Alice felt relieved, knowing he had won the argument this time. He often found her chatter pointless, but now he could finally relax.Alisha glared at him with resentment, her lips throbbing with pain.He didn't just kiss her; it felt like a punishment.‘I wish I could bite his lips too, so he'd understand,’ Alisha thought, a desire to retaliate burning in her heart.But she knew he was unpredictable, so she suppressed her urge, fearing his reaction."Why do you look at me like that, Angel? Your stare is adorable, but it feels like you're cursing me silently," Alice chuckled, noticing her cute gaze.He sensed her anger and desire for revenge, yet she remained apprehensive, which he found somewhat reassuring.She still had the strength to stand up to him, which he admired.Alisha reminded herself not to provoke him further, keeping her lips sealed to avoid further punishment."Let's forget it. How about some food now? What would you like to eat, Angel?" Alice suggested."Chocolate cake

John was startled by his initial answer."No," he immediately changed it. He couldn't comprehend how he had arrived at the 'Yes,' feeling as if he were inviting his own death.Alice felt like a raging bull amidst a sea of red flags. Either everyone around him was behaving foolishly, which he knew wasn't the case, or else he wouldn't have employed an incompetent assistant.However, since Alisha entered his life, everyone seemed to sound increasingly foolish, as if they were teetering on the edge, ready to push him over the brink into anger.Ignoring John's protest, Alice scrutinised the food before him. "What about the meeting? Dispose of this food, or I'll dispose of you. Don't make me do the work you're paid for," he commanded."Yes, boss, we do have a meeting scheduled for the project. Something unforeseen occurred, causing a delay," John stammered as he deposited the entire cake package into the trash.John had no desire to further provoke Alice's anger. While he was indeed paid fo

“That’s not an issue, because you don't have to be an athlete to play a game, at least not in this,” Alice spoke, as he sat on the table in front of her.Spreading both his legs, trapping her in between.“So you don't like to waste food, right? Because people die of hunger.”Alisha nodded her head at his question, not able to understand why he was asking this, as before he said he cared less about who was dying from hunger.As usual, he is just all about making her uncomfortable, by sitting this closely, or should say hovering over her ."Then you've wasted the cake, letting it fall all over your clothes and lap," Alice's eyes pointed accusingly.Alisha looked down at the mess. "You startled me; I got scared, that's why this happened," she explained."Don't blame me; it happened, and that's the fact," Alice stated firmly."Yes," Alisha agreed, acknowledging the situation.But the main question about what he was trying to say wasn't quite hitting her. First, he talked about the game, a

“You like ice cream?” Alisha's disbelief lingered in her tone, her eyes widening at the idea of him indulging in something sweet. He seemed more like the type to recoil at the mere sight of sugar."Can't I enjoy it?" Alice's grin softened as he intertwined his fingers with hers, a playful gesture that left Alisha torn between pulling away and surrendering to the warmth of his touch."You can, but you don't strike me as a sweet tooth," Alisha remarked casually, her gaze flickering between their locked hands."I have a sweet tooth, especially for you. I like you, doesn't it count?" Alice's gaze lingered on her, his words laden with double meaning, that she tasted sweeter than any dessert. She was his slice of heaven, a sanctuary from the bitterness of the world."Like me? Plenty of people like me because I'm a good person," Alisha countered, her eyes rolling as she reflected his compliment with practised ease.Alice couldn't help but smile at her sassiness, admiring her straightforward n

Alisha felt a cold sensation as a chunk of ice cream filled her mouth, with Alice's breath now fanning over her chin.‘Maybe I should eat the ice cream quickly, so he'll leave,’ Alisha thought to herself, hurriedly shoving the cone into her mouth, leaving Alice holding the lower part.Alice was shocked by how she devoured the whole cone in one go.‘Damn, she's quick. Wonder how she'd manage with something else,’ he thought to himself.“Now move, the ice cream's gone. You can have the rest,” Alisha said, struggling to speak as she tried to eat the massive amount she'd stuffed into her mouth.Some ice cream fell out as she spoke.“You're going to choke if you keep doing that,” Alice said, grabbing her cheeks, getting her mouth opened, and removing the chunks of ice cream.‘Eww,’ Alisha cringed as she swallowed the remaining pieces.The urge to vomit surged in her stomach as she watched him suck the chunks of ice cream he'd removed from her mouth.He clearly had weird habits, from the aw