The Ruler's Love Contract

My Fire

We looked at each other, right in the eye. He looked at both my eyeballs. I was watching her two bluish-green eyes. I don't know, I'm confused about the color of his eyeballs. What is clear is that both eyes are very beautiful, especially the lashes are flat and also thick. She's perfect in my eyes.

"Sir, we better not be like this." I woke up from him.

"Nature ...." He also woke up.

"Master, you know. You always tease me. Stop acting like that! That bothers me a lot!" me thronging him.

"Hm, so you feel tempted?" He seemed to think.

"Bu-not that I mean. But can you just be ordinary?" I cover my heart.

"Misone himself does not want to get married quickly. If anything happens it's not my fault." He then walked past me.

The master!!!

I don't know why I was upset by his attitude. He mocked and cornered me. I wanted to chase and then I stuck his head. But I feel it's impossible. His body was tall and I was all that. So if I want to pin his head, I have to tiptoe first. And as long as I'm on my tiptoes, he'll do something to me.

Watch him, yeah!

I'm holding my piss. I saw him go into his room. But ... not so.

"You're thinking about me, aren't you? Just think about it until it feels like it's really growing and they're bursting" she said, then back into the room.

Shea!!! Does he know how I really feel?!

Inexhaustible with his attitude, he now dares to mock me. I was upset myself. I twisted my brain quickly, looking for a way to avenge this ridicule. And I found a surefire way to get back at his taunts.

Just look, sir. You will be embarrassed by my vengeance!

I saw the clock on the wall already showing at half-time in the morning. I feel like I should get back to rest instead of thinking about it. Yeah, already. He must have slept in his room.

I turned off the light that was turned on by him. It seemed like he had indeed deliberately turned on the room light so that I could quickly find him. I don't know, I don't know what's in his heart and mind.

Good night, Ara. Dreams with the stars.

I lay down on the couch and started to relax. Before long I re-entered the delta phase slowly, tapping into the beautiful dreamland.

A few hours later...

I woke up at six in the morning. The sunlight shone from behind the window glass and dazzled my beautiful dream. Last night I had a dream of kissing my master. Sweet and heart-wrenching kiss. I feel like I was made for him. Maybe I was his crooked rib. But is it not wrong, until it has to be far stray here?

I quickly went to the bathroom, washed my face so as not to look wrinkled. I saw something strange this morning. Without me knowing my master had woken up and now he was in...

"Kitchen?!! Master what are you doing here?!" I was surprised to see him boiling something.

"Master again, sir again. I'll kiss you for a long time, Ara." He picked up the chopsticks and stirred up something he was boiling.

"Master?" Immediately I approached him and saw what he was cooking. Turns out... "Pasta?" I asked him.

"He-em, yeah. I couldn't cook, but this morning I wanted to make you breakfast" he said, instantly making my heart wail.

Mr ....

"You know, Ara. I always bought it so. There's no food here because I can't cook." He's draining his spaghetti.

Oh, so so ....

"My grandfather's the one who doesn't want to make a fuss. He only taught us how to master an area, but never taught us how to cook."

"Eh???" I was confused myself.

"You know, that guy in Europe can almost all cook. They are less pleased if the woman who cooks. Then that's mostly a chef's man, isn't it? They're average from there." He recounts.

It seems like this morning is the time for me to get to know her more closely.

"Darling, Ara. Dear. Not sir!" Instantly he clasped my head with his fist

"Aw! Sick knows!" Shabbing my head.

"It hurts, huh?" He looked at me, leaving his spaghetti. "Muachi!" He then kissed the part of my head that he grabbed. "Have you?" ask her with an intoxicating look.

"Dear." I started to get used to calling her dear.

"Yes?" He immediately responded.

"May I bite you?" ask me to vent.

"Bite? Why not just kiss?" He asked back.

"Basic, that's what you want!"

I turned around, immediately walked towards the door and I just left her in the kitchen. For a long time I couldn't stand to stay close to him. His eyes, his smile, his laughter, his face .. arrrgh! Really got me drunk.

I admit that this master of mine has a high attractiveness. She also treated me very gently, like her lover. But until now we have never kissed fully. Yesterday was just because of accident. But, my dream last night was like pushing me to make it happen immediately.

Ouch, my thoughts ....

Maybe because I was just growing up, the curiosity inside me was so strong. Want everything tried without thinking about cooking in the future. Maybe this is what is called young blood, all curious and all want to try.

Not knowing what was on his mind, I just sat in front of the dining table and fiddled with his phone. He accidentally put his phone on the dining table or indeed forgot. I don't know. I accidentally saw his group conversation.

Holy hooch! Holy hooch!

I was surprised to see the conversation in this group called Empire Earth. And because I don't want to be caught, just look at it from the front screen. One by one I started to find something about him.

...

Nick: /She brought the girl to the party to cover up her sexual perversion, man. Haha./

Someone named Nick is talking about my master. I kept seeing their conversation before my master came.

Byrne: /Hey, Nick. If Rain finds out he could be mad at you./

Nick :/I don't care. If he's angry, I'll just leave. Haha./

This guy Nick looks like a bitch. He doesn't appreciate my master. Or is he joking?

AZ :/Well, you are making a fuss on Sunday about people, while there are no people./

A person named AZ appeared in the middle of the conversation.

"Did you?!"

Suddenly my master rebuked. Immediately I put the phone back on while turning off the screen light.

"Why did you turn your back on me?" tanyanya approaching.

"Em, no. I wanted to see a video of us on the beach. But it looks like the phone screen is locked." I reasoned.

"Oh, you want to see it." He took his phone. "This. Look at!" He gave me his phone.

"Thank you" I said.

"The spaghetti is done. But I haven't made the topping yet. I can't cook." He subtly asked for my help.

"Em, okay. I'll make the topping for a second, yeah."

I immediately stood up and walked quickly towards the kitchen. I just put his phone on the dinner table, hoping he wouldn't suspect my moves. And I saw from the reflection of the mirror he was confused to see my attitude. He sat down on the chair and looked at his own cell phone. I don't know what he's thinking, I'd better make a topping for his spaghetti. Because if I don't, I can pick him up again.