CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: YOU ARE NOT ALONE

Rhea’s POV

Once I changed out of my soaked white shirt and wore a black shirt, I felt confident. After giving a prep talk to myself about resisting the hot guy, I was ready to brave the kitchen again. 

Like a soldier marching to war, I walked to the kitchen with determination. But as soon as I saw Adrian setting up the meal on the table, I felt all my resolution flying away in the wind. I felt my shoulders droop in defeat. This guy was going to be the death of me. If the demons didn’t get me first, that is…

When he saw me, he gave a breathtaking smile.

“Lunch is served!” he said with a bow, and I swooned. 

I sat down on the chair and glared at Morris who was walking around my chair in circles, waiting around for his share. 

Now you remember me?

I ignored him and looked at the meal in front of me. Adrian had arranged the dishes in fancy bowls and plates.