Don't Eat Me, Mister Cold

on the couch. Her pale face was no longer ex

" the woman muttered before closing her eyes in nausea. Unfortu

dizzier," she grumbled,

y? Is it because

yes. With a straight face, she replied, "Yes, but not because of the tast

from the kitchen nodded his head. "

all the dust from this space. Can't you give me a break?" the woman protested as

s, you must obey all my orders. Now," Mr. Cold turned t

from the couch. "A cannibal like you has a bedroom? Is

e expanse of multi-scented clothes made it unfit for sleeping. Not to mention the mountain of dust an

rse stables are much cleaner than this," the

ve any comment. Now, start movin

e didn't care about the disgusted look on Amber's face. The ma

grumbled as she shook off the dust that blocked her v

there are cupboard, table, and chair in it. All the furniture was cov

wore? Then why does he have a wardrobe?" Amber grumbled

yebrows arched high. Unexpectedly, the clothe

l problems? Why are only these clothes he takes

bottom of the wardrobe. Curious, she opened it. When a white

Her dizziness and nausea instantly disappeared, replaced by admi

when she saw the hem of the sweater almost touched her

around her body. "He won't mind if I borrow." Without the slightes

*

e is up.

e door. While wiping her nose with the back of h

table and chair that I haven't cleaned,

de-eyed. Gritting his teeth, he gripped the wo

pleasure. "I found it in the wardrobe. Rather than bein

ch my stuff? Quic

the man's hand from her arm, she said, "

e it

had already pulled the sweater up. Not wanting her body to

ff your d

ai

tached to her body. However, Mister Cold was merciless

m!" Amber shrieked in be

patience, Amber finally gave a hard slap. In an

more polite? I am a woman. You can't tug on my clothes like that!" Am

iously, this sweater is mine. The house you stepped on is also mine

art was no longer contained. "Correct your words! I'm not messing, b

one put on my clothes! You know what? Letting you i

k I like being here? I have to. This shabby cottage is my only hope for surviv

. You can go out at any time, and I won't stop y

e thunderous breath, Amber poked the man's shoulder with her pointed index fi

t a queen. I've been kind enough to hang your coat outside. Do you

dow near the couch. Once she pulled the curtains as

rning?" the woman regretted before turn

t didn't take long for Amber to start shivering. Anger that boiled her blood w

eone far crueler than me? No! There must be someone else who can h