44- Caution, Beware of the Hot Sauce -Part 2
Lucus
It’s officially been about an hour or so since returning to my office and during that time I kept fighting the urge to pull up the hidden cameras that we had hidden all around the house, including the ones inside her bedroom. For earlier this afternoon, I managed to catch a glimpse of Isabella as she went about helping the kitchen staff stock and fill anything that needed to be restocked or filled. Frowning, I mentally growl as I was not entirely thrilled with having my future Queen helping them as it was one of the many reasons that we paid them exceptionally well. But, biting my tongue if it meant that my Principessa (Princess) was happy I would allow her to do it as she seemed to be making friends with them especially with a young girl named Emily and if that was all it took to keep her happy then I would gladly indulge her if only temporarily.
And with the afternoon dragging it’s ass and me being able to complete the necessary papers that needed to be completed I decided on joining a quick last minute sparring match among my men, needing to blow off some steam as I moved to kick their asses, shattering one man’s rib cage in the process, I felt justified.
Much Better.
Moving to take a quick shower to wash away the smell of sweat and grim, I eventually meet back up with Tony and Alex, each of us deciding on heading back towards the house just as dinner was being finished.
Approaching the house, we eventually move to approach the dinning room, Marco, Enzo, Dominic and Victor each greeted by my sweet yet beautiful Isabella, as Isabella moves to fill each goblet up with water, while a maid moved to fill each wine glass full of wine.
Letting my eyes wander, I can’t help but notice that my dear Isabella was looking exceptionally beautiful tonight, not that she didn’t look beautiful all the time, but tonight, she wore a beautiful forest green dress that slowly flared out around her hips stopping just above the knee. Her hair pulled gently into a hightop pony tail in which she allowed some of it to frame her face slowly, as a light dusting of makeup graces her features, moves to make my mouth instantly water, a dainty silver necklace sat gently around her neck along with a pair of matching earrings. Gulping, I feel myself losing control of my senses the need to grab her and pull her into my arms rising.
Clearing my throat I move to greet her, pulling her to my side as I did. “Hello Agapi Mou (My Love) you look beautiful,” murmuring the last bit I move to kiss her on the head, feeling her stiffen slightly but not to a point where she wanted to pulled away.
Progress.
Eventually, Grant, Tony and Alex all move to meet up with us as well, each of them giving her a similar greeting while Marco and the others simply bow to her a blush rising to her cherub cheeks as she watched them slowly as if trying to figure them out.
Cute.
Gesturing towards the table, we each move to take a seat, Isabella moving to sit directly to my right as if she always belonged there when she suddenly began to get antsy, fidgeting when she could as if nervous about something, especially when the maids began to place the food down in front of us.
Glancing subtly over to Grant I see his eyes focused on her too, as he must have noticed her odd behavior as well. A small yet noticeable smirk slowly making it’s appearance as it did. Hmm.. what exactly are you up to Bambina (Baby).
Looking towards my plate, I can’t help but notice that it’s steak and potatoes for dinner, each of us moving to dig our fork into the warm hot meal. Finishing with my steak, I move to reach for the salt shaker, always enjoying a little bit of salt on top of my potatoes as do those around me. With the salt shaker in hand I move to tip it towards my potatoes my eyes slowly catching Isabella’s who was all but trying to hide her mischievous gaze. My brow rising slightly.
Wanting to question her, I move to push it all away when I move to take a bite of my potatoes instead, only to have to spit it out seconds after, a burning sensation now reaching my taste buds. “FUCKING HELL!” I scream, coughing as I try to get rid of the horrid taste that greeted me, my eyes landing to that of Tony, Grant and Enzo as each of them do the same, each of them spewing there own string of curses as they too begin to cough uncontrollably.
Reaching for our waters, we attempt to cool our mouths with it only to spew that out as well as it moves to burn my throat, a sweet yet devilish giggle coming out from Isabella's mouth as she tries to hide her amusement, taking pleasure in our pain as we struggle to find relief.
“ISABELLA!” shouts a voice.
Shifting her focus over to the voice, Isabella can’t help but burst into full on laughter as she zero’s in on Alex, his face suddenly red with rage causing her to stop. Paling, Isabella quickly makes a beeline for the dining room door, hoping to get away before she was caught only to squeal when Alex manages to catch her, having gone after her when she ran.
Screaming and shouting, one could easily hear Isabella as she attempts to get Alex to put her down. “PUT ME DOWN YOU BIG DOLT! I’M NOT SOME SACK OF POTATOE THAT YOU CAN JUST SWING AROUND WHEN YOU PLEASE!”
Screaming again, we can only assume that Alex moved to spank her ass as he slowly took her back upstairs, no doubt to punish her while we were left here to handle the mess she left behind. Sighing, I move to signal for the maids to come and clean up the table, removing all the dishes as well as the cups.
Soon shortly, the maids move to bring out coffee and desert. Setting them down in front of each of us, I move to turn my gazes towards my cup, pausing as I notice a slight difference to the way coffee should normally look.
Lifting up my cup I move to sniff the contents, sniffing it again, I move to take a sip slowly only to spit it back out once again, another burning sensation hitting my tongue as I move to look at the murky reddish brown color nestled gently within my cup.
FUCKING HOT SAUCE! THAT LITTLE MINX MIXED COFFEE AND HOT SAUCE TOGETHER!
Attempting to control my rage I move to set my cup back down only for Grant and Tony to rise from each of their seats, a look of rage rising as they move to storm from the room. “ISABELLA!” they yell in unison, causing me to finally burst into a fit of laughter myself as my I move to wrap my arms around my stomach, my stomach bursting at the seams.
For being such a trouble maker, she definitely knew how to give us a run for our money. And because of that, her sweet little ass was going to be red for a month. Fucking Hot Sauce, who’d have thought.
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