The First night (1)

Wirata kept a straight face. She handed the sponge to him, nodded for approvement and stepped aside to give way to him.

Stefan held the sponge, he saw how she did it a minute ago so it wasn't difficult at all! In fact, it was dead easy, easier than throwing a knife at an apple. He bet she couldn't throw a knife at a melon or shoot a tin!

Stefan smirked when thinking of something that he could do but, she couldn't. She would learn soon enough that she couldn't mess with him or making jokes about him. But if she wanted some fun, of course, he would give her plenty! The kind of fun he was very good at!

"Be careful when you hold it. First, you have to rinse the food scraps under the running water. And then use the sponge with a washing liquid to wash the debris and rinse it off."

She explained. Stefan gazed at the slim body standing, crossing her arms, telling him to clean the plates. He raised his eyebrow up.

"Why are you just standing watching me and doing nothing? I helped you to cook, so now you help me to clean up." The dark voice said. He soaped the sponge and rubbed the plate awkwardly and nearly dropped it.

"Helped me to cook? You didn't even finish cutting the onion."

"I chopped tomatoes, did I?" He argued.

"Alright, if you say so. Careful! It's slippery. " Wirata said. She looked at the way he was holding the plate then thought she didn't want to see broken dishes so she decided to help him.

"Now you know what cleaning people who work at a restaurant have to go through. Behind your luxurious meals, after they serve the ridiculous mafia like yourself, they have to do this dirty job for you, too."

She had the chance to bite and nip at him so she took it. He should learn to understand how ordinary people go through their hard daily lives. Not everybody was luckily born with a silver spoon in his mouth like Stefan Mackenzie!

"Shut up, I'm not a moron. You don't know me, so just zip it! "

He said with an edgy voice. The two helped to wash dishes. At first, the big hands scrubbed the plates not very well. but he got better after almost dropped a few. They finished all the washing up and cleaning in twenty minutes later.

"Very good," Wirata said. The handsome but bruised face scowled.

"It's just washing plates, not studying a master's degree at Harvard! "He snapped ironically. Wiping his hands on her apron. The big hands touched her breasts, making Wirata jumped.

"Stefan!"

She scolded, her eyes were fierce.

"What?" He lifted his eyebrow. Wirata threw a daggered look at him. She knew it wasn't an accident, but he meant to touch her.

Stefan shrugged and hid his smirk. Looking at her displeased expression, she was always quick with words and there was no fear when she fought with him. He hadn't had a clue where he had gone wrong with this woman, why she wasn't afraid of him which she should.

"Done! Let's go." The big hand grabbed her arm, pulled her out of the kitchen.

"We must dry the dishes first."

Wirata said, but he didn't care.

"It will dry itself. " Stefan said. He threw his arm around her shoulders. Wirata moved away but he didn't let her do that, locked her neck and walked with a smirking face.

James and Ben looked at the boss wrapping his arm on Miss Wirata's shoulder and walking past them, straight into the bedroom.

"We are going, boss, Miss. " James said.

"Goodnight. " Wirata said to them and that was all she could manage to say because he didn't care to stop to say goodnight to his men.

James and Ben heard the bedroom door was slammed closed. The two bodyguards nodded to recognize the meaning. ... It meant ... Get out!

So they left the penthouse to their own rooms.

"Let's take a shower. "

Stefan said, then took off his clothes. He pulled the towel to cover the lower body carelessly. Wirata blushed to see the insane mafia undressed in front of her and he didn't care that he was naked before wrapping himself with the towel.

"You do it first. I'll go to see Summer." Wirata said. Her baby had been sleeping quite a long time.

"He is sleeping, don't go to disturb him. We have other activities to do."

He said and pulled her to him, she crashed into his solid body. His handsome face was smirking

"If you are not too stupid. You should know that it is my turn now. Your main job is to serve me in bed. "

The harsh voice reminded Wirata of the reason why she was here. Wirata lifted her face up to look at him. Saw sharp eyes were staring and waiting to see her reaction.

Wirata thought this psychotic man liked seeing other people in trouble and felt happy.

So evil!

"Where are my plant pots?" She asked to change the topic. Stefan blinked with the statements that were not related to the ongoing conversation.

He sighed and the big hand grabbed her small hand then walked out of the bedroom to the back. opened the large sliding door to the spacious balcony with a swimming pool and beautifully designed garden.

Wirata was stunned for a few seconds. The rich's lifestyle was really different from the poor's. The gap between the two castes was so big and far, just like heaven and hell.

"That corner."

He pointed to a corner near the artificial waterfall. There are beautiful flower pots ... including hers. It looked like her plants had been looked after well. She was pretty sure it wasn't Stefan who would have time to pay attention to the little things like gardening. It must be Ben and James.

There was Summer's toilet at the far corner. Wirata had no doubts anymore why Summer had betrayed her like this.

The sound of somebody jumping into the swimming pool, Wirata turned to see the tall figure naked in there.

"Come and swim with me"

The voice said. Wirata shook her head.

"No, I'm going to shower it late and I'm sleepy."

She replied. Since she stepped onto the plane, she wasn't able to sleep because she had been thinking about many things that were happening in her life at the moment.

Wirata didn't wait for him to order her around, she walked back in the bedroom and quickly took off her clothes. Opened the wardrobe, seeing a basket placed on the bottom there with his clothes in.

She wasn't sure where to put her dirty clothes but when thinking for a minute, she saw her two suitcases near the wall. So Wirata opened one of them and folded her used clothes to put in there, just temporary, she would find a basket for her stuff later.

Then she hurried to the bathroom and locked the door firmly. Wirata finished the shower and hurried out. Felt relieved that he had not yet returned.

He was very crazy, swimming at midnight like this!

Wirata chose the blue cotton pajamas to wear. Then she went to see little Summer in his fancy bedroom. He was spoiled badly and it wasn't good for her baby, spoiling like a rich kid like this. A flirty puppy slept peacefully. His small face was so cute that made her want to pick him up to hold him in her arms.

"Don't!"

The voice came up behind, causing her to startle. Was this crazy man wanting to give her a heart attack? Wirata sighed and stood up. She nearly screamed when he lifted her up in his strong arms. His body was cold and his chest was bare, only the towel wrapped around his waist.

"Shhhh ... don't shout. If you cause Summer to wake up I will punish you. "

"What?" Wirata made a small fiercely shouting at him. Stefan looked at the woman in his arms. She smelled nice with his shampoo. He sniffed her cheeks. She was going to shout, but just opened her mouth with no voice came out when he sent her a scolded glare.

"Shhhh... "

He made the sound, she shut her mouth and hit him on his shoulder with her fist.

Stefan didn't pay attention, he started to get used to her reaction by beating him up when she couldn't fight with words. He carried her back to his bedroom.

"Open the door." He ordered because he was carrying her so he didn't have hands left to open it.

Wirata sighed deeply, knowing it's her fate to face the music from now on. She couldn't escape it and had already made the decision to move forward.

So she opened the door and he walked them inside, used his back to close it.