THE CEO'S PROPERTY

l come with me, and now that I've brought you to my house, you're leaving?' he snarled. 'Didn't you want this before? Don't think too much. Aren't you afrai

ood flow. I glared at him, but his expression remained stoic. 'You can stay here. I'd f

Wow, Adriana! Your mo

azily, crossing his long legs without looking back. 'Yes, Hazel. I already have a house cleaner wh

how to fry. I might end up burning down the entire kitchen if he asks me to do that! 'Uh... Yes, of course! I'm o

unded like a hopeless and poor human being! Helping others but not accepting payment? The hell? Well,

respond, he stood up, walked towards the elegant staircase, and started climbing up. 'There are three guest rooms on the

his name. There's probably nothing wrong with asking. He stopped in his tracks. I saw his

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cond floor. Given Zion's house, I knew all the rooms here were elegant and modern

xing scent of the room. Something unfamiliar flowed within me—an unfamiliar place, ambiance, feeling. Then it hit me; I was now free from my parents' cont

bedside table. It wasn't huge but fully furnished with a flat-screen TV, air conditioning, a mini-

ways find them. I didn't want to risk it. I'm fine here at Zion's house. I'll live with these lies as long as po

the soft mattress. Everything happened so fast; moments ago, I was chasing my dad's men. No

ll, what's his reason? Maybe he really needed a housemai

d my phone. Two messages from my sister a

Ch

men to look for you. Please,

Ch

ur way to Batanes? Calix is

essages before co

e

e can see each other again. I'll calm Dad's anger first. I'll miss you, Ate. Please take

te Cheska breaks my heart. I'm an Ate's girl, and leaving her is tough. She's always been there for me, e

ing it as I continued crying. Slowly, my head grew

ld have woken up early; as Zion's maid, I shouldn't be a guest. What would he think if I acted like a nonchalant maid? I hurriedly got out of bed, n

s living room. Even that area was quiet, seemingly empty. Where could he be? It looks deserted. C

ne. It's his house, right? Where's his family? Is he married? Perhaps he

I quickened my pace but abruptly stopped when I saw Zion leaning against the sink. Hi

r belt, his slightly damp bangs fell across his forehead. He looked fresh and at

s lips in a slow but manly move. He glanced at me. 'A housemaid should be awake jus

but hearing his voice now, I sensed some anger. 'It's already eight. I usually don't have breakfast here sin

my head down. 'S

my head. I usually wake up at seven, preparing for work in our comp

oday, probably due to fatigue

be leaving for work, Hazel. You're in charge of the

ka

tly. 'Have you

ack and followed his movements. All I could see was the beautiful shape of his back. E

ere was also a pitcher of orange juice. It felt embarrassing. He cooked instead of me. Starting tomorrow, I'll wake up early. I'll set the ala

as if it were my last. Maybe it is. Maybe Zion,

en frugal with my earnings at our company and in the dental clinic, so I don't need my parents'

did everything correctly. I'm not used to clea

ple or more should be working together to finish. I collapsed onto the couch in the living room. I propped my tired feet on the cente

most seven in the evening. I straightened up, remembering th

dog? Egg? That should be fine.

ve to clean

d the pan, added oil, and nearly cursed as I poured too much! Ignoring it, I unwrapped the hotdog and sliced it, causing the oil to splatter on me. I almost fled from t

ion. It was all burnt, completely black. Could Zion still eat this? Maybe he coul

handle

ruly a mess right now, Adrianna. You should research and learn how to cook. Both eggs were a mess like

, I ran out of the kitchen. The first thing I saw was Zion walking towards the dining

ng to eat?" I

otionlessly. I nodded back and grabbed a plate, placing it in front o

him. Burnt, messy, and unappetizing. Even the rice wasn'

y sound was the clattering of the plates. Zion suddenly let out an annoyed groan. I bit

this, Hazel?" he

I'm sorry,"

e bobbed. When he opened his eyes, they returned, darker than ever. The way

riously a f