Hello ex! Let's get back together

Ten

Amy on the other hand, after having the best food of her life closed her eyes to rest. However, she didn't feel comfortable sleeping on a stranger's bed. Every now and then, she kept turning uncomfortably as she was unable to sleep. Sighing for the umpteenth time, she eventually stood up to walk around the house.

Immediately after the phone call with his assistant, Luther had left the room for Amy. He knew the kind of person she was. Someone who didn't enjoy other people intruding her privacy.

Canceling the contract with Risen star Entertainment had costed him alot. However, it wasn't to the extent of cutting down his expenses. With his long legs crossed, he stared at stairs and sighed. Luther wondered what Amy could be up to.

At the same time, shuffling sounds were heard as Amy clumsily made her way down the stairs. After lurking around the deserted hallways, she had searched for the kitchen to steal a snack before returning to the room. Since it was past dinner, she was sure Luther would be in his room or study, busy with work.

Each step was taken with precaution. She was quiet enough not to make any sound; and Luther had to wonder what she was up to. Initially, he wanted to call out her name but now, he was curious to know where she was going.

Since the kitchen was situated at a corner slightly far away from the living room, Amy focused on the light at the end of the tunnel. “Finally.” she breathed as she reached the kitchen.

As she had expected, the kitchen was full of food and groceries. Amy placed her hand on her tummy, not understanding the sudden urge for a certain type of snack. She reached for the freezer and gasped at the different delicacies that were arranged to perfection.

Unconsciously, her face lit up in a smile. She picked up a cup of strawberry flavored ice cream and turned around to leave.

However, an ear piercing scream escaped her lips when she noticed the presence of a tall figure who stood in the darkness. Her grip on the cup became tight as she took a step backwards, wondering who was trying to terrify her at night.

“who is it?” Her voice was soft, just like the feeling of the breeze against one's face, “Who is it?” she asked again, this time, her voice firmer than usual. Seeing her frightful expression, Luther stepped out of the corner and approached her, making her take a few step backwards.

When she noticed he wasn't staring at her but the icecream her hands, her cheeks flushed red. She lowered her gaze, trying to look elsewhere but she couldn't escape his burning gaze. Amy pressed her lips in a thin line, “I..I can explain.” she began, placing the ice cream on the slab.

Luther raised a brow at her words. “Then explain.” he calmy said, wanting to hear her explanation. When they were kids, he knew how much Amy loved strawberry flavored ice cream. Since she was presently in his home, he had decided to give her the treatment she truly deserved. Being pampered like a true queen.

Before nightfall, he had instructed his housekeeper to stock his house with different flavors of ice cream; candies and snacks as well. Over the past few years, he had thought she would have disliked this certain flavor, but it seemed like she stayed the same. Unconsciously, his thin lips stretched in a smile as he stared at Amy.

She looked like someone who was just caught while doing something extremely bad. Flustered and embarrassed.

Her plump lips were slightly parted as she stared at Luther. “The thing is, I..I got tired of staying alone inside…and”

“But what does it have to do with this” Luther interrupted, pointing at the large cup of ice cream on the slab, “You could have just called me but you chose to…”

“I'm sorry.” she whispered, embarrassed to death. For the first time, she badly felt like running away from someone's presence. Caught stealing ice cream from a stranger's fridge. Amy facepalmed herself inwardly, wondering why such a silly thought had crossed her mind in the first place.

Meanwhile, Luther seemed to be enjoying her flustered expression. He placed his hands in his pocket and moved closer, “But sorry doesn't deny the fact that you stole from me, Bunny. Don't you deserve to be punished?” A dangerous smirk appeared on his lips and Amy gulped nervously.

Hearing the words punishment, her eyes widened just as if they were about to pop out of her sockets. “Just what have I done to myself?” she sighed inwardly. “What have I gotten myself into?” she muttered below her breath, barely audible but it didn't escape Luther's ears.

Luther smiled. Everything in the fridge was hers to keep. Since she was willing to beg, why not allow her?

“I'll accept my punishment.” Amy said coldly, clenching her fists by her sides. If he was going to punish her for just a cup of ice cream then so be it. It was shameless of her to have opened a stranger's fridge in the first place.

A look of surprise could be seen on Luther's face but in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by the usual one. He had expected her to plead with him, not to accept her punishment. Just how much had Mike tortured her in his home for her to act this stupid?

The Amy he once knew was shy but strong. Innocent but brave, not one who was willing to back down and cry at everything that was thrown at her.

Luther picked the ice cream cup and placed it in her hands, “Serve me for seven days.” he said coldly before walking away like nothing happened. Amy stared at his retreating figure and felt the urge to scream and kick the air.

“Now she was going to be a maid?”

While she still couldn't believe what Luther had just said, a melodious sound filled the kitchen. It was one of her mother's favorite songs. Amy had found a bunch of them written in her mother's diary. Drawing out her phone from her pocket, a shiver ran down her spine when she saw the name on the screen.

“Step mother.” Amy whispered, placing the phone on her ear.

“You bastard. I'm surprised you picked up this time. Where are you? At a man's house having fun? I'm not surprised. That's how your mother was. Anyways, how much were you able to steal from the Sullivan family?”