Chapter 20: His room

Isabella set her sister's things in place before going to check her room.

Luke on the other hand had settled in his room, he stared at his reflection and let out a quiet sigh. That girl was too smart. She didn't even start a fight with him and even when she almost did, he could see how much she controlled herself.

However, that night flashed in his mind. How obedient she was to every order he gave. When he told her to look at him when it was hurting and when he told her to tighten the grip her legs had around his waist.

She was holding back that night but he told her to let out her feelings and she moaned and let him kiss her as much as he wanted.

Luke doesn't usually kiss his sex mate but that night, she was different.

The girl was fresh and the fact that she was tight didn't actually girl and it was magical.

She was adorable and he found himself staring at her when he woke up.

Soon, he discarded his thoughts and went to get himself prepared for work. He was the owner of his business and was known to be a responsible young man.

His success was rare for men his age. However, he wasn't so popular. He just had a good image and was overly successful.

Knotting his tie, he recalled that he actually hadn't stated to his maid, Isabella her limits.

Aww, he didn't like the fact that she was his maid, it just didn't sound right to him so after styling his hair, he descended the stairs calmly before turning in the direction of Isabella's room.

He would change her position to being his caregiver instead, she won't wear any uniform, and she'd just stay are someone to look after him which wasn't necessary but his mother was just too protective.

She believed he was lonely and hired a maid thinking he'd share some kind of friendship with her.

However, he wouldn't share such a relationship with her. Isabella was beautiful and hot. There are some advantages though and he'd surely take that advantages. His thoughts caused him to smile.

When he got to her room, he knocked on the door but received no response so he just pushed the door open only to set his eyes on her small body on the massive bed.

She was asleep and was curled up as if it was chilling cold in the room.

And in some way, she looked cute with the way she curled up, causing this unpermitted smile to appear on his face. She was cute.

Again, he shook his head. No, he shouldn't be this emotional, she was just his caregiver and once his sex mate...they didn't share any relationship.

Now, his thought made him question himself, do they share a relationship? Eventually, he found his way to his car and drove off.

When Isabella woke up, she felt hungry. Actually, hunger was the reason she got out of bed. It took Isabella a few minutes to realize that she actually fell deep asleep. Was it the bed or because she knew her sister was fine to cause her to sleep this long and deep?

Sitting up, she chewed and dug her fingers into her hair to stretch her body and enjoy the large space.

It was of course the massive bed! Her sister was fine but her mat never made her this comfortable.

Now, this was a reason for her to endure Luke's behaviour toward her. She had planned to cry but the bed took her into its softness.

"Hmm," she moaned and yawned with a wide mouth. "Hmph." Now, she stared into space to think of what she was going to eat.

She hadn't eaten since morning and what...what was the time? Wondering, she looked around for a wall clock and found one on the wall to see it was past twelve.

Wonder what she could find in a big house like this. She pushed herself out of bed and turned to the mirror to tie her hair into a bun.

Isabella went to the kitchen as Miranda had already shown her every part of the house. When she reached the kitchen, she sighed.

Isabella had viewed the kitchen before and what she cherished about it was the large space, the comfortable counters and the equipment provided.

Rice was the only thing she remembered how to cook so she decided to cook it with chicken soup. She could cook that.

Isabella spent two hours in the kitchen before finally eating something. Being alone at home was boring but not in Luke's house.

She still had a lot to do, she needed to clean his room and almost every corner of the house.

Isabella settled her food and began cleaning, she started from his room because the moment she noticed he wasn't home, she began to worry about when he'd return and from the way he spoke to her this morning, she realized that every single thing she does, he'd find a fault in it.

However, she didn't want him to have anything to say when he returns so she did her best and began to clean his room.

His room looked more like a dorm because of the stickers he pasted on the wall.

Isabella just couldn't hold her laughter, she looked at each of the pictures he pasted and that was when she confirmed how addicted he was to games.

He acts so mature and was so good in bed yet he was into childish things, Isabella thought.

Seeing this part of him made her realize that his mother never lied when she said he wasn't a bad person. He might be arrogant and proud and bad with words but she believed he had a good heart.

So from now on, she'd put up with his attitude and wait for him to eventually get used to her.