numerous and meaningless questions kitten. Don’t forget you’re alive right now because you agreed to adhere to every of my instructions. So choose your next words wisely” Anne felt his breath wash over her lips as he spoke.
She gritted her teeth behind her lips which were pressed in a thin line.
The deadly aura surrounding this man was a clear enough sigh not to anger him any more than she had already done.
Though a shiver ran down her spine, she locked her spine instantly to maintain composure, but her heart thumped despite her control.
She could barely breathe too.
There was something about Mr. Daemon that sparked fear in anyone.
She wouldn’t dare blink while she stared into his grey eyes.
After a few minutes of staring, Daemon released Anne’s chin.
She releases a deep breathe she had instinctively been holding.
“Follow me” He walked to the kitchen and Anne begrudgingly walked behind him, she cursed and swore at him in her thoughts all the way to the kitchen.
Such a menance very early in the morning.
Pretty face but empty heart .
Hmph!.
They walked into the empty kitchen , but Daemon chose to take a seat on an island stool, specifically the one she sat on last night.
As soon as Anne’s eyes land on the spot where Daemon had done those wicked things to her last night, her face flashed all the shades of red .
Everything that has happened on the surface of the Island began to replay in her head.
She threw a glance at Daemon and quite unfortunately, he was staring at her and her crimson colored face.
Her eyes widen and she blushes even more, but this time it’s from embarrassment.
What happened to forgetting last night?.
Why is he staring at me?
Oh God and heavens above, save me from this man.
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