24. He cooked? Is it edible?

ANTONIO

“Do you even know what you are doing?”

I looked up from where I was chopping an onion and met her brown eyes, she was looking at me with a mixture of shock and amusement like she still couldn’t come to terms with the fact that I was cooking for her. I said, “I think you’re really begging for punishment.”

She pursed her lips in a pout and my obsessive self wanted to push her down on her knees once again. But I refrained, focused back on the task at hand. I only knew a few things to cook and if she didn’t distract me I was sure I could make her some very tasty bread omelette. Initially I wanted to make her some Arancini balls, Caterina used to love them. Buy it would take a lot of time to prepare them, so I settled on the less time consuming thing. I learned to make that from Mario when I was young and wanted to not depend on anyone too much. The only person I trusted with my food was Mario and Ephraim, so I had to learn to cook.

“Do you want me to help?” Erica asked as she cam