She Belongs to the Mafia King (Normani Parker) novel Chapter 17

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

I take back my words when I said how hard it can be to learn to cook.

It was freaking hard. Literally.  I was certain Zoey was already fed up with me. If it wasn't for the distasteful pout on her lips, then the glare in her eyes said it all as she stared at the burnt egg before trailing off to look at the discarded burnt eggs in the bin.

"At least this looks a bit edible." I smiled hesitantly, lifting the pan of burnt eggs.

Her glare moved from the pan to my face, then back to the pan; the frown on her face was deep. "None of it looks edible, Mani." She cried out, nearly looking pained.

I chuckled, nervously dropping the pan on the counter. "You know what they say about the seventh time being the charm?"

" What?..."  She calls out, perplexed. "Definitely not for you, Mani. You have done enough cooking for the day."

"But... I really want to learn." I prod.

" Really?  How is it going then?" Zoey asked sarcastically.

"I will have you know that my heart truly is in it; though it might not have turned out the way I expected, I'm sure with enough practice, I might get better. I think. "  I said, looking at the burned? before grimacing.

"I'm sure, Mani, dear. But sadly, it isn't today. She says, taking a hold of my hand. "Why don't I make dinner for us instead, or I might end up with a migraine and an uncontrollable rage?" She coos, tapping my hand, and looks at me with that reprimanding look a mother usually gives her child.

I sighed, giving a nod, and the frown on her face was immediately replaced by a smile. "Good. Now go have your seat, while I actually make something more edible for us to eat. That won't land us in the hospital." She teased, and I gave a sheepish smile before returning to my seat on the stool.

Zoey immediately started working her magic and began making us ramen while I sat there amazed. The kitchen was filled with the delicacy, and my mouth was watering, eager to have a bite.

When she placed a plate of ramen with fried eggs in front of me, I smiled, letting out a "thank you," then took a bite and almost moaned out at how great it tasted.

"Wow!, thisisreallydelicious."  I mumbled out with food in my mouth and a grin on my face.

"I can't pretend to understand what you just said." Zoey says, amused. "Maybe you should try that again, this time without food in your mouth."

I hurriedly munched on the food in my mouth before speaking again. "I said, this is really delicious."

"Thank you, Mani." she says, taking a bite of her ramen.

"What are we going to do after dinner? I totally don't want to go back to my room." I asked, hoping she would come up with something.

Zoey tilted her head to the side, deep in thought, before her eyes lit up. "We can always watch a movie." She suggested  "There is a huge cinema here, and no one hardly uses it." "We can have like a movie marathon of all our favourite movies or watch something new."

"That sounds like..." I didn't get to finish my sentence when a figure walked into the kitchen and Zoey went on full alert. She gulped nervously.

This made me turn to look at who it was, half expecting it to be Sin. But I was surprised when I saw one of Sin's men standing there. He was big, with a scar that ran from his left eyebrow to his eyes.

His face was stony, and he had a glare in his eyes. He scoffs as his gaze shifts from Zoey to me, then to the half-eaten ramen on my plate.

"You must seriously believe you have superiority simply because you are Sin's little whore. Parading yourself around the house, acting like the donna of the house without realizing your place," He spat it out. His voice held nothing but anger and disgust. "Puttana del cazzo"

"Fabian, you know Mani is more than a whore to warm Sin's bed, and he won't like you addressing her as such." Zoey spoke, avoiding any form of eye contact with the man.

Fabian let out a chuckle, which was dark and menacing. "I see; spending time with Sin's new fling must have given you some courage. You think she is going to protect you. Once Sin is done with her, he will discard her like the rest of them. Who knows? I might ask him to give her to me. I won't mind teaching her a few things." He winked at me, and I felt a bile of disgust grow in me.

"In your fucking dreams, bastard." I yelled out, eyeing him. "And for your information, I'm not Sin's little whore. If you have nothing better to do, I suggest you get lost."

His eyes grew with anger, not expecting my response. He probably expected me to cower in fear as he talked about me and Zoey as if we were dirt.

I rolled my eyes, turning my attention to Zoey to see if she was okay. Her eyes widened and her lips parted like she was about to say something when I felt a tight grip on my hair, causing me to mewl in pain.

I tried digging my nails into his hand to loosen his grip on my hair, but it didn't seem to work as it only tightened it even more. He turned my face towards him with a sinister look on his face.

"You've got nothing to say now, do you?" He chuckled darkly, and I spat on his face, refusing to back down. This made him even more angry. His hand, which wasn't gripping my hair, was raised in the air, and my eyes were closed, waiting to feel the impact of his palm on my cheek.

But a few seconds passed, and I felt nothing. I slowly peeled my eyes up to find his hand still hanging up in the air, with another hand holding onto it.

My eyes shifted from his hands to Sin's calm eyes and emotionless face.

Fabian let go of my hair in an instant, with a terrified look on his face.