ISABELLA was making breakfast as quickly and quietly as she can. She didn't want to offend the man in her house.
She began to wonder why she was suddenly feeling this way. The fact that she didn't want to get on his bad side or do something stupid. Was it because he was a renowned Billionaire who everyone thinks is dead but he's right in her house, sitting on her couch and reading 'How to keep the mind Sharp'.
She bit her lip; like she does every time she's nervous.
He had that usual blank look on and she couldn't tell if he was angry at what happened earlier. He just told her to make him food cause he was hungry.
"Jeez, I'm going nuts." She roughed her hair in frustration.
After stirring the soup for a while, she brought down the pot and turned off the gas cooker. She took out a plate from the racks and scooped some in it.
