CHAPTER 15—First day of work

The next day at three in the morning, I woke up because of the barking of the dogs. I felt thirsty but I only saw Rome in the kitchen.

“Prepare breakfast,” Rome said to me with a cold voice and if looks could kill, I would have been bleeding by now.

He embraced the woman and they went back up to his room. It was obvious they did something because the woman was wearing very little clothing, even Rome’s clothes.

I wish I were her. I wish I were the one beside Rome.

I followed them upstairs to listen to what they were going to do but I couldn’t focus, I couldn’t hear them. I wanted to scream but no sound came out when I went back down.

I’ve wanted to leave this kitchen since earlier because of what I saw. Rome told me to stand by the table so they could give me some instructions. After I finished cooking earlier, they came down. Rome didn’t even offer me food while they were feeding each other.

“What’s up?” the woman said playfully. Can I throw the cup of coffee I’m holding at her? It wo