Mr Dark Desires. Possessives

Accompanying Dinner

When Ayana came out of her room and was going to make food for Carlos, the atmosphere inside the apartment was very quiet, Dalia had slept and Sam and Abby were not there.

 

Actually, it's a good opportunity for Ayana if she wants to escape, but as Juan says, if she doesn't have a mature plan, then Ayana's life will only be more miserable than this.

 

It was easy to escape now, but what would Ayana do later? Where's he going? Ayana does not even have a penny to support her life later.

 

Had she been reckless and gone from this place right now, Ayana would have just ended up on the road. And life on the street in this T town, is not the right choice for someone like Ayana. At least here he just has to face Carlos who is sometimes difficult to understand, but out there.

 

With that in mind, Ayana began to check the food supplies and found that Dalia did not seem to be shopping, so there were not many groceries there.

 

Therefore, armed with makeshift ingredients, Ayana tried to cook a plate of fried vermicelli complete with a few pieces of meat that she could find.

 

Ayana learned a bit more that Carlos did not like spicy food.

 

For about twenty minutes, Ayana spent in the kitchen and after everything was done, Ayana put the fried vermicelli on the plate and poured orange juice into the glass.

 

Ayana then takes the tray and uses it to bring the food to Carlos' room.

 

But, all the way there, Ayana's heart was pounding very fast and various bad thoughts were stirring in her head.

 

What if Carlos doesn't like what Ayana's doing? What if Carlos is angry because Ayana has been bothering him? And he started being rude to her again? Shouldn't Ayana just go back inside her room and forget this stupid idea?

 

Therefore, Ayana spent approximately five minutes, just standing in front of Carlos' room door, without daring to knock or call him.

 

What if he's asleep?

 

All thoughts and questions and fears raged in Ayana's mind. Ayana does not want this day to end well enough, it turns into a day that ends badly for her.

 

Because the girl was too immersed in her own thoughts, Ayana did not realize that Dalia was watching her.

 

Dalia awakens to the sound that Ayana makes when she cooks in the kitchen, so she checks in there and finds the girl is focusing on cooking something.

 

At first, Dalia wondered; for what Ayana cooked the food, if she had just returned from dinner with Carlos.

 

However, now Dalia realizes that Ayana is cooking for the man. It seemed, this young girl had learned something…

 

“Just do it,” said Dalia, who then walked closer to Ayana.

 

Ayana was a little surprised when she heard Dalia's voice and immediately turned her body, lucky that the food on the tray she was holding did not fall.

 

“Mother Dalia,” says Ayana gasps.

 

“Dalia alone,” scolds her, then she stares at the food on the tray. “Why don't you knock on the door immediately? This food will be unpleasant if it is cold.”

 

“Ah... This,” Ayana said with doubt. “I'm not sure if Carlos will eat.. Maybe he's asleep, later I'm just disturbing..”.

 

Ayana shuddered in horror at the thought that Carlos was disturbed and treated her badly again.

 

 

Dalia knew very well what Carlos was like. He would prefer to eat, home-cooked meals rather than eat out there.

 

Sam always said that if Carlos was too paranoid there was someone who would put something in his food or drink, so he probably would not put something in his mouth if someone else, the one he didn't know, had touched him first.

 

“Iya,” Ayana replied slowly.

 

“Then go in, you made it, right?” Dalia persuaded Ayana, but the girl was still hesitant, she turned her face back towards the closed door of Carlos' room and bit her lips in dismay.

 

“Nothing,” Dalia pushed him back. “Tap the door.”

 

And when Ayana does not move and looks increasingly doubtful, Dalia lost her patience and knocked on Carlos' door.

 

Ayana did not expect Dalia to do so and she became even more shocked when she heard a voice from within. Carlos was walking towards the door.

 

“Dalia,” Ayana grimaces. I wanted her to scream hysterically, but I didn't dare.

 

“Already, now give me the food,” Dalia said to Ayana and immediately left from there before Carlos opened his room door.

 

Ayana stood stiff and confused as to what to do. He wanted to run away, but his legs did not want to be invited to compromise and instead stuck there, not moving.

 

The sound of the door opening made his heart almost stop, especially when he saw Carlos' wrinkled face and hoarse voice. It seems like he is trying to sleep.

 

“You what?” carlos asked in a harsh tone, then his eyes looked at the food on the tray that Ayana was carrying.

 

“I... i..” Ayana stuttered, she cleared her throat to relieve her nervousness before she returned to talk. “I brought this food for you,” said Ayana, then she hurriedly added. “I see you didn't eat at all last night, so I made this for you.. because there aren't enough groceries, so..”.

 

Ayana's lengthy explanation, which gave Carlos a headache, was immediately cut as the man opened the door to her room even wider.

 

“Come in,” he said, then he stepped inside the room.

 

“Ah, no... I will just deliver this,” Ayana immediately refused. But, Carlos was looking at him with sharp eyes.

 

“I accompany you to eat, then you also have to accompany me to eat,” Carlos said in a firm tone.

 

Ayana knew that expression. It was an expression that Carlos was completely unwilling to refute.

 

Having no other choice, Ayana then stepped inside the room. This is the third time Ayana has been here. Therefore he was quite familiar with the layout of the luxurious room of the man.

 

Ayana immediately walked towards the round table with a single sofa by the window and placed Carlos food on it.

 

After Ayana put down the food, she again gasped as she felt Carlos' hand holding her from behind.

 

“Carlos,” says Ayana. His body instantly stiffened as the man slowly crept through every inch of his body. “Do not..”