A taste of her

.......Kira's pov......

I couldn't believe the huge outstanding building before my eyes. So magnificent and exquisite.

Mr Adam is alot wealthier than I thought.

His staff whom were all male kept staring at me repeatedly like I was the first lady they ever set their eyes on.

I followed the guard who was carrying my luggage to my room.

Brandon held onto me tightly and wouldn't let go.

He's so adorable and sweet.

He's just unlucky to have a heartless man for a father.

We went into my new room.

I gasped seeing how lovely it appeared.

Brandon left my hand and walked to the bed. He climbed on top of it and dangled his legs looking at the floor.

I took my luggage from the guard.

"Uh...it's fine. I'll take it from here" I jibed and he nodded.

He walked out of the room and shut the door gently.

I dropped my luggage at the end of the bed and unzipped it.

"Am so happy you'll be staying with us now" Brandon said cheerfully.

I smiled wryly as I brought out my clothes.

I better hurry up and help with the chores around the house.

I took Brandon's arm.

"Come on baby, let's go and help out" I said and we both left the room.

We walked down the long stairs and Brandon showed me the kitchen.

I walked in.

There were no maids.

Just an aged man by the counter peeling potatoes.

"Um...sir, can we help?" I asked and he flinched.

"No.no! Mr Adam won't like that one bit" he said nodding negatively.

"He won't know unless...you tell him. I'll just help cook the sauce, I promise" I said walking to the old man.

He must be tired.

"But..." He protested.

"Come on sir, he won't notice" I said taking some tomatoes.

He sighed.

"Alright my dear since there's no winning with you" he grouse and handed me a knife.

I smiled.

This is great!

Something to do.

I put on an apron and in no time, the preparation for the sauce was quick and active.

Adam's pov

I got home hungry and tired.

But then I remembered the little burden I had - Brandon.

He would always run to me and try to cheer me up but surprisingly, he wasn't in my room yet.

I sighed and took a bath before putting on some casual comfortable clothes.

I headed to the dinning and found my meal already there.

I sat down and devoured the whole food like I hadn't eaten in days.

Wow!

It tastes different.

I can tell.

The old chef has been cooking for me for years now and his sauce doesn't taste this nice.

The chef walked in and bowed before taking the plates.

My curiosity got the best of me.

"Did you buy a new recipe book. The food was kind of delicious" I said my cheeks turning red.

*Really? Is my food that good?*

I heard and turned.

It was the fu-k*ng doctor.

No!

Don't tell me...

"You were the one that cooked the meal?" I asked blinking.

She smiled.

"Yeah...am so glad you liked it" she replied blushing.

I sprang up to my feet and rushed out. I found myself in the toilet and I tried vomiting what I just ate.

Oh God!.

After all my years of living..

I still got to eat a food cooked by those she-devils.

I tried but the meal was right down inside of me.

"What's wrong mr Adam? Are you sick?" The witch asked standing beside me.

I got up glaring daggers at her.

"I never want to see you close to my kitchen, do you understand?!!!" I barked but she didn't flinch or move.

Huh...

Doctors.

"Am sorry I intruded. I just wanted to help the old man" she said folding her arms.

"Come with me" I ordered and walked out of the bathroom while she trailed behind me.

It's time I share this house.

Something like this never happen again.

....Kira's pov.....

We got to the living room and Adam stood far away from me.

"Now, here's how will be living in this mansion from now on. You're only allowed to be in your room and Brandon's room upstairs but down here, you can only step into the living room. You're restricted from Anyother place, got that?" He asked and I scoffed.

"Whatever" I muttered and he walked away.

To hell with what he just said.

Am sure am not a prisoner.

......Adam's pov.....

As I left the living room, I brought out my cellphone and made a call.

Let's teach our doctor a little lesson.