I don't even know how the whole day passed. There was only one thing that was on my mind. His smile.

His smile.

Smile.

Oh God. He looked so dashing.

I shook my head and bit my lower lip. I should make something to eat rather than think about useless stuff.

I got up, opened the recipe book I got from the store and started cooking. I've barely ever cooked and so I'm still astonished that I can cook this well.

I wonder if he ever eats at home. A random though just went through my mind and I shook it away.

Not wanting to spend too much energy I just made a simple chicken gravy to eat.

As I placed the dish on the counter the main door opened.

Lexus entered the house. He looked worn out and distracted. In fact he didn't even notice me and began walking ahead.

I just stood in my place looking at him when suddenly he wobbled. Instinctively I ran and supported him before he fell.

"Are you okay?" He looked at me, noticing me for the first time, "What's wrong? Why do you look so worn out?"

He didn't answer me just shook off my support and tried walking again, although he failed at it and I tried supporting him again but he raised his hand at me, gesturing me to stay put. He managed to drag himself to the sofa and slumped there.

I stood in my place for a few seconds then approached him.

"Master?" He glanced at me, "Did you eat anything today?"

He turned his head away and closed his eyes, "No. I didn't find the time."

No wonders. He doesn't eat, he doesn't sleep. It's obvious he would be this worn out.

I turned around, ran to the kitchen counter, picked up the chicken gravy dish and ran back to the lounge. I placed the dish on the table and Lexus opened the eyes to see what was happening.

"What's this?"

"You should eat. You haven't eaten all day."

"You said you couldn't cook."

"It was my first try."

"And you want me to eat that?"

I couldn't answer him. I actually hadn't tasted it myself so I couldn't say anything about it. But still, I didn't want him to stay hungry. I was getting the feeling he was doing this on purpose like he didn't care about himself but still I didn't like seeing him like that.

I picked up the dish, spooned the gravy while Lexus looked at me and brought the spoon in front of his mouth.

"Ah~" He just stared at me, his eyes exploring mine for answers. Was he suspicious of me? How strange. I only want him to eat, no ulterior motives. "Just one spoon? Please Master."

He diverted his attention to the spoon. Looking at it as if it was something dirty.

Then he opened his mouth and ate it. As soon as he did, he paused for a moment, his eyes widening for a split second, then he gulped it down.

Just one spoon and his complexion got better, "S-see? It wasn't bad was it?" I hope it wasn't, he did pause for a moment so I really hope it's not bad.

"It's not." He said.

"Huh?"

"It actually tastes good." He gave me a slight smile and my heart skipped a beat.

"W-w-would you like t-to eat m-more?" Why am I stuttering again??!

Lexus took a deep breath trying to control himself.

I just hope he wasn't going to laugh at me again.

He turned his head to me, "Why don't you feed me the rest?"

"Eh?" My brain didn't process it at first.

"I'm giving you an order."

"Ah! Yes!" Right. I'm his slave. I scooped another spoon full of gravy and fed it to him. But the thing is, I started getting nervous. He had his eyes fixated on me. I was so nervous I accidentally spilled a bit of gravy on his mouth. "I-I'm sorry!"

I placed the dish on the table was about to get the tissues when he stopped me.

"Clean it with your lips." He demanded.

"M-my lips?"

"Hmm." He gave me a nod and leaned back against the sofa.

My lips? What?

I looked at his face. A little bit of gravy on the corner of his lips and down. I gulped and placed my knee between his legs, my hands on the sofa back, next to his head and I leaned it to 'clean' it off. My heart began racing as I was about to lick the corner of his lips but then frantically I just wiped it off with my sleeves and sat back.

Lexus was clearly displeased with my actions.

"Was there something I said you couldn't understand?" His voice as cold as ever.

"N-no..." I had no excuse to give. I was just too embarrassed to do it. I looked down.

Suddenly he grabbed my wrist and pulled me in, crashing his lips next to me. Unlike the previous kiss he once gave me, he started this one off rough. So rough I could barely catch up. He explored my mouth with his tongue and I felt butterflies in my stomach. It felt odd, it was unlike any other feeling I had experienced before.

Trying to support myself I slid my hands in his hair. He was like a beast, so full of hunger, ready to devour.

I felt my body get weak.

He finally pulled off after I don't know what time. I was panting like crazy.

I could tell I was red, I felt the heat coming out of my ears and cheeks.

"A bad slave should always be punished. Right?"

Do I answer that? I just nodded.

He tucked some of my hair behind my ear, "What to do?" He looked at me in amusement, "I'm not quite satisfied with the punishment."