Faith's pov
It's another day of having to see that stupidly handsome face that has absolutely no manners.
I grumble lowly under my breathe before standing up from my sweet queen sized bed.
The only good thing about this ridiculously huge mansion has to probably be.
The room
Food
Beautiful views.
Sighing, I make my way to the bathroom and after a much needed shower, I step out and change into a blue jeans and a pastel coloured tanktop befire wearing sicks to keep my feet warm and stepping out.
Every step towards the devil's den just keeps me dreading meeting him this morning.
Standing in front of the door, I mentally roll my eyes before knocking on the door.
I don't wait for a reply and instead push the door open before stepping into the room.
"You just lack manners in general" His royal asshat mumbles from the bed and I look towards the bed to see him laying face down on his bed shirtless .
"I apologize sir" I manage to grit out, trying very hard not to snap.
If I hadn't entered he would not permit me to and will leave me standing outside till noon.
I learnt my lesson.
"Annoying" He grumbles and I roll my eyes, before turning to walk towards the bathroom when his voice stops me.
"Don't bother, Seb and Enzo helped me take a bath today, besides I'm complaining to my mom that you are a pervert" He says and this time the words slip out before I can control myself.
"Should I fix you a bottle or would you rather be breastfed" I question him sarcastically and at my words his head snaps my direction.
His silver orbs burn with an intensity that almost has me believing the man can see me.
Swallowing I clear my throat and that is when his glare becomes harsher.
I forgot to ask him about his favourite lipstick.
"Are you insulting me" He questions while slowly rising up from his bed and making his way towards me.
He doesn't stumbble or fall and walks towards my direction.
I take a step back while starring into his eyes.
"I-I" The words get stuck in my throat when I'm suddenly pushed to the wall and his hands shoot out to cage me.
"You what faith" My name drips out like poison as he glares at me.
"I just wanted to be a good caretaker, and please move back sir, I don't feel good about you invading my personal space" I tell him and he just stares.
One thing about this grumpy shit faced billioniare is his stare.
One could swear he isn't blind.
"I pay you, you live under my roof and you complain about your personal space when you invade mine every damn time you appear in front of me" He grits out glaring down at me.
"I don't remember pinning you to a wall sir and especially putting my arms to prevent you from escaping" I state and he is back to glaring.
No wonder he doesn't see.
"You don't but I do,shut up, I don't think I pay you to talk too much" it comes out as a grumble making his voice sound deeper and huskier than usual.
Before I can reply he leans towards me, his face going to the crook of my nose and instantly I stiffen.
I press my body closer to the wall and instinctively my hands move to his chest to push him away.
They are greeted by hard muscle ehich slightly clench under my touch and I could feel myself almost melting.
I'm just a girl.
Don't judge.
The tip of his nose touches the skin of my neck and immediately I tilt back my beck but that seems to encourage the man who leans further into my neck, inhaling sharply.
Goosebumps appear and a tingly feeling spreads through my back and down to my spine almost makes me to jolt out in surprise.
Damn..
"I don't think you pay me to touch me sir" I whisper and cheer when I don't stutter or stumble over my words.
A chuckle that can give any sane, normal girl a mini orgasm escapes his lips and the hand placed on the wall falls on my shoulder only to start trailing it's way to my waist.
"I could sweetheart" He whispers back and I feel something wet touching my neck, it takes me just seconds to figure out it's his tongue.
"It's too expensive, I don't think you can afford it sir" I say after some time and this time I lightly push his chest trying to stabble my slightly ragged breathing.
No matter how handsome
He is still an asshole.
A handsome one.
Gabriel pulls away stepping back and he straightens his shirt.
"I wouldn't waste my money when it could go to better things" Fury rises in my chest and I ball my hands into fists to prevent myself from smacking his stupid face.
"I want my breakfast ready in thirty minutes, else consider yourself fired" With that he turns to walk away, not even waiting to hear an answer.
"Stupid"
"Arrogant"
"Jerk"
"Asshole" I continue reigning every other insults known by me to him.
"Twenty five minutes left" The fucking time jeeper yells out and I let out a loud hiss befire stomping towards his kitchen.
I start preparing his breakfast and don't stop cursing him when I remember that he has certain preferances for his food.
After spending two hours in the kitchen, I start arranging everything on a food cart before rolling it towards the elevator.
Pressing the button for the third floor, I sigh out abd rest my head against the elevator walls.
The elevator lets out a soft ding and soon I'm on his floor and I step out while slowly humming a song to myself.
Reaching his room, I don't bother knocking and just enter the room.
I hear him muttering something but decide to just ignore him.
For my sanity.
"Sir, your breakfast" I call out lightly while arranging the food on the table.
"I'm guessing you are the blind one, or perharps also deaf" He says sarcastically.
"I don't understand sir" I say confused at his choice of words.
"Oh still dumb" He says like he has newly discovered something."look at the fucking time and tell me if that's your given time to prepare my breakfast" He says and that is when realisation dawns on me.
"But sir, hiw did you see the time" Again the damn words of curiousity slips out and I can see that he us not happy with my choice of words.
"What did you say" He questions glaring at me.
"Si-" I am cut off by the raise of his hand.
"Shut up and get out" is all he says and my eyes widen.
"Si-get out" I am yet again cut off by him and I have no choice but to turn around and walk out of his room.
Walking out the door, I am about to start walking when I hear him call out my name.
"Faith" I turn around to face him with a small forced smile.
Though I knoe he can't see me.
"Come here" He commands in an alluring tone that has my legs automatically walking towards him like a hypnoyized person.
"Sir" I stand inside the room just besides the door.
"Shut my fucking door on your way out" he spits out and my eyes widens at that.
"Sir" I question shocked at his rudeness.
He grumbles out some words which are barely audible to me.
Irritated I don't say anything and with all the force I can muster, I slam the damn thing shut and hear how he screams my name out in irritation but I pay no mind to it.
Serves him right.
After that, I move around the house trying to see if everything is in place.
The grumphy man has people coming in to clean his place and cook before leaving.
Now that I think about it, he doesnt only dispises me but also doesn't like alot of people.
Loner
After cleaning around the place for a bit, I walk back to the living room and decide to just chill and watch a movie.
After watching different episodes of the movie and laughing like a maniac, I finally decide to go check on that stubborn patient of mine and also to make him taje his drugs.
Reaching his room I stand outside and after breathing in and out in a practiced manner, I raise my hand to knock.
'Lord give me the strength' After this small prayer of mine, I stand there waiting for him to tell me to enter but I hear nothing.
Leaning towards the door I wait and wait and also knock again but the man simply says nothing