Part 5~Feel the heat~

Part 5 ~Feel the heat~



Donovan stood in the kitchen preparing lunch for her majesty. He had never had to do shit like this for any female. They cooked for him and fed him as well. Yet here he stood doing kitchen detail for this "ungrateful little bullheaded twat." He mumbled gnashing his teeth together in anger. He smiled deviously, snickering as he generously added a little extra special something to her spaghetti.

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Shandy was finally done and hadn't needed his help at all. She smiled with satisfaction at her accomplishment. She gathered her things, cleaning up her mess as best as she could so Mister Dickhead wouldn't have to complain about having to clean up after her.
She threw all the clothes she'd worn in the trash. Opening the door she rolled herself out not seeing him anywhere, yet she could hear him rattling around and smelled something delightful cooking. Good. He was busy and she wouldn't have to deal with him right now. She rolled back to the bedroom.
She sat beside the bed looking through the bag that held a couple books which she had almost decided not to bring but was now grateful she had. She'd get lost in reading, that way she didn't have to communicate with cocky fucker so much.
10 minutes later she had gotten all the damn knots brushed outta her long hair. Lotioned and deodorized herself and had even put a bit of gloss on her cracked lips.
"Glasses....where's my damn glasses?" She grumbled. She always carried a pair in her purse which she finally found.
She closed up her suitcase and put away the other shit she had used. She sat in the wheelchair opening a book and began reading.
After about 15 minutes she was deeply enthralled in the story twirling a piece of her half dried hair in her fingers slowly. Her glasses sat toward the tip of her nose, eyes glued to the page.
Donovan walked inside with a tray of food. She didn't even hear when he entered, he sucked in a breath at her this woman's exemplary beauty. Long blondish hair laid in soft waves over her shoulders, full pink lips she nibbled on as she read.
The God's had created such perfection when forming this female. If only she were more obedient, without that sassy attitude.
"Hey woman!" She nearly jumped outta her skin with his sudden booming voice..
"Fuuck meee!" She yelled. "How come you insist upon scaring the total hell outta me every time you slither in here?" She stared at him bitterly.
"Slither huh? So you think of me as a reptile? A snake to be precise" He chuckled.
"If the shoe fits,....or better yet the skin." she thinned her lips raising her brows looking up at his scowling face with satisfaction.
"Here's your lunch...you ungrateful little witch!" he sat it down with a huff on the bed in front of her.
"Thank you kind sir." She replied knowing he had told her not to call him sir, but since he had referred to her as woman, like he was a caveman, not using her name, she thought she'd repay him with the same courtesy. There was clearly an issue with using proper names here.
She was grateful to him for saving her and all that, but God he was such a smart aleck. And she figured the best way to deal with him was to avoid any unnecessary interaction with the guy.
She flipped the page of her book and began reading again.
He pulled up a chair sitting in front of her, snatching the book from her hands and placing it on the bed.
"Whaaat.Tha. fuuuckk.....Are you serious right now bruh"? She grumbled trying to grab the book back off the bed, but he stopped her immediately.
" Wowww! Who do you think you are!?" She snarled, leaning forward like she would slap his face at any moment. Anger flashing in her vibrant colored irises
"I need to wrap your ankles again, unless you wanna do it your damn self."
"Okayyy....but why can't I continue to read while you do that?" She questioned, widening her eyes.
"Because I need to chat with you about a few things before you begin reading in an attempt to ignore me." He spoke candidly.
"I...I'm not trying to ignore you, I just like reading. Anyways wouldn't you prefer I speak to you as little as possible?" she questioned.
"We have to be here together for now, so no I would prefer you not to ignore me." He stared into her sparkling eyes that almost looked unreal. They were such a deep blue. The longer he stared, the more her heart raced and her face heated, causing her cheeks to burn.
Donovan felt her eyes studying his features as he was doing the same with her making his temperature rise as well.
She pulled her eyes away quickly. He almost had her under his spell, yet she was fighting it like a warrior, slightly pissing him off. He grabbed her leg a tad rough causing her to yelp in pain.
"Ahhh mmmm!" she moaned almost sounding sexual, causing him to breath harder. His body was beginning to sizzle by the time he finished with her first ankle.
"Eat and I'll be back to wrap the other." He remarked as he got up rapidly from the chair having to walk away from her in a hurried manner to calm his raging male hormones.
He sat in the living room, elbows on his knees running his fingers through his dark hair. This girl was gonna be difficult to tame. He was used to having everything go his own way with little to no effort on his part...always, yet she was different.
There was no way he could get in contact with his father, or his brothers. As if they'd help him anyways. Until this female submitted to him willingly in the time allotted he wasn't going any damn where. What if she never did? Would he be stuck here with her fucking forever!? The two of them at each other's throats. He would admit that he was attracted to her physically, but her attitude he could live without.
He remembered the extra "seasoning" he had laced her spaghetti with and had to go and see if she was on fire yet. He stood quickly from the couch walking slowly into the room with his hands shoved inside his pockets. He leaned against the door frame, an innocent look on his face. She was cramming her mouth full, noodles hanging from the corners of her lips.
"That good huh?" He asked, a sly grin plastered across his face.
Shandy cut her eyes up at him as he stood looking at her with a wicked grin.
"Hmmm?" She hummed, swallowing the mouthful of spaghetti.
"I asked, is that good?" He grinned with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for her to feel the affects of the...
"Omg! Wh...what did you do to this?!" She squealed, cutting off his thought process.
"Are you ok?" He asked with fake concern as he rushed over patting her on the back harshly with his head turned so she couldn't see him snickering.
"Milk dammit! I neeed miiilkkk!!" she yelled waving her hands around dramatically, her eyes watering, face blood red, fanning her wide open mouth.
"Hold on, I'll get you a glass!" he rushed outta the bedroom, then took his sweet time walking to the kitchen letting that big mouth of hers flame up for a little bit from the dried ghost pepper he'd sprinkled on her food.
He stood trying to contain his laughter, she deserved that shit and more, if she didn't settle her ass down a notch or two.
He went rushing back into the bedroom quickly handing her the milk with a straight face, she grabbed it taking in a mouthful holding it inside a moment her cheeks poofed out, before swallowing it down in one big gulp.
She raised her eyes, noticing the slight smirk on his lips. Pure rage shot through her. All at once she threw the rest of the milk in his smug face.
He stood in shock....the liquid dripping down to his chin onto the front of his shirt. Shandy grabbed her plate of food, drawing her arm back to hurl it at his face as well.
Before she could, he grabbed her upper arm squeezing it, causing her to drop the plate on the floor. Spaghetti splattering all over the floor
"You!...You low life asshole! I swear you'll pay for this shit!" She howled out in excessive anger.
"Don't you dare to threaten me...you little barbaric bitch!...you have no idea of what I can do to you, so caaarefuuul with that mouth. I'll throw your ass out in the snow!" He growled.
"Will you....just leave me alone!? Goo awaaayyy you fuck wad!!! You are a very wicked, dreadful and cruel man, to commit such a spiteful act." she responded with an icey tone holding her throat.
"It was just a tad of pepper, I guess you can't handle hot spices." He spoke in a cool even tone, with a cocky smirk spread across his mouth.
He turned swiftly walking outta the room slamming the door so hard it made a cracking sound.