“I am…”
“Guys, it’s ready. Come eat now before it get cold”. Crystal yelled from the kitchen.
Max couldn’t be more grateful. He hurriedly stood up.
“Thank goodness!” Max said, quickly standing up and heading towards the kitchen. “I’m starving.”
Damien let out a chuckle and followed Max into the kitchen. As they sat down at the table, Crystal placed a plate of steaming hot pancakes in front of each of them.
“Dig in!” she said, beaming with pride. “I hope you like them.”
Max didn’t hesitate to take a big bite of the pancakes, and his eyes lit up. “These are incredible!” he exclaimed. “You’re an amazing cook, Crystal.”
Damien took a more reserved bite of his pancakes, but he couldn’t help but nod in agreement. “They’re delicious,” he said, wiping a bit of maple syrup from his mouth with a napkin. “You really outdid yourself.”
Crystal beamed with pride, and a warm feeling spread through her chest. “Thank you,” she said, blushing a bit. “I’m glad you both like them.”
“You should open your own restaurant!” Max said, his mouth still full of pancakes. “With food this good, you’d make a killing.”
Damien smiled.
“We will be leaving soon, so get ready.”
Taking one last bite of the food, he dropped it and headed back to his room.
Max quickly finished his pancakes, then wiped his mouth with a napkin and got up from the table. “Thanks for the food, Crystal. It was amazing. I’ll go get my things ready,” he said, heading towards his room.
“Get back here guys, who’s your maid here? Get the dishes done now”. She yelled
Max poked his head back into the kitchen, a mischievous grin on his face. “Sorry, boss! I’ll be right back to help clean up.” He disappeared down the hallway again, leaving Damien alone with Crystal.
Damien turned to look at Crystal, his expression sheepish.
“Don’t look at me! I’m not doing the dishes”. Damien’s response.
“You better do the dishes or else I’d leave”. Crystal threatened.
“It’s not up to that yet. Fine I will do the dishes”.
Damien walked back to the kitchen, staring at the plate. This was his first time in the kitchen.
And he has no idea how to even do the dishes.
Damien studied the sink, the dirty dishes, and the various bottles of soap and sponges, feeling a bit out of his depth. He’d never had to do anything like this before. He was used to having servants to take care of these kinds of tasks.
“Don’t tell me you don’t know how to do the dishes?” Crystal asked, with a shock smile on her face. She could tell he was out of his element.
“Crystal I really don’t enter the kitchen, I usually order food and have the maid throw the plate away. Can we just let Charlotte do this one?”. He pouted like a child, trying to leave.
“Don’t you dare leave this kitchen, Damien!” Crystal’s voice was stern, her eyes dark with warning. “You think you can just walk in here, enjoy a meal, then leave me to clean up after you like I’m your personal servant? Do you also consider women as slaves you can do anything with?.”
Damien froze in his tracks, his heart pounding in his chest. He turned to face Crystal, his expression uncertain. “I… I didn’t mean to upset you. And I will never think of women as slaves please. I just thought…” He trailed off, not sure what to say.
“That’s what Charlotte is here for. Why don’t you let her do it?”. His eyes plead.
“I can do anything but definitely not the dishes.”
For goodness sake, he’s a mafia boss. How can she make him do the dishes?
“She’s also a human, darling. Learn to clean up after eating. If she was as rich as you are then she won’t be here working like a slave. Now be a good boy and help momma with the dishes.” She smirks, spanking his ass.
Damien’s eyes widened in shock.
“Did you just spanked me?”. He gasped.
“Bet i did”.
“That’s my job”.
“Says who?”.
“Oh my goodness! Damien you’re doing the dishes?”. Carlo yelled from the phone.
Max was on a video call with him, showing him how Crystal was making his boss dance to her tunes.
“Oh goddess crystal what have you done to my ruthless cousin?”. Carlo asked, laughing his ass out.
“Damien, I can’t believe this!”.
“Max!!.” Damien yelled.
“rose! Come see your boss, doing the dishes for his girlfriend! And also getting spanked by her”. Carlo yelled.
“Give me that phone”. Damien groans, snatching the phone out of Max’s hand.
“You think this is funny?” Damien growled, his face red with anger and embarrassment as he yelled into the phone.
Max held up his hands in a placating gesture.
“Calm down, boss”.
Damien glared at Max, his hands balled into fists.
“No salaries for you for six months and six months off hard training. You miss one day, just know you’re dead, leave now”. He said, now back to his usual cold voice.
Max’s eyes widened in shock, and his mouth dropped open.
“What? You can’t do that! Six month training?? It as well as being dead, please don’t do this !” He looked desperate, his face a picture of worry.
Damien’s expression remained cold and unyielding.
“I don’t care. You’ve been making fun of me, and you need to learn a lesson. Maybe this will teach you some respect.”
Max looked like he was about to protest, but he thought better of it.
“Damien!”. Crystal wanted to talk but immediately she saw the look on Damien’s face and she gushed down nothing in fear.
“Speak for him and I will add more months to it”. His voice was dark and deadly.
“What about crystal? She made you do the dishes”. He laughed but quickly shut it as Damien glared at him hard.
“I will leave now”. He laughed nervously. He knew he was definitely in trouble.
Damien turned back to crystal sharply, she moved back in fear.
“Oh no I’m in trouble.” She thought and swallowed hard.
“And you…”.
“I think it’s time I fuck some sense into you. So you will know who’s boss around here”. His voice came out dark, sexy, deep and very dominant.
Bending over a little, he grabbed her waist and threw her over his shoulder lightly, not wanting to hurt.
“Put me down, put me down. Somebody help me, “Crystal yelled.
“Not even the gods will help you this time”.