Revenge begins

Laura’s POV

“I am heading downstairs to make breakfast,” Chris uttered, pressing a kiss to my lips.”What do you want to eat?”

Not only had I gotten a dedicated fool like him to house me for free, I had also gotten a personal chef. Chris was really the embodiment of stupidity and I hoped he never changed himself.

“Waffles and syrup,” I murmured into the kiss, scadding my fingers through his hair. “Thanks, baby.”

“My pleasure, Laura,” He responded, pulling back from the kiss. “I already told you that you don't have to thank me for doing my job as your boyfriend. It is my main role to ensure that you are always comfortable, isn't it?”

“Sure,” I feigned a smile which he returned before stepping out of the room.

“What a dunce,” I muttered, rolling my eyes. “Thank goodness he's at least hot.”

Two days ago, ater we had sex in his office, Chris took me home to his place–a three bedroom apartment that was barely up to my standard.

But I had no option but to live like that because I couldn't e