'Happiness is watching The man of your life Cook for you' Emily's Pov. It was the next day. I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to do my mourning routine. I brushed my teeth, wash my hair and took a bath. Rinsing my skin, I stretched my hands out to grab my towel but felt nothing there. Poking my head out, my eyes scanned the bathroom for my towel but it was nowhere to be found. Where is my towel? I slowly got out of the bathroom and walked towards the door while covering myself with my hands. "Xavier!" I called. God, I hope he hears me because he wasn't in the bedroom this morning when I woke up. "XAVIER!" I called again. No answer. I called again and after a few minutes, I finally heard footsteps coming towards the door. "Xavier?" I asked when I heard it coming closer. "Yes" he finally replied and I sigh. "C-can you umm....pass me my clothes?" I asked him while stretching my arms out through the door. "What kind of clothes actually?" He asked. "Umm...my shirt, pants.....bra and....underwear" I replied to him feeling my cheeks heat up. "Where is it?" He asked again and I sigh. "It's in my closet!" "You know what? Here" he said and I felt a soft fabric in my arms. Pulling my hands back inside, I took a look at the fabric and found out it was his shirt. "What's this for?" I asked him while looking at the shirt. "Wear it on" he replied. "Why?" " Perché mi piace vederti Nei miei vestiti." He mumbled and I had a confused look on my face. (Translation: because I like seeing you in my clothes) "What did you say?" I ask him and he mumbled 'nothing' "Just put it on and come out," he said and I sigh before slipping on his shirt and stepping out. " Perfezionare" he mumbled and I give him a confused lol again. (Translation: perfect) Why does he keep speaking Italian around me?! "Can you go outside? I want to change" I said to him and he sighs. "We don't have time for that. Just put on your underwear and let's go downstairs" he said and I rolled my eyes at him. "Why can't I wear my clothes on?" I whined at him. "Because, your breakfast is gonna get cold," he said sigh, again. "Okay, fine. Just let me slip on my...." I began and he nodded before turning around. I quickly slipped on my underwear and then went downstairs with him. "Have a seat," he said and I took a seat at the table. He went off into the kitchen and came back a few minutes later with breakfast. He placed them on the table and sat down where I placed a napkin on my lap and we began to eat. It tastes like Italian food. "Like it?" He asked while watching me eat. "I love it!" I replied and stuff another spoon in my mouth. "Good," he said and went back to eat and then it hit me. "Did you cook this?" I asked while pointing to the food. "Yeah" he shrugs and I had a surprised expression on my face while a bright smile was now on my lips. He can cook! "Wait...where are the maids?" I asked him while looking around. I've just realized that there were no maids in the house this morning when I walked downstairs. "It's their day off" he replied and I nodded my head before continuing to eat. ... We were done eating and Xavier had gone upstairs and haven't returned yet. I, on the other hand, was sitting in the living room when I suddenly heard the doorbell rang so I got up and went to the door. Opening it, my smile dropped from my face when I saw Mark standing there. "Hi Emily" he waved at me with a smile on his face and I frown at him. What's he doing here? "Who's there!?" Xavier's voice was finally heard. "It's....um--" I began but was cut off by a hand around my waist. Xavier. He stood over me and poke his head out through the door. "Mr. Stephano" Mark greeted while bowing at him like he's some kind. "Oh, Mark" Xavier began while pulling his head back inside. "What are you doing here?" He continued. "Oh, I'm umm...here to talk to Emily" he replied and Xavier nodded while I glare at him. I hope he's not inviting him inside h--- "Come in" Xavier smiled at him and he looked a bit surprised before entering inside. "This way," Xavier said and I locked the door before Turing around and I froze while looking at Xavier. He was only in a towel. A towel! Yes, he was half-naked in the house with Mark in here! I walked into the living room again and saw Mark taking and seat and I sat next to Xavier but was suddenly pulled unto his lap, and I didn't try to get off. I just sat there. "So...what do you want to talk about?" I asked him and saw him staring at my--correction--Xavier's shirt on me then his eyes went to Xavier, who was half-naked. "Oh....umm...I wanted to talk to you...." he began but stopped talking as his eyes looked at me while Xavier pulled me closer to him. I glared at Xavier and turned to Mark before I said. "Continue" "Umm...as I was s-say....it wanted to umm...to...ask if you....would...." he started again but stopped while staring at Xavier's hands that was roaming around my leg. I slapped Xavier's hands away and send him at glare again before turning to Mark who looked sad. "Go on" ".....I just wanted to ask you if you....umm...would....like to hang out....with me tomorrow......I...." he said but I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying because Xavier's lips were too close to my neck and I was unable to concentrate. His hands began to rub small circles on my legs while he slowly began to suck on my neck but I slapped his hands away. "Xavier!" I whined at him. "What getting?" Xavier whispered in my ears while pulling me closer to him and I shiver at his voice. (Translation: kitten) "Stop it!" I whined and turned back to Mark who looked angry. "Umm....what were you saying?" I asked him. "Nothing. I-i just wanted to congrats Mr. Stephano. That's all. I'm going now, bye" he said and quickly got up before walking towards the door. And he left. As soon as he left I turned to Xavier and glared at him. "What?" He asked as if he didn't know what he did. "Why did you do that?" "What? Can't I touch my wife?" He asked while raising his eyebrows at me. "But why did you do that in front of him?" I asked him. "I wasn't doing anything wrong" He shrugs. "I was just giving him a message that you belong to me" he mumbled the last part as he disappeared up the stairs. ...