Trapped Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea

"You must be f*cking crazy or high on some cheap weed to think that I, Amelia Shawls, will cook for you or gratify your sexual fantasies." Amelia abruptly stood up, snarling at him. "What do you take me for, a servant or sex object?"

Instantly, the smirk vanished from Blaze's face and was replaced with something far more dangerous and sinister.

"Sit," Blaze said in a cold and threatening voice.

"You cannot tell me what to..."

"I said, sit down!" Blaze banged his fist fiercely on the table, the thundering sound coupled with his booming voice causing Amelia to flinch. His darkened grey orb narrowed dangerously at her, causing goosebumps to appear all over her body.

Some of the house servants who heard the boss's terrifying voice, hurried away to safety afraid for the poor Miss.