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CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

Author: JOLINE
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-22 06:13:30

“I'm sure you have your hands full Clarette, let me make his coffee

I promise I'll do my best”

Sharon said, holding a white mug in her hands

“Really? You shouldn't worry you know”

“Please, I want to make myself useful”

Sharon said with pleading eyes

“Very well then, I'll be back in a few minutes to serve it”

Sharon watched Clarette leave the kitchen. This was her chance,she had waited so long for this moment

She made the coffee perfectly, remembered everything she learned

She put the right amount of sugar and cream, made it just like Clarette's. It looked good, it smelled good, and tasted like something Clarette had made

everything was set

Courtesy of her few days of apprenticeship

She wore loose pants with pockets, so she could hide the bottle. She made sure she recited her mantra that morning

But immediately she took it out and opened it, her hands shook

Sharon broke into a cold sweat, and she could hear her heart thump

She tried to do it, she was so close. But for some reason, she needed a reason. It was as if at that instant, she had forgotten all the terrible things Luca had done to her

She just couldn't

She heard footsteps, then she quickly covered the bottle and slipped it beck into her pocket

It was Clarette

She was there to serve Luca, and Sharon knew she had missed a golden opportunity. Why she hesitated, she didn't know. She hated him with all her heart, he treated her badly. But when she got the opportunity, she didn't do it

She didn't want to do it

As Sharon watched her take Luca’s breakfast away, she gritted her teeth

She was so close—

But next time, she wouldn't hesitate, she was almost there

******************

Luca’s hands were bruised. His drunken vandalism of the house made sure of that.

Everything he broke was replaced with a news even fancier one. And the servants had cleaned up his mess

But everyone knew he was going to break them again.

He took his mug to his lips. He could feel the strain on his bruised fingers, then he set it down.

There were two servants there to attend to him.

He smacked his face with his palm and let out a loud sigh

“Where's my wife? Tell her I need to see her”

About a minute later, Sharon walked lazily to his table, dragging her feet all the way.

A frown was glued to her face

“Yes, I'm here. What in the world made you to request my presence all of a sudden?”

Luca looked at the two servants and gestured at them to leave.

Then he fixed his eyes on her

His piercing deep blue eyes stared into her, and for a moment, just a brief moment, Sharon felt something she couldn't describe

“Feed me”

Luca said, his eyes still locked on hers

“You must me out of your mind, I'm not going to feed you”

Luca raised his bandaged hands so she could see them

Sharon turned her face away from him

“You could've asked one of the servants it”

“Where's the fun in that?”

A small smile appeared on his lips

He was tormenting her, just for fun

Sharon grabbed a chair and sat next to him.

Then she took his mug in her hand

Was she really doing this?

Sharon could not explain the reason for her actions. She clearly didn't want to, it was as if her body was moving on it's own accord

“Open your mouth” she said as as she took the mug to his lips.

Sharon watched his lips part, watched as the coffee she nearly poisoned went down his throat, studied his jawline while he drank, the curve of his lips, his nape, everything about his facial features.

He was dangerously handsome

Luca guided her hands to set the cup down. She was so lost in thought she forgot she was feeding a person.

“I'm—I’m sorry” she said as she got up.

There was a little coffee stain on his shirt

“I'll launder it for you—”

Luca stood up, his cold expressionless gaze pierced into her.

In the twinkle of an eye, his usual demeanor was back.

It was as if he remembered she was Sharon Gray, the woman he hated so much.

He walked out like nothing ever happened, like he wasn't the same guy a minute ago.

And Sharon had to remind herself of who he was.

He was cold and heartless, he was evil. She didn't understand him.

But there was something else. Something different, something that resembled a silver lining

The unspoken thing that made him not to touch her the night she was drunk, that made him look at her the way he did a moment ago

could she really bring herself to kill him?—

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