Chapter 21 Apple Picking II
“I want lunch in two hours!”, Luciano said, walking past the basket that fell from Isabella’s hands and towards the stairs.
Taking in deep breaths, Isabella went towards the basket and picked it up.
She looked towards the clock in the room seeing it was exactly twelve in the afternoon.
“Why did he decide to scare me like that?!”, Isabella asked herself as she went back to what she was doing.
She didn't need to get cooking right away as Madam Paula had already cooked.
All she needed to do was put the food in the microwave and make it hot enough for consumption.
She looked at the clock once again seeing that a minute had passed.
‘I need to get to the kitchen at least thirty minutes earlier to get the food in the microwave!
Does he want lunch in his room or on the main table?!’, Isabella asked herself.
She was too afraid of the man to go up to his room and ask him herself, thus, she decided to take a gamble, to dish the food on the dining table by the living room.
She watched the clock scattered around the parts of the house as she was working!
She wasn't about to risk getting the same punishment she did when she broke the vase.
Following the time she stood in the rain, she was literally walking on eggshells around Luciano.
She had been extremely careful with everything she did.
Thus, when it was exactly twenty five minutes past the hour of one and she still hadn't seen Mia or Madam Paula, she went on to microwave Luciano's lunch as he had ordered.
She walked into the kitchen and approached the oven, as Madam Paula had kept the food there to retain its warmth.
She carefully brought out the dishes, transferring them to microwaveable plates before she put them one by one.
When the food was hot and ready to be served, she dished the delicacies one by one on to the main dining table.
She looked at the clock again, seeing that it was five minutes to the hour of two.
She suddenly looked conflicted as she wondered how she was going to call The Don down from his room.
Bringing the last bit towards the table which was water, Isabella was relieved to hear footsteps. She quickly stepped back, standing in position in case Luciano would need anything.
Luciano took a few steps towards the dining table before he sat on one of the chairs.
Isabella raised her head, surprised to see The Don in a full on lounge outfit. She had mostly seen him shirtless or in suits.
Her head still raised, she looked at Luciano's face as he seemed busy, typing away on his phone. Because of this, he ate slowly, having no clue that Isabella was looking at him.
It was the very first time Isabella looked at Luciano, she noticed his distinct features…
His black hair that fell on his face whenever it was wet, his full eyebrows and his long lashes, his lips which were pursed, and one of his ears which was pierced with an earring…
Isabella suddenly shook her head, dropping her head to look at her feet.
‘Was i…?!’, Isabella thought to herself as blood rushed to her cheeks.
She was checking out The Don.
‘oh my God!!!
How petty of me!’, Isabella thought as she cleaned her sweaty palms on her apron.
She couldn't linger much on what she had been doing as Luciano suddenly said, “I want a freshly plucked apple!”
This confused Isabella as she didn't understand what Luciano was saying.
“Sir?!”, she asked, raising her head.
“An apple!
A freshly plucked one!”, Luciano said dryly.
“Sir, Mia and Madam Paula just went to the market, they aren't back yet!”, Isabella responded.
It was the first time she actually spoke to Luciano, thus, he looked at her.
“I know!”, Luciano responded.
“There are no fresh apples in the kitchen sir!”, Isabella continued.
She stepped forward, wondering what she would do as Luciano remained silent, tapping away on his phone.
“There's an apple tree in the yard! Get to it!”, Luciano said briefly as he drank a whole glass of water and left the dining table.
“I want them in my room!”, Luciano said on his way out.
Letting out a deep sigh, Isabella approached where he had just eaten, tucking the chair and packing the plates carefully.
She suddenly remembered seeing an apple tree in the yard on one occasion, however, she was conflicted on how to get said apples from the tree.
Isabella walked towards the kitchen, doing the dishes immediately.
She knew how tired Mia would be when she would come back from the grocery run, thus, she carefully did the dishes.
She grabbed a small basket in the kitchen as soon as she was done and headed out of the mansion and towards the apple tree in the yard.
Isabella kept coming up with ridiculous ideas on how to get the apples.
Coming to a halt in front of said apple tree, Isabella dropped the basket on the grass, taking out the elastic band in her hair to tie it properly again.
On her way, she noticed that the apples that looked ripe seemed to be at the top of the tree and she couldn't reach, especially in her uniform which was in the form of a gown.
Her plan was simple, she was going to throw stones at the apples which looked ripe at the top of the tree.
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Luciano who had gotten curious quickly tuned in to the live feed from the yard, clicking on the camera Isabella was displayed on.
He wondered how she would get the apples.
He nodded his head in approval as he saw Isabella bend over to pick stones and throw them at the apples.
‘smart!’, Luciano thought as he got back to the work he was doing.
Isabella, who was busy throwing stones, stopped in her tracks as she heard, “what the hell are you doing?!”