It was nice sleeping with you!

"Isn't it too much for two people?" Ethan asked her.  

Esmeralda didn't know how to charm this man. He was full of authority and had a unique charm that could make everyone listen to him, not the other way around. He was one of those people who could command a room full of people with his presence merely. 

She had been embarrassing herself by talking nonstop because she didn't know what else to do.  

"Oh, this is only for you, "Esmeralda replied in a tone full of grievance. "If I don't lose five kilograms in a week, I will be fired from my job." She held up her hand when he opened his mouth to say, "I know you are going to say I'm pretty the way I and I should not torture myself by eating herbivorous' food for a week but this is not how it works. I had a cheat week, now my bra doesn't fit me. My dress doesn't slip from my ass and my stomach looks as if I'm ten-month pregnant." 

Ethan, who was about to ask for warm water, zipped his mouth and took a bite of the Italian-style breakfast that she had cooked. He had to say that it tasted pretty good. It might not taste heavenly like the food his chef made but it had a unique taste. 

"I don't think I can finish all the food, "Ethan said a while later. Again, he looked up at her and wondered why she needed to lose weight. She was just too tiny and if she shed the only weight that she had on her bust and ass, she would be like a stick. 

"It's alright, baby Ker will eat this, "Esmeralda said, swallowing the thought of stealing a bite from his plate.  What could she say? In her defence, she was an amazing chef who cooked lip-smacking food.  

Ethan stiffened at the reminder. "Baby Ker?" 

He didn't sleep with a married woman,  did he? He looked at her hand, trying to find a ring or a ring mark but there was nothing, much to his relief.  

"Yes, a mistake I have been raising for a month, "Esmeralda pitifully replied.  

"Excuse me?" Ethan was feeling that if he spent another minute with her, he was going to lose his bloody head.   

"Oh, didn't I mention I kidnapped my ex's bride?" Esmeralda said with a sad smile. "She is living with me rent-free. Can you believe my ex of three years who, I thought was going to propose to me because he purchased an Emerald ring and Emerald is my name, proposed to another woman who, I reluctantly believe is prettier and taller than me?" 

Without taking any pause, she went on, " And my ever so intelligent brain gave up on me that day and I happened to kidnap the bride who I hadn't kidnapped but helped running away from the wedding because she didn't want to marry the jerk? Yes, this is new to me that my ex is a jerk. And now she is best friends with my best friends and I am raising her. You know what, never get an ex!" 

Ethan just nodded his head. Moral of the story: Never ask her a question or for doubt clearing. Also, her name is Emerald.  

Emerald…

A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.  

"Oh, you want to book a cab?" Esmeralda asked him. "You won't find public transport in this area." When she realised how weirdly he was staring at her, she added, You know what? I will just book you a cab and you can leave where it takes you and then take another one and not disclose your address to me. Don't take risks. I can be a psychopath." 

In the end, she did book him a cab and explained to him how he should beware of psychopaths. Also, he shouldn't pick up random drunk women from bars, they could take advantage of his beauty. 

It was officially— the woman wasn't a fire but a nutcase. 

"Bye," She waved him goodbye. "It was nice sleeping with you!" 

When she closed the door, she groaned, banging her head against the door. Why God why? Just why does she have to make a fool out of herself in front of this gorgeous specimen? 

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A/N: I have no words left for this woman. She dug her own grave.