Ariel Donald's (The Contract)

Thunderstruck and the rain was getting heavier as the rain beat hard on my windows and we rushed to close them.

“Have you checked the doors?”

“Yes, they’re locked.”

“You look dead. Go have a bath.”

My stomach saw it as the perfect opportunity to grumble loudly. I placed a hand to stop the noise. “I have to make dinner, I’m famished.”

He drags me by the wrist. “What are you doing?”

“Sending you to the shower. Thank me later.” He pushed me to the bathroom and locked the door behind me.

“Let me out! I need to make dinner!” I rattled the door lock.

“Shut up and bathe! You stink!”

What! The Arrogant jerk is back. Bloody never mind… He switches from a sweet guy to his arrogant jerk persona.

“You wanted a lap dance from me! You were almost sucking my boobs!” I fired back.

“Because I was blinded. The rain brought my senses back. Hahahaha…”

“I’m hungry!”

“Bath I’ll cook!”

Did I hear him correctly? I’m sure he doesn’t know how to boil water or talk more about co