HITTING HIS DISLIKE POINT... OR MAYBE NOT

🌼 CHAPTER THREE 🌼

Christiana decided to take a stroll down to the kitchen after enjoying a good nap. Earlier, she was so lost in thoughts she didn't even realize when she fell asleep.

She wanted to ask Ma'am Theresa since it would be the easiest option for her but... Christiana had a feeling the old woman may not give her the answer she needed. She decided to ask the servants instead.

Some of the maids saw her coming and they all gave her a scornful look. It was obvious, they didn't like Christiana. They didn't like the idea of their Young Master bringing a woman home, especially one as beautiful as Christiana.

Christiana saw their scornful glare but didn't even care. They can glare at her all they want. It's not like they can do anything to her. Technically, she was still the Mistress of this mansion and all these maids don't have a choice but to accept her.

Getting close to them, all the maids bowed respectfully to Christiana.

"Good day, Young Mistress " They all greeted. Christiana flashed them a smile and returned their greetings before heading straight to the kitchen. She met with Zendaya. Zendaya on seeing her started shaking in fear and started stammering.

"Good day, Young Mistress. You... shouldn't... be here. You... could have just called and we will serve you your lunch immediately. I'm... really sorry for stressing you, Young Mistress... I should have... "

"Zendaya... " Christiana cut her off. She placed her hand on Zendaya's shoulder.

"Calm down. I'm not here for that. And even if I was, you don't have to be this formal with me. I'm not that special. You should feel free around me, ok? "

"But... Young Mistress... "

"Relax Zendaya. No rule forbids me from entering the kitchen, is there? "

Zendaya nodded no.

"You shouldn't worry then, hmm? And besides who said I have to inform you guys to bring lunch for me? I can make one myself, can't I? "

Zendaya gulped down nothing before answering.

"Yes you can, Young Mistress "

"Perfect then " Christiana chuckled. All the other cooks watched with their lips parted in shock. They were all surprised at how friendly Christiana was with them.

"Anyways, I was just wondering... "

"Mr. Fernandez will be coming home soon. I'm thinking of a way to impress him. Like, you know, cook for him maybe. And erm... since you guys are the cooks here, you all are familiar with his favorite food, right? "

"Yes, Young Mistress "

"Can you guys perhaps tell me what he hates the most? Like, the food he dislikes the most and things he wouldn't want anyone around him to do? "

Zendaya was confused and didn't know what to say. She looked at the other cooks who were also confused. Just then, Monica entered.

"Pardon me interrupting, Young Mistress but can I answer your question? " She politely requested.

"Of course. Go ahead "

"Even though we don't know much about Young Master, there are two things we know he hates the most. One of them is the smell of cinnamon and nutmeg and the second one is being touched "

Christiana was more than excited to finally get the answers she was looking for. She didn't let Monica say anything further. She immediately dismissed all the cooks in the kitchen. At first, they all protested but after being commanded to leave, they all obeyed Christiana.

Christiana got down to business. She started making every Cinnamon and Nutmeg related dish she could think of. By the time she was done, the dining table was already filled up with cinnamon and nutmeg related dishes.

Towards evening time, Christiana headed upstairs, had a quick bath, and rushed back to the dining before Damien was back from the office. She waited patiently for Damien to come downstairs.

Damien saw the hot spicy dishes lined up for him and his brows pinched softly. He looked up at Christiana who flashed him a smile.

"Welcome home, honey. Please, have your seat "

The servants around were all shocked, especially Mirabella and they glared at Christiana, wondering what she was planning. But whatever it is she was planning to do, they all prayed it backfires.

Damien gave Christiana a suspicious glare before sitting down. Christiana joined him, the fake broad smile still plastered on her face.

Damien took the first spoon and paused for a sec.

"How is it, Hun? Do you like it? " Christiana eagerly waited for Damien's remark.

"Don't do this ever again " Damien stated in a very stern voice. Hearing that, a smug grin drew up Christiana's lips. Her heart danced happily thinking she already hit his dislikes point.

But Christiana wasn't satisfied yet. She needed to annoy this man to the highest order!

"He hates being touched, doesn't he? " She thought to herself with a smirk. Stretching out her feet under the table, Christiana deliberately rubs them against Damien.

Christiana was surprised when Damien didn't even react. She furrowed her brows and decided to push against her luck.

To even spice it up more, she reached out and placed her hand on Damien's, caressing it while still rubbing her feet against him. Christiana could feel Damien's body tense up and he glanced at her. She winked at him and bit her lips seductively but to her disappointment, Damien focused back on his food.

Christiana didn't give up. Finally, halfway to his meal, Damien dropped his spoon and suddenly stood up. Christiana beamed when he shot her an angry scowl and started walking up to her.

Christiana prepared herself, ready to be yelled at by Damien. She was expecting two things;

First, Damien would scold and yell at her, probably banging his fist on the table angrily. Then, he would grab her wrist and drag her all the way outside and throw her out of the mansion while the servants all watch with their mouths agape.

"Guards! Throw this woman out of here! And don't ever come back to this place or else I will kill you if you do! " Damien will probably yell. Then... Taa dah! Then two guards will each grab Christiana's arms and haul her outside the huge gate. Christiana will now find her way back home and reconcile with her mother.

The END.

Oh, what a wonderful plan that will be.

Christiana was still lost in her imagination, smiling sheepishly to herself when Damien finally got to her. She closed her eyes, expecting the worst to happen but to her utmost shock...

Swift!

Damien swift Christiana off the chair to his arms and carried her in a bridal style. Christiana snapped her eyes open and looked at Damien who had a dangerous grin on his lips.

Then he whispered something that made her eyes widened in horror.

"You should know Christiana... You messed with me first! "

Meanwhile, Mrs. Theresa stood by the kitchen watching everything with a broad satisfactory smile, and with her were Monica and Zendaya who had worried looks on their faces.

"But Ma'am Theresa, isn't Young Master going to hurt Young Mistress? She did something he really hates and... "

"Tell me, Monica, did you tell her exactly what I told you to? " Mrs. Theresa asked.

"Yes, Ma'am Theresa "

"Then you don't have to worry "

"I know exactly what I did...