Chapter 16 How a Pet Should be Treated
My stomach grumbled angrily as he mentioned that I must be hungry, red hue crept on my cheeks. ’Why do you have to make a noise now? How embarrassing?’
I crossed my arms across my stomach, as if holding it would stop the gurgling noise, but another wave of grumbling came again, which made me tighten my arms around it, but each wave was louder than the last.
When I raised up my head, I saw his gaze glinting with amusement. "Come with me." He turned, walking out of the door. I followed after him, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me. As much as I was hungry, what I really needed right now was to get some sleep.
The cold wind brushed my skin, making me shiver slightly. I rubbed my arms to make them warm. We took several turns, which made my head spin.
Suddenly, the smell of baked fresh bread, grilled chicken, meats, and boiled rice assaulted my nostril. My mouth salivated, and my steps hastened as we entered a very warm room. My steps halted when I saw the dining table filled with different sorts of food. Okay, I take my words back, I needed to eat more than sleep.
At the sight of the food, my stomach grumbled more. The little bastard was so impatient. I had this strange urge to rush there and gobble the food, but how could I do that? That is not how a demure lady like me acts.
I swallowed as I stood beside Damon as he took his seat. Seeing that he was seated, I decided to take mine, but I was only halfway to sitting down when I felt a piercing cold aura around me, which made me stop midway.
Knowing where the aura was coming from, I turned to Damon, whose eyes had darkened. ’Okay, what now?’
"How dare you?" His voice thundered through the hall.