8 - cook dinner

President Kyle’s POV

 I watched Mason walk towards the kitchen while Ava leaped and collasped on the couch in the living room and was about to walk towards her and advise that she went to bed early when Mason interrupted.

“There really is nothing edible in her, boss, aren’t you going to eat dinner? I’m starving,” he mentioned as he reappeared in the living room while rubbing his stomach.

“I’m not hungry, you can go back to work now,” I said but he didn’t get the hint and continued to grumble, “I’m sure Ava is. You don’t plan on ordering out, do you? I’m already tired of eating restaurant prepared food. Can’t you make us some home made meal?” he asked as he reached her side and I noticed her groan as she turned to face him.

It must have hurt a lot. I felt guilty as I watched her.

“What rubbish are you saying? Ava, go to bed, its late,” I said as I watched the smile drown from his face.

“Pity this married man,” he whined. I have only eaten breakfast which was some styore bought crossiant and tea and I haven’t had anything since, plus she is supposed to be your dietician right? Just this once, I’m hungry.”

“It’s no wonder your wife sent you out, I won’t be surprised if she asked for a divorce later.”

“She loves me and would never, It’s you who doesn’t have a wife that should be bothered,” he taunted, and it was only because Ava stood in between us that I refrained from punching him square in the face.

“There should be some ingredients I can use to make some healthy dinner for you,” she said and turned to me, “ you haven’t had diner as well, so please wait a few minutes and it will be done,” she said and I frowned.

She was obviously tired from all her first day work and the extra actiivity I put her body through. She was carely in pain as well.

“Ava, I said go to bed,” “ I said in a low tone, but she shrugged it off and said, “you can be the boss at work, but please give me some freedom when we are at home,” before disappearing into the Kitchen followed by the sound of cabinets been opened and pots clattering.

I stood dumbstruck as I felt ike she had misunderstood my good intentions, but the most oblivious one who is causing all of this stuck out his tongue at me before mouthing, “ I won.”

Ava made dinner before eventually going to bed. 

As we were having breakfast made by my maid in the morning in silence I noticed her squint her eyes and wince in pain as she reached for the water. 

“Dont come to work today,” I said immediately. 

It was my fault that she was in so much pain, and the least I could do was let her rest at home. 

“Why not?” She frowned as she sat back, “is this because of yesterday?” 

“Just stay back, Ava, listen for once this time,” I said and got up to my feet. “Leave the cleaning to the maid and just rest at home for today,” 

“And what of I insist? I only started work yesterday and you're saying that I shouldn't resume just because I didn't do what you asked?” She was fuming, but trying to hide it beneath the high rising and falling of her chest. 

“Do you think I am so petty to get my revenge that way? Plus if did you think you would have entered that kitchen if I didn't want you there? Ava, you should know that I could have gotten you to bed if I wanted, I just let you do your thing yesternight,” I walked towards her and placed my hand in her bare shoulder, wishing I could just pull the rest of her off shoulder dress down so she'll stop being stubborn, but I held back with a gulp. 

“But if there is anything I did, please let me know. I feel like you are trying to punish me by asking me to stay behind. I will try to do my best, but I was only standing my ground yesterday, I…” seemingly unaffected by my touch, she rambled on stubbornly, trying to defend herself even though there was no need to. 

She turned to face me as I sat beside her. 

“It's not about what happened yesterday, I'm asking you to stay back for a different reason.” 

“Okay… what if I insist? I'm a ll dressed already, see” he patted down her outfit, it was a loose fitting gown that on her body could easily win first place on the runway. 

Not just that, but the moment she turned to me, it rolled up to her thigh and while she was still so invested in convincing me to let her come to work, I was starting to feel a heat rush. 

“If you insist, Ava, I'll fire you,” I leaned in closely to her face, looking in between her eyes as they followed mine. Her breathing was loud and I looked down only to be met with her pouted lips, begging to be kissed. 

I looked down further and there was her leg sticking out in between mine, innocently begging that I hold them. Her cleave, her skin, everything about her begged to be kissed. 

I had meetings to catch up with, 

Damn this temptation! 

I pushed the chair back in a hurry and grabbed my jacket while resisting all of her with everything with me  

“Don't think too much about it and be good. You'll resume tomorrow,” without looking back, while giving my personal doctor a call as soon as I get into the car. 

“Mason, my office now!” I shouted at him the moment I sighted him from the main entrance at the garage. 

Yes boss,” he responded, jogging behind me as we made it to the elevator, “I was on my way there.” 

“What for?” 

“The work with Hazel company is facing issues and they are refusing the sign the final documents even though they Lready agreed to the handover.” He said in rushed breaths as we reached the elevator designated just for me. 

No stops until the very last floor. 

“Is that your way of telling me that you need my intervention and can't handle it with despite all the human resources that I invested in?” I asked and he froze, but through the reflection in the mirrors, I saw him shaking his head eagerly and stopping bruptly when he noticed my eyes on him. 

“I promise we really tried. We sent the head of HR, but they haven't been able to reach a conclusion and we need to do that to conclude the collaboration with XX groups.”

“Do you have all the documents?” 

“Yes boss!” 

“How many minutes?” 

“Three hours by car, but it's still early and there'll be a traffic jam,so I called the Pilot, the private jet is waiting on the rooftop. Also, I will be going with you to brief you on the…” 

“so you can have me running back if there's an emergency here? Stay back and run things… see to the files in my table and leave only the ones that need my signature.” I said as we finally reached the rooftop. 

“Yes boss, I'll let Ava know if she asks,” he said as I climbed in and he settled the bag of files right beside me. 

“She won't,” I said underneath my breath before the fans started rolling and ignored him when he tried to ask why. 

Something about the thought of Ava contacting Mason for any reason at all bothered me.