Marion
I was a little upset towards her words. I'm very sure that I cannot be wrong about what she feels for me. Not only that, but I felt bad that I was tough on her and I want to make things better between us. So I looked at her and said, "Let's make something to eat. I'm hungry! Can you help me out?". She agreed and we went to the kitchen together. I gave her some onions, garlic and tomatoes to cut. I boiled the spaghetti in a pot and helped her to cut some ingredients. She looked at me and start the conversation. "You're staying alone here? Where's your family?" she asked while cutting the garlics. "Yeah, as you can see now. I like to be alone and this gives me peace of mind. How about yours?". "It's just me and my mom. My dad passed away when I was ten years old. Once we migrated, momma and I stayed with Mrs Steel. She has some health conditions. I want her to take care of her health and that's why I accept this job to support her. Once I'm graduate, I will take a house and both of us will stay together," she said. "No second marriage? I mean, you were young and how she supported you?", I asked her with a confused tone. She smiled and said, "My momma is a strong woman. She doesn't need a man to survive. Besides, she loved my father so much even after all these years, she used to talk about him continuously. She made me believe in love." I don't want her to be sad, and I said, "I will prepare the pasta for both of us, and we will have it together. Okay? Just go and have a seat. I will serve the pasta." She prepared the plates for both of us, although I told her to sit. She's quite stubborn. I served her pasta on the plates, and we started to have while it's still hot. "So do you have friends here?" I asked her. She swallowed the pasta in her mouth, "Matt is my closest friend since I came here. He always helps me with my studies. Now Bella and I am getting along well. I know that Ms Melinda is a model and how about you?" she asked me curiously. " I'm a songwriter and singer. It's very weird that you don't know who you're having dinner with." I didn't expect her to ask me this question. It seems like she's not familiar with Hollywood celebrities and singers. She looked at me shockingly and said, "I'm sorry, momma never let me hear love songs nor watch love movies. She doesn't want me to get spoiled by all those romance things." I smiled at her and have my balance champagne. "So you have not watched any romance movies or listened any music", I said. "Yeah, but I will do romance my own way. I have learned it from my parents. They have built they're relationship on a strong love, care and understanding. I want that kind of relationship. The only one that I will love forever and will never let him go," she said. She's so pure and naive. What am I going to do with her? She's in her own fantasized world. I need to break it and let her see a man is not as gentle as she thinks. She will learn in time how wild a man can get behind the closed doors. She will never able to get a relationship that she's dreaming now. "It seems like you have never dated any guy because I can see you living in a world filled with fairy-tales. Waiting for a prince charming, uh?," I said. She looked at me with a confused face while taking her plates to the kitchen. I cleaned the table and went to the kitchen. She was washing the dishes. She looked perfect, and her tight uniform revealed her curves. I get closer to her and hold her waist tightly. She dropped the plate she was washing and opened her mouth to say a word, "This is a harassment, Sir. I told you not to touch me." I hugged her even tighter and whispered in her ear, "Call me Marion, and you're not going to instruct me what to do. If you think I will leave you so easily. Then, you're wrong because I will never let go when my eyes lay on anything. I hope you will get this to your mind. I don't do fairytale things. So, you have to get used to it. Hurry up, we need to get back to the mansion. I'm afraid that I can't control myself." I kissed her cheek and release my grip from her waist. Likewise, I walked off from the kitchen and took my towel. I felt so uncomfortable, and I thought a cold bath will make me better.