Forbidden desires
lvage the situation,when I heard the
here?" he asked, his ton
e him, feeling a sense
, Mr. Pius,"
la's breakfast." Mr. Pius's express
something as important
ling tears prick at t
orry. It won't happen again."
t," he said, his voi
eing are my top priority, and
g a sense of shame
, and I worried that I might l
ppeared in the doorway, a t
eakfast," she said, her v
n darker. "I've already spoken to
eeds to shape up and start taking h
words. What did he mean by "shape up
sorry
xcuse peri he
r they are experiencing some troubles so I would be dropping
ed that the little devil and her assistant are off m
*
e feeling of unease. Mr. Pius's anger still lingere
icken parmesan, and maybe even bake a ca
r. I couldn't believe how spoiled and entitled she was. And Mr. Pius, e
ound of the front door opening. Mr. Pius and she
iped my hands on my apro
" I said, trying
orite lunch, chi
time with dots of strawberry fla
nly, but I could see a hin
rt," he said. "But let's talk a
nd I knew I was i
here we sat down at the table. He look
t controlled. "You know how important it is to take care of Sheyla's n
hands, feeling a surg
," I said, my voice b
n." Mr. Pius sighed,
" he said. "I expect
a caregiver. And caregivers need
ad let Mr. Pius down, and I was determined to make it u
ropped a b
g," he said, his eyes gli
your position here. Maybe you're not t
I felt a wave of p
job? I felt like I'd b
t started, and I needed th
I said, trying to k
ything to m
ke on more responsibilities..
at me, his expre
a glimmer of sympathy in his
ly. "But in the meantime, I expect you to
do that
es, Mr. Pius. I can do that. I promise." Mr
me." With that, he stood up and walked out of the dining r
aving what you cooked you can as well
sment,I looked down at the fl
ius," I stuttered. "
ely. "It's fine, Peri. Just... be
sed. I knew I had to get a grip a
f frustration. Why was I always getting into trouble? And wh
e that had settled over me. But as I glanced at the chicken parmesan I had made