Odd, but she could not understand his actions towards her. He was like a volcano, sometimes active and, most of the time, dormant. At the most unexpected moment, he would suddenly play active after being dormant for quite some time. He was always cold and distant to her at the onset that she started working for him. To say the least, he treated her like a lowly staff, a slave to be exaggerated. “Why on earth, he suddenly became warm and hmmm, maybe a little sweet?” Aloida thought while preparing her promised pasta for him. She shook her head, not wanting to overthink about his actions.
After she finished cooking her fettuccine pasta, she served it hot and with a few pieces of garlic bread on the side. She also squeezed an orange juice for both of them.
“Time for you to eat, Boss,” she s
