IN THE CAGE

20. HAVE DINNER

...FAWN...

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Maybe because I surprised Ace too hard on the balcony, it seemed like the evil spirit that was holding the man bounced away. He who was very coercive and dictatorial regarding his wishes, suddenly listened to me. Me! I who had been whining hundreds of times asking him to stop, today finally my whining reached Ace's ear, touching his heart.

Tears almost dripped from my eyes as she said no, that she would not continue her perverted actions.

Instead, he asked me to make him some food.

I didn't want to make him any food at all. I only make food to the people I appreciate and love. Cooking is my love language, my thanks. But today I cook for the person I hate the most, the most I want to exterminate from the face of the earth.

"Didn't you spit in it?" Ace looked at me with a suspicious look after I placed a plate of fried rice in front of him.

Rice was the only thing I could find in the vast kitchen. Ace said, all vegetables are placed in a cooling room separate from the kitchen. The kitchen I used to cook today was not the kitchen that Felix used to cook.

I do not understand at all, why make a kitchen that he will not use the edges?

"Even though I don't appreciate you at all, but I still appreciate that rice. If you don't want to eat it, I'll eat." I'm upset back.

"Hmm, if you spit in it is also okay, after all we have exchanged saliva before."

"You're disgusting." This guy must be a psychopath! What did he do in his previous life until being born into a demonic reincarnation?

"You want to?" He offered me a spoonful.

"I ate it before" I said. If I eat again in the middle of the night, I can turn into a real pig.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me you really spit in it?" Ace thrust the spoonful of fried rice in the air. Next to his eyebrows raised suspiciously. For God's sake, what does this man want?

"I'm on a diet" I said in the end. "I'm a bodyguard, I don't want to lose my muscles in a pile of fat."

"You're not a bodyguard now" said Ace, his face astonished. "I'd rather you with your current body."

"You're going to be a good boyfriend," I-Cinally would say.

"Why? Did I make you touched? Want to be my girlfriend?"

"No sane girl in the world would ever want to date an abusive man like you."

[Abusive : Abusive (abusive) behavior is abusive or violent behavior in a relationship. In addition to physical form, this behavior can also occur in the form of emotional and s*sexual.]

"You can make a new history then." Ace scoffed.

"Eat before I actually spit on your plate." I shudder in disgust. The longer I exchange words with Ace makes me even more upset with him. This guy knows how to reply to my every swearing.

"I'll stop talking if you eat this." He still made me eat with him. Lazy to give a rejection that led to a debate, I finally pulled a bench next to him.

Ace smiled with satisfaction as I ate the rice he had fed.

"Now, do you realize what you're lacking?" He questioned me with a rare grin that I had never seen before. My breathing stopped at that moment.

"W-what?" I said nervous.

"Salt, Fawn." He shook his head in anxiety. "I shouldn't trust Indira when she says you're great at cooking. He doesn't seem like a person who deserves to be considered a good judge."

"Eh, really?" I was too hypnotized by Ace's previous grin to be completely unconscious of the fried rice anchored in my mouth. I immediately snatched the spoon from Ace's hand and tasted the food I made myself.

Sure enough, there was no sense of anything there other than bland.

"Are you on purpose or are you just a moron?" Ace was chin-backed on the table, looking at me obliquely with the corners of his lips drawn thin.

"I must have forgotten it" I said. "But this is good, isn't it? Salt isn't good for blood pressure, if you eat this, maybe your bad energy can drop."

I make beautiful.

"Who said my tension was bad?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "It doesn't take a smart person to know you've got bad tension. Your gestures, your muscles are showing tension. You've definitely got a lot of thoughts and it affects your body and mind."

"Are you watching me?" Ace's eyes widened brightly, astonishment imprinted on his pair of dark beads.

"I was locked up in your room for how many weeks now? Do you think I'll be blind that long?" I threw away my face as Ace continued to look at me with a strange grin on his face. He looks normal and that's not normal. Ace is not a normal guy. He's a crazy psychopath, he shouldn't smile.

"I've never been noticed before" Ace's remark caught my attention instantly. There was a tone of sadness caught by my ears, but when I saw her face, it was her turn to throw her face away.

Ace scooped up the food I served with calm sparkling eyes. It was as if the bland food was a delicious meal that he used to eat.

"It's okay."

 Since Ace didn't mind eating the bland food I made, I let him. That's fine I think, at least even if he's an asshole, he's not the type to waste food. She ate the fried rice while I sat next to her like a fool.

I don't know what to do or say, I don't want to talk. I just stayed there staring back and forth, looking for eye entertainment.

After a few minutes passed, Ace finally finished eating the tasteless fried rice. He put all his dirty cutlery in the sink before extending his hand towards me again. This bastard, why is he so happy to have me welcome his hand?

We could walk together to the room without any physical contact at all.

"Fawn?" Ace rebuked me who refused to welcome his hand. Pushy eyes.

"Haaaah, is this necessary?" I will not give my hand to him. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me firmly against his chest. I immediately raised my face and looked at him sharply.

He looked back at me and a demonic grin bloomed on his face. "I'll put a chain around your neck if you don't obey."

"Am I a dog?"

"You can be my dog."

"Labour. Find a dog you can keep, don't change my species as well as your heart!" I want to hit Ace on the head, maybe there's something broken in his head. My mother said, the way to fix a broken thing is to get hit.

"You know, you're the first girl to turn me down over and over again. Because of this, your taste for men makes me anxious."

"There's nothing wrong with my taste." What's with this guy? If my type is a man like him, then he should be anxious. After all, from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head, he screamed disaster. I'd rather be a thousand years old than love a psychopath.

"Then say, what kind of man can make you reject me?"

"Sane man." I answered almost without thinking. That's a very easy question.

"There's no sane man in the world, between you just turning a blind eye to his madness, or that guy being so good at covering up his madness." Ace's words sound very wise to fools. But unfortunately I didn't.

"You're too pessimistic and to be honest, the man you described just now is yourself. There are still men out there who are sane and have no dual personalities like you." Ace and I entered the room, and our conversation materials were still the same.

"Alright," Ace sat on the bed and crossed his legs. I planned to wash my face before I docked there.

"Say, who would you think a sane man you're saying right now?" Ace asked again.

For God's sake, this topic is of no importance at all. But, if Ace is really curious, let me open your eyes to the world.

"Haru, Joseph, David, and Mr. Anggara are a bit example-"

"female? Sane?" Ace snatched my words for a moment. His expression turned disgusted and full of irritation. "Men like Anggara are not worth juxtaposing with sane words at all."

"Well, that's your opinion. Tsk, it's up to you. I'm gonna wash my face." I better escape to the bathroom. It seems, if this conversation extends, the psychopathic Ace can return to his demonic form.

"Wait, wait, wait..." Ace held me back.

"Oh my God, what else?"

"What do you mean you like a guy like Haru?"

"Yes?" I like nice guys.

"Do you like Haru?"

"Huh?"

Ace and I were fighting each other. I was in confusion and Ace was in suspicion. I don't understand the groove that this man has built in his own head.

"I don't like anybody!" I relented from that face-to-face fight and rectified Ace's crazy narrative. "I mean, if I like someone, then I'll like someone like Haru. That's all."

I don't even understand why I need to explain my situation to Ace clearly. Am I really the dog now? What do I fear from a little misunderstanding? Even if I like someone, it's not his right to care and know!

"Good then," Ace lay on the bed, his hand reaching into the cell phone from his pocket.

"What's so good about that?" my ketus.

"I don't like to share my toys" he said and glanced at me humorously. "You can't like other people right now."

Motherfucker!

Even if I don't like other people, I won't like you!

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