By the time Anne found her way back , it was already twilight,she stood still and glared at the mansion before her with gritted teeth and clenched fists, her appearance was quite pitiful.
She was no different from a drenched cat as she marched into the mansion with the fury of a hundred bulls.
She would make sure the cruel man had hell to pay when she gets to him.
The butler approached Mr Daemon where he was seated for dinner.
He gave a courteous bow before speaking.
“It’s raining quite heavily master?. Do I go out to find her sir?” He felt really sorry for Miss Anne, she must be drenched and lost in the maze his master led her into.
He had spent quite enough time with his master to know that it was intentional.
“Why bother William?. She’ll be here any moment from now. Have the maids serve dinner.” Daemon wore a cruel smirk, his eyes gleamed with mischief and his long elegant fingers rested on the table while his chin rested in the other hand.
With such a posture, he could fool anyone to believe he was quite lazy.
William bowed and went in the direction of the kitchen.
Soon, maids walked out to set the dishes on the dining table.
Each one was careful not to make any sound because they were very aware that the clanking of kitchen ware or cutleries irritated their master.
They finished arranging each dish and walked away after a small bow.
Plates, bowls , shiny cutleries sat on the table while aroma of various delicacies filled the air.
Footsteps approached the dining table from behind Daemon.
His smirk curled a little more as he heard her approach him.
He knew she was already plotting ways to kill him.
His kitten had suddenly turned feral.
It was quite entertaining actually.
She stormed towards him, her every step fueled by blinding rage.
As soon as she was close enough, she immediately pointed her index finger, her tongue ready to lash at him.
Daemon stared at her with a perfectly arched brow, he stared at her wet mass of auburn hair, her wet dress which clung to her body like a second skin. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
It even outlined her breasts and curves, he noticed the water slowly dripping from the edge of her gown.
The tips of her hair dripped water.
Even her lashes had tiny droplets hanging on.
His expression remained composed but the glint in his grey eyes made it clear he was thoroughly enjoying the sight of her standing there, drenched and furious.
” It took you quite a while kitten.
What happened to you?” He was clearly mocking her, her brows knitted in fury.
“You… You left me in that maze, I had to spend the whole day finding my way back!.” She flared her nostrils and scowled at him.
“You make it sound like I committed a crime.”
Anne could not believe the level of cruelty this man possessed.
Such a vile creature in a beautiful skin.
“You’re unbelievable. I was wandering in that maze thinking I’ll die of old age and yet here you are, helping yourself to a feast.” She folded her arms beneath her breasts, she was getting cold with the gentle breeze blowing lightly at her skin in the dining room, her fierce glare never left her face.
“You are welcome to join me ” He knew how much of a foodie she was.
Merely looking at the food on the table, age might forget why she’s here and just as he thought, Anne was salivating at the delicacies on the table, the aroma was heavenly.
She inhaled some and slowly licked her upper lip.
The once furious woman who had marched in with a promise of death, sat down in the chair beside Daemon, dismissing the fact that she was soaked and dripping water on the dark tiled floor.
“Do you think you can bribe me with food?, I’m still very upset . I had to navigate my way through a maze of poisoned roses.” While talking, her gaze drifted to the plate before her but they rested on Daemon once more.
“And yet, you’re sitted in wet clothes ready to devour everything on this table” He took his chin off his hand and sat properly to eat.
“It wouldn’t kill you to apologize you know” Anne muttered but a cold, empty laughter with a bit of mockery was Daemon’s response.
She knew she was supposed to take off the wet clothes before eating but she wouldn’t dare leave this man alone with all this delicious meal, he might eat all the food just to spite her.
Just as another shiver threatens to rack her body, sudden warmth envelopes her without warning.
Her brows knitted at the heavy dark coat resting on her shoulders, she turns to stare at Mr. Daemon but he was already eating with an unreadable expression.
He didn’t spare her a glance.
“Eat” The words came out with cold authority threatening to freeze her if she keeps staring.
She takes her eyes off him and instead stare at the delicious meal before her.
Her fingers pick up the cutlery, then she starts eating.
The dining passes in a quiet atmosphere which was a bit chilly, Anne had to hold on to the coat she was cloaked in, it was quite big on her, possibly twice her size but it kept her really warm.
She could even perceive his masculine cologne and she scrunched her nose but keeps eating anyway.
She ate twice as much as she had eaten during breakfast, her stomach that had once growled like a monster was now well fed and content.
Daemon stared at the empty bowls, he had intentionally asked that the dinner be served in more quantity than they had served for breakfast and yet this little woman wolfed it all down into a stomach that he couldn’t see from where he was sitting.
Anne rubbed her food baby through her wet clothes and a small smile curved on her lips, but as soon as she remembered the reason why she was drenched in the first place, she turned to glare at Mr. Daemon.
“I haven’t forgotten what you did. ” She says coldly and rises to her feet to walk to her room.
Daemon stared at her in his coat while she was standing, she looked quite ridiculous in his coat because it was touching her ankles and her hands were lost in the coat, even her body could barely be seen as she wrapped the coat around her.
Anne looked like a toddler wearing her father’s jacket.
Anne turns and heads for her room, Daemon’s smirk turns into a smile at the sight of his little kitten walking away in his coat, it was such a funny sight to behold.
As Anne walks out of the elevator and head towards her door, she wondered why the same man who left her in the rain also placed a coat on her shoulder.
Did he have two conflicting personalities?.
Is he bipolar?
She opened her door and stepped into the room, quietly shutting the door behind her.
She was really in the mood for a soak in warm water.
Mr Daemon is officially a madman.