“I feel bored in here,” Amara said flipping through channels. Martha sighed. This mansion was hugeandwithonlytwoofthemalone,itwaslonelierthanusualasthewinterapproach.The guards usually stay outdoors.
A sudden the thought crossed Martha’s head.“How about we go shopping?”
Amara stilled, and processed. Outside? Outside! She beamed with excitement turning around so sharply Martha was afraid if she broke her neck. Her eyes gleaming like child’s.
“We can?!” Amara gasped.
Martha shrugged her shoulders.“I mean, kind of. I also need to buy some groceries, what day?” Amara hesitated for a second before nodding with a wide smile.“Sounds fun.”
"Come on, let me help you." Amara grinned. Martha brought her bag from the kitchen and helped Amara to the car outside. The driver was a young man in his early twenties as he bowed respectfully.
Her heart pounded loudly at the sudden rush of adrenaline. It was the first time she was going out after more than a week. The car roared as the driver drove off towards the city. For several minutes, the road was surrounding by thick forest, but as the fields started crossing, the view changed from green to tall buildings.
The city was an hour's drive by car. There were several awe-striking sights Amara was occupied with. Fancy cars and beautiful buildings. The moment they pulled up in front of the convenience store, Amara remained seated inside the car while Martha shopped. She promised they’d visit the ice cream parlor after this. Amara was so excited that she couldn’t’ t contain herself from jumping up and down. Unable to remain shut, she asked the driver.
“What is you name?” The driver hesitated. But when Amara gave him a eye smile, he melted.
“Kai, Mrs. Luca.”
“Call me Amara, I’ll feel much comfortable.” Amara smiled and Kai was awe-struck for a whole second. It was his first time seeing young mistress of the house, wife of Rafael Luca, and he realized all the things he heard about her did not do her justice.
She was much more beautiful than those rumors and kind also. Just like an Angel descended from heaven, so angelic and bewitching. Kai’s cheeks flushed as he realized he had been thinking inappropriately for his Master’s wife and averted his eyes.
Martha came back in a while. And the Kai drove them to the nearest ice cream parlor.
"Where are we?" Amara looked around with a curious gaze at the small entrance of the shop. The neon sign over the entrance was glowing with several rainbow-colored lights.
"You said you wanted ice cream." Martha chuckled staying close to Amara’s side as they both entered without the driver. The sudden soft music blared in her ears, and several people crowded the area. A large table and counter at one end while the other were filled with bakery goods. The expensive and sweet aroma gripped her hard. It was her first time visiting such a place.
"What do you want, child?" Martha asked, Amara twisted her mouth and scratched the back of her neck unsure of what she wanted. Chocolate? Strawberry?
"Vanilla..." Martha placed the order and both of them sat on the two-seated table. Amara liked how the atmosphere seemed. So calm and bustling.
"It’s nice in here." Amara looked around. Martha nodded.
"We can come back here again if you want.” Amara gasped dramatically placing her hand over her chest.
"We can?” Martha rolled her eyes.
"Of course, we can.” Sometimes Martha thought Amara was just a child in an adult’s body. Adorableandirresistiblycute.Theyspendhalfanhourinthere,tryingnewicecreamsand chatting.
Martha suddenly glanced at her watch.
“We need to hurry; I need to cook dinner for Mr. Luca.” Martha frowned.
"Dinner? Is he coming home early?" Now it was Amara’s turn to feign negligence. Kaelith hadn't tried to talk to her since that moment. She had barely seen him during meal times. It wasn't like she wanted to see him; it was weird to not see him. Did it make any sense? She flustered over her thoughts.
"Yeah, he said he will come soon today." Martha nodded. Amara pouted wanting spend to more time in here as her doe eyes glanced around for the last time before Martha helped her stand. “But don’t be sad, we’ll come again.”
As soon as both of them stepped out, the driver opened the door. But before Amara could sit, a chilling voice stopped her.
"Amara," she stopped shortly when she heard someone calling. Her heartbeat racing at the familiar tone. Turning around she met the dark grey eyes—cold and fuming. Amara wondered if she was imagining him. What was he doing here?
Kaelith represented the very devil that she usually sees in her nightmares as he took a step forward, and then another.
He stood there with a storm brewing in his gaze. His jaw clenched tightly as he took another step, the tension radiating off him. He had an aura of suppressed anger, and it was clear that he was anything but pleased to see Amara.
"Kaelith..." Amara's voice quivered as she whispered his name, her body trembling with a mix of fear and shock. Her gaze was fixed on Kaelith, and the sight of his dark, intense eyes made her heart race even faster.
