Juliette Pov

　　"Talk about shit!" I threw my hands up in the air irritated. Thankfully, I got to know that one of Zachary's maid changed my clothes after that tragic fall in that stupid fountain. But that monkey of a man had to just play with me and my poor mind claiming that he was the one who changed my clothes. I asked him the whole day yesterday about who changed my clothes, and all he did was mock me, glare at me, ignore me, type on his laptop and phone, at one point he had the guts to even shove me out of his stupid study room. I even banged few times on his door because he locked it from the inside claiming that 'I was irritating him!' I mean how the hell was I irritating him when he was the one who was irritating me?


　　I asked a simple question "Who changed my clothes?"

　　Answer the question and I would have been in my way and him in his. But no, he had to make it complicated or else the food he ate will not easily digest not until he annoys me.

　　"Why ask the silly question?" was his outraged statement and I was like "Excuse me? It's about a women's dignity! duh!"


　　Finally, after pacing around I met this lady in the hall mopping and cleaning the floor. I wouldn't have known if she hadn't asked me about 'How I was? and if I wanted something.'

　　Then only I asked her and she told me that she was asked by the monkey of a man to change my clothes because he went to fetch the doctor to the mansion's entrance gate. I took a sigh of relief when I heard about it. Thank God!


　　I would have killed if only he didn't leave me alone in the house all alone by myself the whole evening and night. He didn't even find it important to tell me that he will be leaving or he will not be there in the house the whole evening. It is awkward to be like a ghost wandering around in a big house with no people around. The maids were back to their quarters leaving a poor little soul alone in the big house. Even the bedroom where I sleep is so big that I preferred covering my head with a blanket fearing about the impossibilities of ghosts watching me sleep.

　　I mean "You never know!"

　　Here I am early in the morning with my wet hair, water still dripping out because of the shower I took for my hair was smelling like a dead rat because I felt into that fountain which had algae like substance and it kind of stuck in my hair. So, I had to shampoo my hair even if I didn't want to. All of a sudden I felt hungry and that was the reason I woke up early in the morning with a rumbling stomach and hence decided to take a shower and make my own food as no maids come early in the morning. I looked at the clock to find it 7 in the morning.

　　I decided to eat bread and butter for the breakfast. I wasn't really good in cooking but I could make the basics at least to feed myself. I kept the bread on the kitchen counter and searched for the butter in the fridge. As I was new to the things and place, it was difficult for me to find all the things easily. Most of the time, I had to ask the maids if I wanted anything.

　　First, I thought I would eat bread and butter but when my eyes fell on the toaster I thought about toasting it. So, I took the bread and inserted it inside the toaster and waited for the toaster to give me my bread. Till it gets toasted I thought about searching anything else in the fridge.

　　"Well, a sight to behold!" I jumped in fear but took a sigh of relief when I saw who it was.

　　"Zachary! Will you stop scaring me like that? You just caught me off guard!" I said as I walked to the fridge and took the jug of milk out and kept it on the table.

　　"Might I drink some milk!" I thought as I searched for the glass.

　　I was searching for it when Zachary walked into the kitchen and went past me to a cupboard. From, there he took a glass out and kept it beside the milk jug and looked back at me.

　　He looked tired as if he didn't sleep the whole night. He was wearing the same clothes from yesterday. His hair was messy and his sleeves were rolled up which was an unusual sight for me because from the day I have been with him, I have seen him dress into perfection and I had actually assumed that he was from that type pf person who dresses up perfectly every single time of the day.

　　I heard a noise and saw the bread pop up from the toaster. Before I could take it out, Zachary took it out and kept it on a plate and inserted another one into the toaster.

　　"You are hungry? Already?" he looked at his watch "At this time of the day?" he asked and then without letting me speak he continued "You should have called the maids using the staff phone," he said as he crossed his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes at me. His brown eyes pierced into mine as if he was looking directly into my soul.

　　"Because for the dumbest human like you, you never know!" he said and that literally brought back to reality.

　　"Dumbest? Excuse me?" I glared at me.

　　"What if you burn the kitchen down?" he said smirking at the end and looked at the toaster when the bread pop up.

　　"Well for your kind information I can cook!" I told him and crossed my arms across my chest.

　　"Really?" he said as he took another bread and put it into the toaster.

　　"Yes. Yes! I know all the basics. I can at least feed myself!" I told him and walked next to him and took the plate from before him and taking the knife I started applying the butter over it.

　　I stopped when I heard him chuckle. "What?" I asked.

　　"Nothing!" he said and I saw him walking to the fridge and he brought the eggs out.

　　"Wait! I will make you scrambled eggs" he said as he kept the pan on the stove for heating and took the butter away from me. I looked at him as if he had two heads while he beat the egg onto the hot pan.

　　He can cook?

　　"What?" he asked when he caught me staring.

　　"Who taught you how to cook?" I asked and a sly smile appeared on his face as he chose to ignore my question and concentrated on the eggs. Leaning against the kitchen platform I watched as he sprinkled salt over it and stirred it on the pan.

　　The egg looked nice, it even smelled nice and I felt my mouth salivating looking at it. I was really hungry.

　　"Here! Just serve it in two plates. I will just take make some coffee" he said and went to fetch the coffee powder from the cupboard. I admired his cooking skills and did what he asked. Taking two plates, which I assumed that another one for him I served the eggs and took the bread and to the table. At this point, my stomach was growling like a hungry tiger.

　　"Oh my god!" I inhaled the aroma of the coffee when Zachary place the cup of coffee before me.

　　I pushed my wet hair to the left side of my shoulder and sat on the chair as Zachary took a seat before me. Taking a piece of bread into my mouth, and a spoonful of scrambled egg into my mouth.

　　"Heaven," I thought as I chewed enjoying the delicious breakfast savoring each bite of it. I was so busy eating mine food that I didn't notice the piercing stare that I was getting right from the person who was sitting right before me. When I felt the stare, and I looked up at him with my mouth stuffed with my food to find him drinking from his coffee mug and staring at me. He knew that I caught him staring still, he didn't pry his eyes away from my direction. I chewed my food which was in my mouth slowly thinking why was he staring at me.

　　What did I do now?

　　I followed his eyes and it was directed to my hair. What's so interesting about my hair? It's just damp now. Okay! Because I just took a shower and I was wearing a purple tank top with black leggings.

　　"Is there something on my face?" I asked once I swallowed my food.

　　He looked back at me and as if he was reluctant he shook his head 'no'. With a small sigh, he took a bite of his food and I concentrated on mine.

　　"Frumoasă" I heard him mumble.

　　"What?" I asked confused whether I heard something or not.

　　"Eat your food!" he said and though I wanted to shove my spoon on his face, I gave him a sarcastic smile and ate my food.

　　"I set Nicholas free!" all of a sudden I heard him speak while I was sipping my coffee. I choked on my coffee and coughed a little before looking straight into his eyes.

　　"What?" I asked perplexed by his words.

　　"I let go of Nicholas yesterday," he said looking straight into my eyes. I blinked several times and averted my gaze away from him.

　　"Oh!" I said as I kept the coffee mug on the table and trailed my finger on the rim of the mug.

　　"Will you not ask me any questions regarding Nicholas?" he asked and my head shot up to his direction.

　　He wants me to ask him about Nicholas?