“Breakfast will be ready soon so you two should go and have your bath,” Mrs Jones tried to chase the two of them out of the kitchen cause they looked like they won’t be leaving the kitchen anytime soon.
“But mom…,” Emily protested with a pitiful look as she stared at the bubbling pot. Mom has never prepared that dish before but the thing smells so nice that she can’t help but drool and wonder how it would taste.
So she’s reluctant to leave the kitchen. Lena was no different. Mrs Jones gave them a cold glare that has always seemed to scare them for no reason since they were kids and the two immediately scrambled out of the kitchen.
She chuckled, watching them run out and then turned back to the pot. The smile slowly disappeared as she watched the chicken bubbling in the pot.
She doesn’t know why out of all foods in this world, the only one she had decided on is this one that certainly doesn’t belong to this world.
She couldn’t even believe her eyes when she opened the only locked cupboard earlier and found the spices she had snuck out of Royal’s Pack still in one piece.
They didn’t even look like they had aged up a bit unlike her. She sighed and looked at the pot again. Would the girls like this food too just like their father did?
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Ryan walked into the in-built gym in his apartment wearing joggers and a singlet. He switched on the stereo and played soft music as he began to carry out his weekly exercise.
He was halfway when Scott walked in still yawning. Ryan didn’t even spare the lazy ass a glance as he continued running on the treadmill.
Scott opened his eyes slowly and looked like he was mesmerized by his brother’s manly physique. The dazed look caught Ryan’s attention.
The latter reached out and threw a small ball Scott hadn’t even noticed before. He quickly stepped away, missing the ball narrowly.
“Dude!!,” Scott yelled, laughing. “What was that for?”
Ryan glared at him and increased the speed of the treadmill. “You should ask yourself that. It’s so early and so peaceful this Saturday morning yet you decided to ruin it with your filthy eyes. You looked like you were stripping me naked! I don’t practice gay neither am I interested in incest!” Ryan remarked.
Scott almost rolled on the ground with laughter. He held his stomach which was beginning to hurt from laughing too much.
“Bro! I am also not interested in you… I was just wondering if I took a picture of you right now and send it to mom. She’d gladly help me sell it to those hungry she-wolves that are dying to have a glimpse of your… Hmm hmm,” He stopped his words when Ryan turned to glare at him again.
“Mom would disown you first before doing that. She wouldn’t dare betray her favourite son,” Ryan mumbled nonchalantly.
Scott fell silent. Ryan didn’t notice the look on his face cause he was all too busy focusing on his exercise and trying to avoid falling on the treadmill.
“Don’t you have somewhere to go through?” Ryan asked without realizing the sudden change in the atmosphere.
He stopped running when he didn’t receive a response. When he looked at Scott, the latter was looking downwards and appeared to be lost in thoughts.
“Scott..,” He called out but still no response. “Scott!,” He yelled this time around and Scott looked up abruptly.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine… What did you say? I didn’t hear you.”
Ryan looked at Scott suspiciously like he was suspecting that the latter isn’t telling him the truth. But he let it go and asked him again, “I said, don’t you have somewhere to go through? Normally, by this time, you would either be in the gaming room or hanging with friends I still don’t know about.”
His words made Scott realize that he never really got a chance to go back to Deli yesterday so he nodded and turned around.
“Yes, brother… I have somewhere to go. I’ll be back later today and I’ll make sure to send a message if I won’t be coming back tonight,” His voice sounded a little bit cold, a strange contrast to how playful he had sounded earlier.
Ryan nodded even though he couldn’t see it. He smiled when Scott finally walked out and closed the door.
He looked at the closed door with a meaningful gaze. “Hmm,” He said quietly. “Why do I feel like you are hiding something from me? Who have you been seeing lately? Is it a girl? Are you finally in love?”
Ryan looked intrigued by the last sentence. If Scott is in love, it’d be great news for their mother. He wondered if he should snoop around and get someone to trail Scott’s recent acts.
But he decided against him. The brat is old enough to choose the path he wants to tread on. It will be better if he lets him get comfortable enough to tell him who the woman is than trying to find out secretly.
****
Scott thought of various things to tell Deli when he gets to the club as he drove slowly on the highway. But his brain couldn’t just figure out a lie to tell.
How will he even tell her that he had unknowingly forgotten about her cause he had been too focused on one miss feisty? That will surely hurt her.
He growled and hit the steering wheel in anger. What is he going to say? He pondered about it for a while and finally decided that he will think of something to say when he gets there.
Since he can’t think of any suitable thing to do right now. Satisfied with his decision, he stepped on the accelerator.
He soon got to the club a few minutes than expected. Throwing his keys at a nearby valet, he walked in. His casual yet expensive designers drew the attention of the nearby sluts.
He however had no eye for them. He walked to the bartender first and was going to ask for something when he caught sight of what was going on.
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